Rock and Roll StoriesMy personal Spinal Tap moment came when we got locked into the Festival Hall in London by accident. We ended up wandering the maze of backstage corridors carrying a three foot high piece of cheese looking for the one door that would lead us to salvation.
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chthonic, Thu 29 Jun 2006, 13:47)
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Skinheads meet DonovanThere was a bunch of teenagers that hung around the main street park area of Santa Cruz, California in the mid '80s. They were all the sons/daughters of serious hippies but they got it into their heads to dress like skinheads just as a way to rebel against their hippie parents and to make a spectacle of themselves (as teenagers do). They did the blue mohawks, boots, braces, the whole look. Some of them looked very intimidating but they were all hippies at heart. Wouldn't hurt a fly.
Seeing as they were hippie kids, they were all excited when none nother than Donovan, king of the pseudo-hippies, was booked to play an intimate aucoustic show for a small audience at the local music venue. The Santa Cruz skins immediately snapped up tickets for pretty much the entire front row and set about re-learning all of their favourite Donavan songs by sitting around the main street park, in their skin head outfits, playing Donavan cassettes and singing along.
Imagine poor Donovan's surprise when he walks out on stage the day of the show to see a couple of dozen skin heads in full regalia staring at him from the front row. He looked nervous, but didn't bolt. He ran through his songlist, taken aback and the gusto at which the skin heads sang along to even the more obscure songs like 'Jennifer Juniper'.
Until you've seen and heard a group of skinheads singing 'Mellow Yellow', you really haven't lived.
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