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I've got itunes on shuffle and this just came on. (Sorry for the abrupt ending. Out of my hands...) Which got me to thinking about The Old Grey Whistle Test.
Which got me to thinking about dating Americans. Living out of one's culture is an alienating experience. We are categorised as "aliens" even, albeit resident ones in my case. And some days I long for someone with whom I can share more experiences. Especially teenage ones. Teenage Kicks. For sure, some of you instantly know what I am referring to, but I can't imagine a single UK soul of 40+ that doesn't completely remember Feargal Sharkey singing it on Top of the Pops. D'ya remember him singing Jimmy Jimmy? F'kin weirdo! Or not, as the case may be. Camberwick Green. The heat wave of '77. Same year as the Silver Jubilee and all those street parties. Getting cider from the offie. Match of the Day. Football crisps. Tiswas Answers on a postcard please The list goes on. Sometimes, making a pop culture reference and having it immediately understood is important. Sometimes, explaining jokes or having to translate English into American gets tiring. To that end, this week I have a date with an Irishman. (Incidentally, dear man, if you're reading this and don't know what I am talking about - bollocks to ya)
Feargal Sharkey
Here are some I made earlier: Man's Best Friend How do you like your foreskin? Why do men love breasts? Who pays? What if? Have you ever been experienced? Surprise! I'm Pregnant! Dogs and Dating Erectile Dysfunction Daddy's Girl I need a Frenchman What I want The Fart Edition Fisting and small snatches How bloggers date Did he die? Je t'adore Zeitgeisty's Behaviour
Look out for those Irishmen, they're usually trouble (in that good way) .
I grew up in AMerica and can't often find a common ground with pop culture references, so I'm well screwed. Oh well.
I do remember Feargal Sharkey though, quite well. I bought Teenage Kicks as a single at Tower Records. I'll be damned if I can remember the b-side, but the a-side was worn smooth pretty quickly.
My Scouse wife got all the references except for Tiswas. But she points out that Teenage Kicks was actually performed by the Undertones (of which Feargal Sharkey was the lead singer).
spjv - here's hoping
recycled - looks that way
prof - no shit it's the Undertones! I never said it wasn't did I? And how could she forget Sally James? Every man, woman, child and beast had the hots for her.
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