Hardcore
Teds hated skiffle, the acceptable face of youth, patronized by vicars,
teachers and youth club leaders. After playing at a community hall the West
Side Skifflers from the Methodist Church were ambushed by twenty Teds. 'We want
rock 'n' roll not skiffle' they shouted as they beat the group with their own
instruments … the demand for rock 'n' roll never went away. DJ Tony Blackburn
was sent a razor-blade sandwich through the post, accompanied by a message
threatening to shove it down his throat if he didn't play a rocking record ... The
arrival of rock 'n' roll changed the atmosphere of the dance halls. The music
was a dangerous and destructive force that worked the listener into a mindless
frenzy. The very term 'rock 'n' roll' was slang for sexual intercourse ... During
a disturbance at a dance, girls began chanting 'We want sex, we want sex'. The
dance ended in chaos as fireworks were let off ...
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the dance floor erupted into a pornographic American Bandstand
In the dining room, Roylene
had pushed a table to one side and lined it with liquor. A girl wearing men's
pin-striped trousers and a matching man's vest with no shirt but a push-up bra
supporting impressive breasts, sat apart from the rest, eyeing me.
“You dance?” she asked
finally.
“Not well,” I
responded.
Coco and the others
giggled. Coco explained that the girl wanted to know if I was a stripper. A
former exotic dancer herself, Roylene had invited some cronies to perform at
her house for a percentage of their tips. This led them into whispered obscene
chatter - interrupted by howls of laughter - about how white girls called a
man's penis his “cock.” To them, Coco said, cock meant “pussy.”
The pretty girl in the
man's vest now slithered into a corner, where she began to strip, pelvis gently
undulating for the benefit of a frail old man in a baseball cap and a younger
man wearing a cowboy hat. The one in the cowboy hat stuck some bills in her
waistband. As we left, a woman in a red leather bra and a painted-on black
leather skirt poured herself a drink at the table, singing to herself in a
bluesy voice about how she was just a victim of the ghetto, headed nowhere.
“Sing it, Beverly!”
Roylene cried.
“I am singing it.”
The woman lifted her glass. “'Cause I sure as hell ain't goin' fuckin'
nowhere.”
Dance halls are notoriously great factors in breaking down morality
pdf (556 pages / 50MB), with thanks to the original sharer
Rubbishing all those etiquette strictures, the freedoms allowed partaken of by female swing fans also included sex. "The girls would wave at us and many of the boys in the band would motion to the girls to meet them at the stage door." Goodman remembered seeing his first jitterbug in 1934, when a dancer started to go "off his conk. His eyes rolled, his limbs began to spin like a windmill in a hurricane - his attention, riveted to the rhythm, transformed him into a whirling dervish." The Catholic bishop of Dubuque denounced swing as "evil" and "communistic": "We permit jam sessions, jitterbug and cannibalistic rhythm orgies to occupy a place in our social scheme of things, wooing our youth along the primrose path to hell." ...
Secretly attending a February 1940 dance, the Gestapo agents were horrified: "There was only swing of the worst sort. Sometimes two boys danced with one girl, bent double, with the top half of the body hanging loosely down, long hair flopping into the face, they dragged themselves round practically on their knees. The band played wilder and wilder items; none of the players was sitting down any longer, they all 'jitterbugged' on the stage like wild creatures. Several boys could be observed dancing together, always with two cigarettes in the mouth, one in each corner." The swings' lifestyle reversed almost every Nazi tenet. Instead of uniformity, they proclaimed difference; instead of aggression, overt sexuality.
carrying the recognised weekend kit, purple hearts and contraceptives
epub or mobi, with thanks to the original sharer
Almost from the beginning there was a distinction between the more
extravagant stream, attracted to the frothy world of the boutiques, the camp,
the flotsam of the art school followers. They were very different from the
sterner group, with their wide jeans, old army anoraks or combat jackets,
canvas shoes. These were the ones who, on their Corgis or Lambrettas, were
thought to be involved in the clashes with the Rockers at the resorts. In fact,
by 1964-5, the so-called Mod was hardly recognizable. Leaving aside such groups
as the beats, the Rockers themselves and the Anglicized plastic flower
children, youth workers at Brighton could distinguish at least between the scooter
boys (dressed in plain but smart trousers and pullovers, plus anoraks, often
trimmed with fur; usually uninterested in violence, but involved with the law
in a range of driving offences); the hard Mods (wearing heavy boots, jeans with
braces, short hair, the precursors of the Skinheads, usually prowling in large
groups with the appearance of being jumpy, unsure of themselves, on the
paranoic edge, heavily involved in any disturbance) and the smooth Mods
(usually older and better off, sharply dressed, moving in small groups and
usually looking for a bird).
The Mods and Rockers division was
ready-made for such exploitation, and commercial interests were able to widen
this division by exaggerating consumer style differences between the two
groups. Special Mod boutiques; dance halls and discotheques were opened, a book
was published called Dances for Mods and
Rockers, and in at least one large dance hall in South London, a
white-painted line was drawn in the middle of the floor to separate the Mods
and Rockers. Consumer goods were advertised using the group images; some of the
very shops in Brighton which had protested about loss of trade caused by the
disturbances were selling 'The Latest Mod Sunglasses'. Clubs and coffee bars in
seaside resorts were advertised as 'The Top Mod Spot of the South' or 'The
Mods' Own Club'.
Millions are to be grabbed out here, and your only competition is idiots
Joseph
I. Breen, a professional Catholic who headed the Hays Office, and who had not
yet seen a page of the script that Casey Robinson was writing, interrupted all
this planning by forbidding the entire project. In a lengthy memo to Wallis, he
began by complaining of “illicit relations” between various characters, and “much
loose sex everywhere.” And there was a “sadistic characterization” of a doctor,
that villain who was to amputate Drake McHugh’s legs. “Any suggestion of sex,
madness, syphilis, illegal operations, incest, sadism, all must go,” Breen
declared. “If this picture is made . . . decent people everywhere
will condemn you and Hollywood.”
The most important part of their style is not to resemble normal people
epub or mobi
"They preferred
the pleasures of nightlife, sensuality, and costume to sanctioned youth
activity … bad actors and devotees of the arts of crap shooting, gin drinking,
loud talk, rug cutting, and zoot suiting … a degenerate exhibition of youthful
mass hysteria which began on Broadway with hundreds of them writhing, twitching
and howling gibberish to the horrible squeals and squawks of the jive
bands ... Young men
arrested for loitering were ordered by a judge to cut their duck-tail hair
styles and surrender their zoot suits."
"Give us kids
something SIGNIFICANT to do. Give us jobs in something besides car-laundries
and shoe-shine parlors. Give us GOALS that we can work for, stop dangling
before our eyes all the glamor of American life in your movies, your
advertisements, and your radio programs, at the same time as you tell us that
we can't have any of it because we are 'wops,' or 'dagoes,' or 'niggers.'"
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