The title I chose for yesterday’s scribble rang a bell.
It niggled at me for a while and then I remembered why.
That’s from the days of decent music in the mid Seventies – a time that didn’t relay on gimmicks, semi-naked women or lyrics that didn’t sound like a toneless rapid fire hostile threat. [You may take it as read that anything Rap like is a complete anathema]
I’ll leave it up to yourselves to remember the group involved.
What indeed happened to the Old Wild Men?
Some of us are still here!
Hah! Spot on. I always liked that track.
Well, there's always this one…
I must try that steering wheel trick sometime!
One of their best, not a lemon on it. Ah, Somewhere in Hollywood eh?
The Worst Band in the World.
…and we don't give a…