Author's Notes: I have two sets of Story Cubes, the original ones and 'actions'. For this story I have combined them. I also refered to a website while writing this story. The link is at the end.
Fancy listening to the story rather than reading it?
Fancy listening to the story rather than reading it?
Every now and again my mum would come home from her
weekly shop with a special treat for us kids - the latest 'Top of the Pops'
album. For those of you who didn't live in the UK in the 70's let me explain
what that was. The TOTP albums were compilations of all the latest hits but
unlike the 'Now That's What I Call Music' series which came later, they were not
by the original stars. The songs were rerecorded by session artists that
sounded almost but not exactly like the original . Anyway my sisters were always
excited at the arrival of these new discs. They could devise new dance moves
and learn the lyrics of their favourite songs. But for me these albums meant so
so much more. You see the Top of the Pops album covers always featured young
women in various stages of undress. So, as my sisters tried to decipher the
words to ‘Car 67’ by Driver 67 (Vol.68) or worked out intricate hand jive moves
to ‘Under the Moon of Love’ (vol 56), I could stare at a blonde or brunette
pouting seductively on the album cover. These days I would no doubt tut at the
sight of a scantily clad woman on an album cover and mumble something about how
disgraceful it was that sex sells. But back as a ten-year-old boy it was a
sexual awakening. I was captivated. Their eyes seemed to pull me in like
magnets. I remember Volume 64, the lady in the green dress, Volume 71 with the
girl in the blue leotard but Volume 67 was my favourite. A sky blue background and
next to the track listings a girl wearing silver hot pants, turning up the
collar on a matching jacket. One day when I was alone in my sister's bedroom
listening to Substitute by that well-known band ‘People pretending to Clout',
that curly haired brunette became the first woman I ever kissed.
oh and here's the song Substitute by Clout
Ah - memories of Pan's People... Similarly politically incorrect titillation for a young lad :)
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