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Entertaining photo Neil, colourful in movment
I'm sure I've seen them before, well this kind of dance anyway. Are they Islamic , Whirling Dervishes or Sufi Mystics?
posted by
lionladroar
on February 16, 2007 at 3:29 PM
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Lionlad...thought u might get a swing from this
posted by
ILLUMINATI8
on February 16, 2007 at 3:04 PM
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Thanks Troosha!
They had bad ways Troosha! I know friend 
posted by
lionladroar
on February 16, 2007 at 1:50 AM
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Dave the first time the change was so radical, from shoulder lenth hair to
zero, 1969 before the summer break of term I had hair hanging down my back and always being told to ''get it cut you freak'' by passers by! Listening to Cream, the Small Faces, Kinks, walking about with no shoes on, bare footed over Gloster Park, peace and love, stop the war in Nam Man! Then boom, No hair shaved, getting into fights on Southend Sea front with Teddy Boys, not getting home till the next morning, spending all the money I earned from my milk and paper rounds on clothes. In a matter of six weeks I had gone from Butter Cup too Pioson Ivy, with two inch thorns. The music had gone from the longhaired shaking of space heads and air guitars too hips swayaing groving and stomping beats, looking smart, arsking girls for a grind ie dance. The culture of the Caribbean, mostly Jamaica with its SKA Music and early reggae. The Dead Kennedys were a great band with an outrageous tital like Sex Pistols, the band from the States I got into at that time, was The Cars!! Thanks for calling in Dave and bringing old memory's back mate ! 
posted by
lionladroar
on February 16, 2007 at 1:45 AM
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Thanks Neil for the warmth of your appraisal
Wishing you peace Sir!
posted by
lionladroar
on February 16, 2007 at 1:05 AM
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Mike, seems like you've sparked a lot of memories all round with this one.
I'd forgotten that blakeys were also called segs. And, sorry about this, I was one of the Oi brigade that changed the make-up of the playground. I didn't go with the fascist side of things, but some of the Oi bands did appeal to me. It was more general punk that got me and in particular, the American new wave of the early eighties. The Dead Kennedys remain as my all-time favourites.
posted by
_dave_says_ack_
on February 16, 2007 at 1:01 AM
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Hi WaterKat
Hope you and yours are well mam, Segs and Blakeys, the clip clop of youth friend! Thank you for stopping by with intrest 
posted by
lionladroar
on February 16, 2007 at 1:01 AM
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Hi ariel
Thanks for your great story of blakeys or segs, I loved the sparks and sound, as I walked along Basildon's grey concreat paved stones. Walking through the town center echoing the steps of four or five of us, gave the pretence of a regiment marching to those whom were out of sight, but in ear shot. You must remember I was only 13 or so when that craze took over most minds of the towns youth. We would meet up with Romford and Daganham friends on our way to Upton Park East Ham, to shout for the Hammers every other Saturday during the football season. It was while watching Westham play I noticed the away supporters and their style of fashion's. Though soon, what had griped London's youth culture, had spread like short-haired butter all over England's now Skinhead rebel land. Thanks again ariel for stopping by Sir
posted by
lionladroar
on February 16, 2007 at 12:55 AM
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Lion
Makes me want to wander the streets and mingle with those strutting young men! Wonderful!
posted by
Troosha
on February 15, 2007 at 3:15 PM
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You grow all the time, in love, experience & wisdom. Never bitter
--seems so much that YOUl ived through the 'Sixties, had a great time, and even the not-s-good things that happened made you more wise and caring, than bitter and cold. Thank you and God for your presence! Your friend, Neil---Cheers from a refrigerated USA!
recognize these guys? FAMOUS like Lincoln!!!
posted by
ILLUMINATI8
on February 15, 2007 at 3:04 PM
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WaterKat
Segs are, or were metal studs, driven into the soles and heels of shoes and boots to prevent wear.
See, learn sumthin noo every day on Blogit.
posted by
ariel70
on February 15, 2007 at 2:03 PM
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SEGS?
Excuse my ignorance, but what are segs?
posted by
WaterKat
on February 15, 2007 at 2:01 PM
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Lion
All my adult life, I've worn soft soled shoes, 'cos when I was a kid back in the 1930s and 40s, the first thing that Pa did with new shoes was hammer them damned segs all over the soles and heels.
God, I hated that so much! I felt it was like being a horse, getting shod.
el ( sneakered ) Tel
posted by
ariel70
on February 15, 2007 at 1:59 PM
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Hi Tony ''Segs'' I have heard them called that name also
But when and where I trully can't remember, the second time around for the Ska if I am correct started in the midlands , UB40, Fun Boy Three are all I can recerlect at this preasent moment, but know their were many bands from there at that time. Thank you for your great review Tony, I am glad you enjoyed my poem Sir!
posted by
lionladroar
on February 15, 2007 at 1:19 PM
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A tip-top trip-hop thru the dancehalls of time...
S'funny, cos ten years later I was part of the ska revival, well not in a band, I was too young, but going to dances, pork pie hats and the like. And would you believe, we were all talking in the office only today about blakeys, wondering what they were. We called them 'segs' in the Midlands where I grew up.
posted by
Antonionioni
on February 15, 2007 at 11:55 AM
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Dave thank you for your help with my spelling ( Blakey and Ska )
posted by
lionladroar
on February 15, 2007 at 6:05 AM
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Sorry TAPS I did not know you were involved in a road accident friend
well so glad you made it back in one piece, though the whiplash you received resulting in your injury must be painful, hope you get better and back on track soon TAPS, I will have a read through your posts and get myself a better picture of the incident , thanks for making the effort and reviewing my poem mam!
posted by
lionladroar
on February 15, 2007 at 5:43 AM
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Sorry Hana I did not thank you for your beautiful gift of the flower photo x
posted by
lionladroar
on February 15, 2007 at 5:30 AM
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Thank you so much Hana for your review and kind words of encouragement friend Michael
posted by
lionladroar
on February 15, 2007 at 5:27 AM
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Thanks afzal for your kind comment!
posted by
lionladroar
on February 15, 2007 at 5:25 AM
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lionladroar
Wonderful! I need to read it again when me wits are about me and look up a few words. Right now the "stiff neck" grabbed my attention because that's what I've got (from the smash up) and I couldn't sleep because my pillow seemed much harder than usual so here I am several hours earlier than I wanted to get up entertaining myself with blog posts. This poem is just loaded with stuff that catches the attention like the "dark bagged underpass eyes".
posted by
TAPS.
on February 15, 2007 at 4:14 AM
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wow and wow and another wow for the arts of the words and the
amazing arts very beautiful mixture
posted by
drohan254
on February 15, 2007 at 3:46 AM
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Good poem .
posted by
afzal50
on February 15, 2007 at 3:04 AM
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Cheers Dave!
I remeber turning up for school after the 1969 six weeks summer hoilidays in my bell bottom jeans, and two mates I hadn't seen since the break of term were dressed in overcoats and their hair was shaved . . . Oi you long haired git Mick was thier greeting, Skinheads had begun in Basildon New Town, music changed over night gone was the hippy, now black music Ska! Had taken the rains of our early teens. Thanks again Dave, memory's.
posted by
lionladroar
on February 15, 2007 at 2:33 AM
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Brilliant, Mike. Really evocative.
There's always a bit of a ska element when we go to the Scooter Festival in Ryde.
I remember Blakeys from school. Seems daft now.
posted by
_dave_says_ack_
on February 15, 2007 at 2:11 AM
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