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I remember pulling the 6 to midnight shift at a black radio station.
It wasn't called urban back then, just black radio. Folks in the african american community kept the lines busy all night with requests and the later it got in the evening, the more the slow jams poured in by request. A hot summer night and folkd on the north side of the city jammed on every parking lot and street corner to have a beer party. The request line would ring and.... "I want to dedicate this to my man" or "how 'bout somethin' sweet for my lady, ya understand?" "Okay, how 'bout the Dramatics tonight? "Yeah, well that's cool. Just keep it sweet and groovin, y'all." And tell my baby it's goin' out to her from Maurice, her main squeeze, you dig?" "I dig, Maurice. It'll come up around 20 after the hour." "Sho' nuff...catch ya all later, and keep the jams slow for my blow...." |
bump....joe tex style
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Here's to Paulie. He had a red Porsche. One night, we took it for a spin doing about about 130 in the country and lived to tell about it obviously This is remembering what it was to be daring, loving life as fast as we could and diggin' a lot of music down the highway Here are the Doobie Brothers, one of the best concerts I saw back in the day.... | | | |
ah..the Doobie Brothers..GREAT!
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Life was grand in the 70s. I loved and lived for my soul and R&B. I played it as a disc jocky on a black radio station. I was there for 3 years and I never had better music or a better audience hangin' to my show. God I had fun... and I could...do it again.. |
The O'Jays When soul was still soul, y'all. –––––––––––––––––––––––––– Let Me Make Love to You –––––––––––––––––––––––––– |
The Whispers ––––––––––––––––––––– Lady –––––––––––––––––––– |
I graduated from a rural high school in 1976 (small class: out of 72 of us, 12 of us attended together from 1st -12th grades) ... I love the music of the 70s ... |
these should make a comeback
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Me and Mrs. Jones Dig the Philly sound of Billy Paul in '72 |
So nice to be put in 'the groove' so early in the day. Now, this IS music!!! Love those 70's jams - soul and R&B at it best!!
Here's my contribution - to me, one of the best. Beyonce made a very good cover, but there's nothing like the original! |
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Another favorite of the time...
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One of the best groups to come out of the 70's - The Spinners. They had so many hits - here's one of my favorites.
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I was born in 68..but I grew up in the projects in nyc...we played manhunt on the roof of the buildings..hoola hooped till out hips broke! lol. waited to hear the distant ding of johnny the ice cream man..ran to your building and yelled like mad for your mom to throw down 50 cents for some ice cream....praying the street lights didn't come on so we didn't have to go home..getting stuck over and over again in the elevator with my friend mary..listening and probably wearing out the our kiss album..."beth" was my favorite song..of course I had no idea what it meant..but mary liked it :) so I had to like it too... walking into the kitchen buck ass nekkid with our arms extended so my mom could rub calamine lotion all over my sister and me..we had the mumps!...living without air conditioning and running through the fire hydrants the very cook firemen oppened every saturday afternoon..my dad taking me to emergency room on his motorcycle with my knee bleeding like the dickens cause of course I went where I wasn't suppose to :) DOH!...watching baretta right before the blackout...and being upset that the tv didn't come back on...tracing the velvet pattern in the wallpaper in our living room...ALWAYS trying to take more and more steps until you could completly jump from landing to landing without hitting any of the steps on the way down..it was a right of passage..oh my poor aching knees now lol...
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Lillie, I too lived in the projects in Manhattan - Jacob Riis Projects on the Lower East Side. My mom lived in that apartment for 35 years!! That's where we grew up.
Your post brought back such memories. I grew up in the 50's, way before you were born, and I dare say, more innocent times. But I too had to get in the house before the streetlights went on, I too yelled for change when the Good Humor, or the other one (Mr. Softy?) came 'round. Mom would wrap the change in a small paper bag - no plastic bags then - or a small rag, and throw it down. We used to play Skelly (melted wax in bottlecaps to weight them down), hopscotch, kick-the-can, double-Dutch jumprope, jacks, red-light-green-light one two three, roller skates - the kind that had a key, were all metal, and were very noisy, and so many other games. It was so much fun. No kids I know today do that sort of thing - they're all behind computers now. It's no wonder kids are overweight and out of shape - they sit all day!! Thanks for the memories, Lillie - you made my day!! Quote:
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WOW..skelly!..we use to melt crayons into bottle caps...holy shit that seriously was a memory tucked away..I grew up on Staten Island in the Todt Hill Projects....red light green light..mother may I...truth or dare..back when it was innocent..YAH RIGHT..haha...my mom threw down the money and we hunted like crazed animals for those shiny quarters lol...but remember getting halfway there and you heard her voice calling you back...(amazing how no matter where in the projects you were..you heard your momma calling you LOL ) all because she decided she wanted an ice cream too! lol...wow I feel 10 yrs old again..I loved that tim mcgraw song...that was the first time a song truly brought me back to the projects.. ( I will post the lyrics at the end ) My father owned the local laundromat in south beach (staten Island) we use to go down to the south beach rides then run back up the hill to get a dr pepper or orange fanta out of my dads pop machine...and oh my god we thought we died and gone to candy heaven when he put in a candy machine..of course since he owned it..we had the keys..i ate rolo's and drank orange fanta till i puked lol...of course the endless amount of energy and eating honey suckle and picking blueberries on top of the soda and rolo's did not help the belly! LOL
so here is the song that is soooooooo very true!! Don't you remember The fizz in a pepper Peanuts in a bottle At ten, two and four A fried bologna sandwich With mayo and tomato Sittin' round the table Don't happen much anymore We got too complicated It's all way over-rated I like the old and out-dated Way of life Back when a hoe was a hoe Coke was a coke And crack's what you were doing When you were cracking jokes Back when a screw was a screw The wind was all that blew And when you said I'm down with that Well it meant you had the flu I miss back when I miss back when I miss back when I love my records Black, shiny vinyl Clicks and pops And white noise Man they sounded fine I had my favorite stations The ones that played them all Country, soul and rock-and-roll What happened to those times? I'm readin' Street Slang For Dummies Cause they put pop in my country I want more for my money The way it was back then Back when a hoe was a hoe Coke was a coke And crack's what you were doing When you were cracking jokes Back when a screw was a screw The wind was all that blew And when you said I'm down with that Well it meant you had the flu I miss back when I miss back when I miss back when Give me a flat top for strumming I want the whole world to be humming Just keep it coming The way it was back then Back when a hoe was a hoe Coke was a coke And crack's what you were doing When you were cracking jokes Back when a screw was a screw The wind was all that blew And when you said I'm down with that Well it meant you had the flu I miss back when I miss back when I miss back when Quote:
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Hall & Oates
At time I lost my first love. |
I was a teenager in high school in the 1970s.
I used to braid my long hair in about one million little braids right before I went to bed, and When I woke up, my hair would be crimped and wild. I used to wear a leotard with bell bottom pants and wide flat suede shoes. There was an article in the newspaper about how We were all lesbians at the public single sex high school I attended. Obviously girls who care about school must be lesbians. |
5th Dimension
The Declaration |
BTO
Foghat Full Version |
Zappa and Mothers of Invention Dinah Moe Humm I can't believe we used to listen this shit, it was so obnoxious. |
I was born in '63 so the 70's were my real formative years. Here in the UK I remember strikes, The Winter of Discontent and man-made fabrics (not to mention the static that goes with them) and being mean, in a big sister way, to my brothers.
Marc was a hero [nomedia="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8xJ_agcMy5c"]YouTube- Marc Bolan & T Rex - Children Of The Revolution[/nomedia][/URL] This woman made me want to play bass and wear leather - I still do both some 36yrs later. :cheesy: [nomedia="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jXok94y3nLg"]YouTube- Suzi Quatro - Devil Gate Drive[/nomedia] In '74 there began a life long love of Freddie [nomedia="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1EvL7-9RVGE&feature=related"]YouTube- Queen - Seven Seas Of Rhye [Top Of The Pops][/nomedia] Totally fell for Julie Covington and was allowed to stay up on a school night to watch Rock Follies [nomedia="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HVCynmcX4kI"]YouTube- ROCK FOLLIES Rock Follies[/nomedia] http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HVCynmcX4kI |
Man of La Mancha
Film version, 1972
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Do It Again
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I remember the 70's grew up in them, music everything was much better then I think!
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I was a child of the 70's :smokejoint:, and got high with a lil help from my friends, LOL, still do on occasion, with a lil help from my kids :hangloose:
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Ain't nothin' like old soul... |
I had long, white-blond hair that I braided wet and frizzed; I wore round, yellow tinted Janis Joplin/John Lennon glasses, toked and smoked and partied and listened to classic metal... |
we used to sing this all the time
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I liked/miss seeing all the macrame ropes hanging in windows with alot of plants.
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<---- born in '63. Experienced MOST of what was good and horrific in the 70's. I think I alternated between wide eyed ingenue and jaded stoner (aka freak, in my neck of the woods) through most of that decade. Wouldn't trade it or relive it for all the money in the world. |
I was a young mother with three small children in the 70s and most of it is a blurr................
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Bumping/resurrecting this thread from a few years ago. Members my age use to post about great times here from their experiences in the 70s. The 1970s were some of the greatest times in my life. In the past year, I have revisited people and times I haven't thought of in more than 30 years. Feels good. In the 1970s, I met Joel Grey, saw Bette Midler, and met Marvin Gaye and Grover Washington Jr. I entered a career in broadcasting at 17, my favorite movie was Chinatown, and I came out at 16 and never looked back. In the 70s, I discovered my maleness...long before any of this politically-correct/labeling shit; none of this bullshit is new to me, I'm just a natural male . I started deep street shit before half of you were in diapers frequenting underground bars. I had one affair after another in my youth. I was vocal then and I'm a forerunner and pioneer in vocalizing my sexuality during a decade when it was considered taboo and unheard of. I was the first in my community to be open about my male sexuality blowing away my upper-class family and the majority of the gay community when shit like this belonged to men only. Fuck that, I turned heads and created controversy. The parties and sex were endless; balls for days with fun that lasted for 20 years. I spent 12 years in broadcasting stemming from the mid-70s. The 70s were the best times of my life and I formed life-long friendships in the 1970s that I hold today.
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For the Class of '74
For all my classmates. Our 40th reunion is this year.
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The Godfather, 1972
My mom took me with her to see the The Godfather in 1972. I was all of 15 and a sophomore in high school. When we walked out of theater, I remember saying, "Mom, I feel like I'm going to be shot." She put her arm around me and we walked to the car. Then, we headed to the House of Pies for dessert and coffee. She died unexpectedly in 2001, and she was my best friend.
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