5/7/2023 0 Comments Tommy rees paul mccartneyI went to school whilst Motörhead had a number one album ( No Sleep ‘Til Hammersmith) and continued to make records whilst simultaneously struggling with record companies. So when, the following day, I saw a Motörhead record in a jukebox I immediately played the song – much, I suspect, to the annoyance of everyone else in the pool room. He told us we had heard AC/DC and Motörhead. I was with my family and an older cousin who knew a bit about heavy metal. It’s the sort of image that sticks in the mind of an impressionable ten year old more used to church bring-and-buy sales and The Smurfs. Sweeping litter and other dancers to one side with their magnificent mops, they whirled around like hairy windmills. As a result, dancers on the dance floor would magically evaporate and everyone would stand to one side whilst a couple of hitherto invisible hairy bikers (who had presumably been hired for the occasion) ghosted onto the dance floor to shake their heads to whichever vaguely heavy song was playing. It was a Rule in any disco in the UK in the late seventies and early eighties that the DJ would play all sorts of crowd-pleasing records to get people on the dance floor ( Dancing Queen, Don’t You Want Me Baby, Temptation, er, This Old House) only to kill the party instantly by inexplicably dropping an AC/DC or (worse) Saxon record in a quest to play “something for everybody”. They were rare beings dressed like Neil from The Young Ones in denim jackets with band names on the back, big flares, long greasy hair and a fanatical devotion to the pope aversion to soap. but I wrote in my second ever post on this blog about the first time I heard Motörhead – which was also the first time I heard heavy metal and saw headbangers in action at a holiday camp disco.
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