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Post by dem bones on Nov 2, 2013 14:07:13 GMT
In the 70's there was a Hughie Green/ Lieutenant Pigeon hit the scene/ Paper Lace and Candlewick Green/ Mouldy Old Dough and Chicory Tip/ Gilbert O and Hurricane Smith/ Billy Don't Be A Hero hey David rock on.
in the 70's Lesley Whittle died/ the Black Panther went inside/ and Jeremy Thorpe, oh he resigned/ and at school the girls would bring/ A Thousand Volts Of Holt and sing/ Hey There Lonely Girl, Impossible Love.
And In the 70's there were Osmonds there were lots of Osmonds there were lots of little Osmonds everywhere everywhere - Denim, Osmonds (Lawrence Hayward). A generous 66 song, triple CD of glam greats, teeny bopper anthems, novelty items and, far, far worse, maybe two thirds of which might have been compiled with Mr. Heyward in mind, though, like any proper person, he'd surely foam at inclusion of the Queen, Sir Cliff, Chicago and Wings abominations. Arguably, the 'seventies were Jackie's golden decade, a simpler age where even Motorhead, Status Quo and Blackfoot Sue could and did achieve pin up status. The Glam content suffers through lack of David Bowie (presumably contractual reasons) and Gary Glitter (erased from history), but Mott the Hoople, Roxy, T. Rex, Slade, Wizzard, Sweet, Cockney Rebel and Mud, are sure to make life seem worth living, at least for 20 or so minutes. Lawrence will be transported to MOR heaven at the mere mention of David Cassidy, Bay City Rollers, Lieutenant Pigeon, Gilbert O'Sullivan (here represented by the astonishing pop suicide note that is Alone Again, Naturally), Tony Orlando & Dawn, Paper Lace (another death disc, albeit a rather camp one), and, of course, Osmonds, lots of Osmonds, lots of little Osmonds everywhere everywhere. A recommended buy for the Greenslade/ ELP fan in your life this Christmas.
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