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let's get nostalgic

I finally decided what my “gimmick” will be for the Blogathon.

See, last year I went into the Blogathon without a clue as to what I was going to do. I winged it and somehow ended up soliciting boob shots from women (and some men) around the world, thus starting the Boobie Blog, which no longer exists for various reasons, chief among them being Fark users and Google perverts.

In order to steer clear of that kind of cheesecake and semi-porn this year, I am sticking to a topic, albeit a very broad topic: Pop Culture of My Youth, my youth being defined as the 60's, 70's and 80's, as my daughter was born in 1990 and my youth was pretty much done with at that point.

I’ll be focusing on a wide range of subjects; music, television, movies, commercials, toys, games, comics, books, fads, current events of the time, etc., all peppered with personal anecdotes, links, games, surveys and the like.

I figure this is an interesting enough subject to write about that it will keep me awake for 24 hours, as well as keep people interested.

So what do I need from you? Easy. I need your input. Send me links. Send me a list of your favorite things from any of those decades. Most importantly, send me any little stories you have from those times that have something to do with pop culture and I will give it its own entry during the 24 hours.

Use the comments on this post to remind me of all the good, goofy, tasteless, stupid, wonderful things that were part of the pop culture of those eras. Leave me your stories. Give me links to sites that might be of interest.

We’ve got six days to go before the Blogathon begins. We are still a ways from our goal of buying the ambulance but I do not doubt that we can get there. Please use the links on my sidebar or up top of this page to see how you can help.

Now let’s get nostalgic.

UPDATE: As a special bonus, I will be scanning embarassing pictures of myself from my younger days when I engaged in fashion trends and had bair haircuts.
If you have any pictures of yourself from those days, I'd love to use them. I'll be nice, I promise.


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don't forget to wish me a happy birthday, as you'll be awake all that day!

You can't talk about the '70s without talking about "The Van"

I'm flashing back to my hard core child of the 80s moments of leg warmers, 10 strands of long fake pearls, 3 rhinstone broaches, hair out to there, Stagelight purple eyeliner, and, or course, bangle bracelets up each arm.

All at once. Ack!

I'm pretty old - I turned 14 in 1960. But we had a clothing fad for a few summers:
T-Shirt on backwards
button-down sport shirt outside your tight chinos (black preferred)
shirt unbuttoned

It lasted about four summers or so

We had movie fads. I saw Silent Movie at least 10 times in the two weeks it ran at the nearest theater. Same with Rocky.

Clothing: maxi skirts. palazzo pants. platform shoes. tube tops. All kinds of unwieldy combinations of the above. Farrah Fawcett hair. This is early to mid-70's. It was the midwest, so we were always behind by at least a year on any fad or fashion.

Clothing fads.. how about "racing stripes" in cut-off jeans? or was that too local?

Man from U.N.C.L.E. spy toys. Rock-em Sock-em Robots. Banana Seats on Bikes. Maypo. "Everything You Always Wanted to Know about Sex" Tuesday Movie of the Week. "Amos and Andy" "Portnoy's Complaint"

Drive In Movies. ...I won't go on

Clothes of the late 70s/early 80s

ugly crochet hats: http://marypat.org/stuff/pics/sisters_funky.jpg
boots: http://marypat.org/stuff/pics/mp_slide.jpg
I can't find the pics of me with velour & courdoroy pants, but I was into that in the late 70s/early 80s. Most of my clothes, except for the jeans, were bought at thrift shops. They were composed of colors, like brown & orange, which obviously took their cues from the Brownies (mini-Girl Scouts)...

Did no one have color sense in the 70s?

I don't know, I kinda liked the boobies.

I get nostalgic when I hear the Friday Night '80s show on the radio, then it passes. Looking back I don't remember too much that I want to think a lot about from the 70's and 80's.

Here's a link with all kinds of 70's stuff. The site is worth it alone for the sound clips.


Day-glo socks
Friendship pins
Jordache purses ( the ones shaped kind of like kidney beans)
Feathered roach clips that girls wore in their hair

Hmm....I'm sure there are lots of links to the big hair and general bad fashion of the 1970's and 1980's, but the first thing I can offer is my inexplicable crush on Robin Gibb. Granted, this was during the "Saturday Night Fever" heyday, so even a five-year old would take notice. And since I was so young, it never got beyond the mentality of "oh, he's cute." Maybe it was because he was the only Bee Gee without a beard. Oh, and he had long hair. swoon :-P Looking back, I cringe at my infatuation. Not only did he have the worst voice of the three, but he had those chipmunk teeth.

Maybe some other Bee Gee admirers will come forward (c'mon, I know you're out there!) and you can do something with this particular topic!

Call me old-fashioned, but I rather like boobshots.

Steppenwolf (the book, not the band)

Mission Impossible

Laugh In
  The only joke I remember was Black Power bath soap
  The white chick opens it up and says, "Oh! It's pink on the inside."
  The black chick replies, "Don't noise it around, honey, but so am I."

Deschooling Society

The Last Whole Earth Catalog

The Domebook II (I may have had a more bookish youth than some folks.)

white bellbottoms

The Story of O - That was an eye opener at 17 or 18.

The Gulag Archipelago - Ended any trace of sympathy for any flavor of socialism.

Grand Funk Railroad

Live at Leeds - Especially Magic Bus, vastly superior to any studio version

Mad Dogs And Englishmen

George Harrison, et al. - The Concert for Bangladesh

Led Zeppelin III, especially Gallows Pole and Tangerine

Typing class, with actual typewriters. We had manuals and electrics. The electrics were Royal model 1010. Big. Heavy. I never really mastered touch typing. I still have to think about each letter. 32 WPM was the fastest I ever got.

Cream Goodbye

The Lemon Song - When we figured out the chaperones had no slightest interest in vetting the lyrics, we got really bold and played The Pusher.

The Doors
  The killer awoke before dawn. He put his boots on.
  Before you slip into unconsciousness, I'd like to have another kiss,
  Cancel my subscription to the resurrection. Send my credentials to the house of detention. I got some friends inside.
  Sidewalk crouches at her feet like a dog that begs for something sweet.
  She has roses. She has monkeys. Lazy diamond studded flunkies.

When I was in high school I took typing class because the only other alternative was shop. Shop was taught by a sadistic redneck whose greatest pleasure in life was making life hell for nerds like me.

My wife, a couple of years younger than me went through high school when taking typing was shunned by any feminist-minded girl because it meant you were taking "the secretary track".

The result is that I can type about 90 wpm and she still hunts and pecks. Nobody foresaw computers then. She's frustrated as hell when she has to use one now.

Peter Max
Yes album covers
mood rings & puka shells
earth shoes
ramblers, gremlins, and pacers
evel knievel
Joe Namath and the super bowl

good concept

How about buttoned tab-collars sans tie? 60's & 80's (by way of the Fleshtones)...

Board games like Operation, Battleship, Sorry, Rockem Sockem Robots, Hungry Hungry Hippos, Mouse Trap, Gnip Gnop, Lawn Darts, Connect-4, Othello, Life, Clue, Candyland and Chutes and Ladders.


Happy Days, and the "'50s nostalgia" kick of the mid-'70s, when the era of segregation, polio and duck-and-cover was whitewashed into an "innocent time" that never really was.

I forgot The Young Ones!
And my crushes on Martha Quinn and Alan Hunter (and later, in my hair-metal phase, Adam Curry. Yeah, I said it!)

Pop culture. Hmmmm.

I once met Jimmy Carl Black (the Indian of the group) at a Frank Zappa and the Mothers of Invention show at the Electric Factory in Philly.

Let's see, Bobby Sherman, The Osmonds, Tiger Beat Magazine. And yes, I was then and still do remain a Carpenters fan.

How about those insipid "I Found It" bumper stickers?

As to fashion, I was the only white female high school graduate of 1978 with an "afro" -- my hair just grew that way, at least until I discovered dreadlocks.

Remember how in movies of the '80s, and possibly stretching back to the '70s, all urban street gangs were perfectly integrated. Blacks, whites, latinos, asians, all happily mugging old people and fighting with their equally-integrated arch enemies.

Oh yeah, I agree with Dan up there at the top. You can't write about the 60's and 70's without mentioning the cars, All those Fabulously ugly AMC products like the Pacer and Gremlin, those old Lincoln Continentals that had like an acre of hood in front of the windshield, and my personal favorite, the Oldsmobile Vista Cruiser with the woody decals and the clamshell tailgate with the power assist option. I'll be looking for images for ya.

How about pre-MTV...Don Kirshners "Rock Concert" and Wolfman Jack with the "Midnight Special". The only way to see rock and roll that didn't make the Ed Sullivan show!

Hmmmm. I'm exactly your age, 40.

How about wife-swapping Yankee pitchers? Moustaches on the Oakland A's. Orange baseballs. Neon baseball uniforms. An outfield of Alou brothers. 35 home runs might lead the league. Topps bubble gum. The Seattle Pilots. 715. Earl Weaver and Billy Martin fighting with umpires. The Reggie Bar. Sparky Lyle's "The Bronx Zoo". The abomination of the DH.

I had baseball on the brain. I grew up in Princeton and in the days of pre-cable TV, I was among the few that could watch 3 live games a day (Yankees, Mets and Phillies) and if the weather was good, I could even catch Boston, Baltimore and Pittsburgh games on the radio.

I just pledged, too.

Seeing my first colour TV program -- the Lone Ranger, the moon landing, crocheted vests, fringed suede jackets, head bands, book'em Danno, white boots and hot pants, keeping the windows closed in the summer because of tear gas (We lived in downtown Berkeley during the riots), Escape to Witch Mountain, Herbie the Lovebug, shirts and socks with the same pattern.

There's an 80's pic of Alice here


White boots, mini skirts, stretch headbands, B-hives and Dippidy-Do. Peace signs, war protests, and Herbie the Love Bug. Songs, “These Boots Were Made for Walking”, “Puff the Magic Dragon”, “Let the Sun Shine”, The musical “Hair”. “Psychedelic”, “Groovy”, Far Out”, the “Age of Aquarius”. “One small step for man, one giant leap for mankind”, Kennedy, the Beatles, Sharon Tate, Black Panthers, and “born-again Christians”. The games Candyland and Twister. Wax lips, candy necklaces, hot-dog gum, flip-sticks and Sweet Tarts.

Songs: “Rain Drops Keep Falling On My Head” and “In the Summertime”. Vietnam, guerilla warfare, Jane Fonda, and Patty Hearst. Bell-bottoms, halter tops, wide suede belts, platform shoes, and bangle bracelets worn on the top of your arm. Sun-In to turn your hair blond and QT that turned your skin orange. The “wing” and the “Farah Fawcett” hair cut. Mood rings, turquoise rings, and pet rocks. Lava lamps, incense, 8-track tapes, florescent lights, sand candles. Happy Face stickers, Pee-chee school folders. The play “Jesus Christ Superstar” and "A Chorus Line". Saturday morning cartoons, Scooby-Do, Archie and Fat Albert (hey, hey, hey), The Monkeys, The Brady Bunch, The Partridge Family, and Davy Jones and David Cassidy, Peter Frampton, and “the” Farah Fawcett poster. The games Operation, Clue and Battleship. Fun-Dips, Jawbreakers, Razzels, Bottle Caps, and Pop-Rocks. Good Luck!

Go Go boots and women dancing in cages. In the 70's I realized I couldn't get the job I wanted because they "didn't hire girls" ERA-YES. Even though she had a good job, my mom wasn't able to get a Sear's credit card because my dad wouldn't co-sign. Phylis Schafley saying "there is no need for a women's movement because there is no such thing as a women's point of view."

"Hmm....I'm sure there are lots of links to the big hair and general bad fashion of the 1970's and 1980's, but the first thing I can offer is my inexplicable crush on Robin Gibb. Granted, this was during the "Saturday Night Fever" heyday, so even a five-year old would take notice. And since I was so young, it never got beyond the mentality of "oh, he's cute." Maybe it was because he was the only Bee Gee without a beard. Oh, and he had long hair. swoon :-P Looking back, I cringe at my infatuation. Not only did he have the worst voice of the three, but he had those chipmunk teeth."

For your information, he DID have a beard sometime in 1975 or 76.

LOL that's hilarious: worst voice of the three?
HA!He had and still does have one of the most unique voices in music. That vibrato is HAUNTING.

Chipmunk teeth? How can you actually say that? He was one really cute guy with great teeth.
He's so cute it hurts to look at him ;)