I kid you not—I had a bad dream last night. Real bad. I was at a Foghat Concert by myself. And this, just after I told Toad in a response to one of his comments, that my pathos and neuroses weren’t complex. Damn. And I never saw Foghat. Never even had to endure them while waiting for a main act.
Even a Bay City Rollers dream would have been better than dreaming about Foghat. At least they did some whimsical things with color and pattern. Foghat—perhaps the gnarliest three chord bunch ever assembled.
The only thing that might have trumped this Foghat dream would perhaps be one where maybe I was in a hot tub. With Barry White.
I am not and never was, a fool for the city.
Onward…tentatively…sans LFG.
A D G
21 comments:
I always loved TheBCRs...when I was little I had BCR socks!!!
Oh. Dear. God.
LPC...indeed. There's no other way to put it.
Suburban...you can probably get more of those socks. On ebay.
Bay City Rollers...be still my heart. Now I'm sure I'll dream about Bay City Rollers tonight- on a S-A-T-U-R-D-A-Y NIGHT!
Do you realise that you just said that out loud?
On another note, I'm rather taken with the wood-panelled cellar room pictured on the LP cover.
LagunaTradMon...yes I realize it. I felt I had to confess this.
LimeGreenGal...figured you for a BCR girl.
The closing scene of Dazed and Confused just wouldn't be the same without Slow Ride. That's pretty much the only positive I can think of about Foghat.
Oh please! You were blasting I Just Want To Make Love To You from your dormroom window trying to lure in the ladies. Don't lie.
I just caught this pic and it may keep me up nights.
http://pruningsfromthevines.blogspot.com/2010/06/iggy-pop.html
I remember the college roommate from Atlanta who would host a young lady in the front room of our dorm suite. He would put on a Barry White track and when it was finished I would hear, "Did I say what I wanted to say?". Shortly after I usually heard a belt buckle hit the floor. Oh dear.
I distinctly don't remember sitting in the back seat of a smoke-filled Ford Mustang with 4 other "dudes" listening to Foghat while the pipe was passed between 0 and first hour in the dead of winter. But I'm told it happened on a regular basis.
Oh my, too too funny, I started laughing immediately. Isn't the plaid trim ensemble wonderful....not!
Karena
Art by Karena
ADG - Who?? Why??? On second thoughts I don't want to know... Even the cat needs a haircut.
All things aside, you might identify with their pants in the second photo - just a teeny bit???? GTH pants on steroids if ever they existed.
Wait a minute. Is that you second from the right in the BCR picture? Me thinks there's more to confess here.
Ah, the wonders of bubblegum pop!
There is only one word that can account for how five skinny, plain-to-ugly guys, wearing pants so hideous only ADG could love them, could have been popular among young teen/pre-teen girls:
Marketing.
ADG, I think you need to go back and completely clear out that BAR we saw a few post back. There must have been something in one or all of those bottles that caused this phenomenon. Are you sure there is not a hit out for you? Did you feel any prickly pain earlier, you know, like a blow dart?
JDB...No. I wasn’t. I lived in a fratty house where if that was played—death would surely be the result. Remember when Bluto in Animal House smashed the guitar on the guy’s head. Yep. That’s where I lived.
Toad...I think Iggy is pickled.
Chuck Fog-Hatt...Barry was good for that. So was Al Green and later, Luther Vandross. Ditto the Ford Mustang smoker. Butcept I don’t remember being in a Duster. Or was it a Maverick or a Pacer? See—told you I don’t remember.
Karena...Plaid trim. I’ve been after it for years.
AnonEngFem...Don’t axk.
Lisa...Steroids indeed. Or maybe more precisely…estrogen.
James ...Can’t believe you of all people have outed me.
Young Fogey...Marketing and aggressive product life cycle management. Because when these types of fads go cold—they do so in a nanosecond.
TWJ...Blow Dart? Could be. My fingertips and toes have been tingly and itchy. Could just be my tertiary syphilis flaring up though.
Something you ate/drank before you went to bed didn't agree with you!
Actually, no I don't remember...'cuz I haven't seen it. I would guess I hadn't yet made my way into the world when it was released.
Hold it....Slow Ride is a great song....the rest of their stuff is basically offal.
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