The Midnight Special

shereads

Sloganless
Joined
Jun 6, 2003
Posts
19,242
Watched an info-mercial for a DVD release of the 1970s TV music show, "The Midnight Special."

Some great music.

But oh! the clothes. And eww! the hair.

And Bowie! the eye makeup.

Conclusion: music from the 1970's is best heard, not seen.
 
Watched an info-mercial for a DVD release of the 1970s TV music show, "The Midnight Special."

Some great music.

But oh! the clothes. And eww! the hair.

And Bowie! the eye makeup.

Conclusion: music from the 1970's is best heard, not seen.

Of course the disco crap can't even be heard without puking your guts out. Otherwise I agree. :D
 
Less so than the 1980s, though.

Hair bands *shudders* :eek:

Face it, music almost died in the 70's, Seger and Springsteen saved rock and Waylon & Willie saved country. :D
 
Last edited:
lol, I have the set and I love it! Some are quite dreadful to watch, like Blondie, but most are okay. Some are even quite interesting to see. Amii Stewart in the Cleopatra costume was awe inspiring.
 
lol, I have the set and I love it! Some are quite dreadful to watch, like Blondie, but most are okay. Some are even quite interesting to see. Amii Stewart in the Cleopatra costume was awe inspiring.

Blondie's awesome! But she can't dance, can she. I remember the show as a kid.

In Concert was also great in the 1970s and was simulcast over the radio - I'd turn up the stereo.
 
Blondie's awesome! But she can't dance, can she. I remember the show as a kid.

In Concert was also great in the 1970s and was simulcast over the radio - I'd turn up the stereo.

No, she can't and her facial expressions are a tad... blech.
 
Why did I watch an info-mercial? That's easy to explain.

It occupied a full hour before Big Brown's expected Belmont win, and my TV remote control is broken, and I had been scrubbing mildew off the deck and I knew that once I got comfy on the sofa, no way was I going to change channels.

It was worth watching for the duet between Aretha Franklin and Ray Charles.

Then Rod Stewart showed up wearing yellow satin pants so tight they seemed to have been spray-painted onto his bizarre spider-thin legs; these were accompanied by a tank top (also satin, but electric blue) in a scoop-neck style of the kind that female streetwalkers wear to show cleavage. Eww.

That part was like seeing what lives under a rock. I wanted to look away, but couldn't.

Rod Stewart, with a few musical exceptions, has always made me queasy. I'd rather be locked in a room with The Captain and Tennille jamming to "Muskrat Love" than hear Rod Stewart sing that song about deflowering a little French virgin. Nuclear Eww...Was this guy born a dirty old man?

Not all of the acts from the 70's were slaves to hideous fashion; they are the ones who don't lose their cool as they age.
 
Last edited:
I'd rather be locked in a room with The Captain and Tennille jamming to "Muskrat Love" than hear Rod Stewart sing that song about deflowering a little French virgin.

No, I take that back. It would be a tie.
 
Then Rod Stewart showed up wearing yellow satin pants so tight they seemed to have been spray-painted onto his bizarre spider-thin legs; these were accompanied by a tank top (also satin, but electric blue) in a scoop-neck style of the kind that female streetwalkers wear to show cleavage. Eww.

That part was like seeing what lives under a rock. I wanted to look away, but couldn't.

I think Richard Simmons borrowed that outfit from him. I believe he still wears it when he's Sweatin' to... well, a Rod Stewart dirty old man song.
 
I'm not a Rod Stewart fan but he does a great job with Gershwin's old songs, especially the obscure ones.

Ah! The 70s. The decade of bell bottoms, hot pants, polyester doubleknits, hot wheels, gas lines, and CB radio.
 
Why did I watch an info-mercial? That's easy to explain.

It occupied a full hour before Big Brown's expected Belmont win, and my TV remote control is broken, and I had been scrubbing mildew off the deck and I knew that once I got comfy on the sofa, no way was I going to change channels.

It was worth watching for the duet between Aretha Franklin and Ray Charles.

Then Rod Stewart showed up wearing yellow satin pants so tight they seemed to have been spray-painted onto his bizarre spider-thin legs; these were accompanied by a tank top (also satin, but electric blue) in a scoop-neck style of the kind that female streetwalkers wear to show cleavage. Eww.

That part was like seeing what lives under a rock. I wanted to look away, but couldn't.

Rod Stewart, with a few musical exceptions, has always made me queasy. I'd rather be locked in a room with The Captain and Tennille jamming to "Muskrat Love" than hear Rod Stewart sing that song about deflowering a little French virgin. Nuclear Eww...Was this guy born a dirty old man?

Not all of the acts from the 70's were slaves to hideous fashion; they are the ones who don't lose their cool as they age.

Ahhh fuck you all, (he said affectionally, and in some cases desirously... uhhh the latter not including you, JBJ) I like the hell out of Rod Stewart... but then I certainly qualify as a dirty old man as well.

I offer for your re-consideration the following lyrics and quotes from the Rod...

Lyrics

"Me and the boys thought we had it sussed
Valentinos all of us
My dad said we looked ridiculous
But boy we broke some hearts.."

(from "I was only joking")

And quotes... after the disolution of his fifth marriage, he was asked on a talk show if he would ever get married again...

"Nahhhh.... I am done with that marriage stuff.
Now I will just find a woman I don't like and give her my house"

God Bless ya Rod....

-KC
 
Ahhh fuck you all, (he said affectionally, and in some cases desirously... uhhh the latter not including you, JBJ) I like the hell out of Rod Stewart... but then I certainly qualify as a dirty old man as well.

I offer for your re-consideration the following lyrics and quotes from the Rod...

Lyrics

"Me and the boys thought we had it sussed
Valentinos all of us
My dad said we looked ridiculous
But boy we broke some hearts.."

(from "I was only joking")

And quotes... after the disolution of his fifth marriage, he was asked on a talk show if he would ever get married again...

"Nahhhh.... I am done with that marriage stuff.
Now I will just find a woman I don't like and give her my house"

God Bless ya Rod....

-KC

Tonight's the Night was about a virgin?

*swoon*

What can I say - I love dirty old men.
 
Or worrying that one of those teensy-thin legs might snap.

Bwahahaha :D I was more worried he was going to kick someone, dancing so spasmodically around the stage. I really think I would enjoy his songs, if someone else sang them.
 
Recording a show on VH1CL at the moment, The Last Waltz, three hours , with Robbie Robertson, Ringo Starr, Muddy Waters. 1978, The Band's 1976 farewell concert including Joni Mitchell, Bob Dylan, Neil Young, Van Morrison, Eric Clapton, Muddy Waters...

A little different view of the era...

Amicus...
 
Why did I watch an info-mercial? That's easy to explain.

It occupied a full hour before Big Brown's expected Belmont win, and my TV remote control is broken, and I had been scrubbing mildew off the deck and I knew that once I got comfy on the sofa, no way was I going to change channels.

It was worth watching for the duet between Aretha Franklin and Ray Charles.

Then Rod Stewart showed up wearing yellow satin pants so tight they seemed to have been spray-painted onto his bizarre spider-thin legs; these were accompanied by a tank top (also satin, but electric blue) in a scoop-neck style of the kind that female streetwalkers wear to show cleavage. Eww.

That part was like seeing what lives under a rock. I wanted to look away, but couldn't.

Rod Stewart, with a few musical exceptions, has always made me queasy. I'd rather be locked in a room with The Captain and Tennille jamming to "Muskrat Love" than hear Rod Stewart sing that song about deflowering a little French virgin. Nuclear Eww...Was this guy born a dirty old man?

Not all of the acts from the 70's were slaves to hideous fashion; they are the ones who don't lose their cool as they age.

Stop making me laugh.

I almost spit out my rum!

:eek:
 
Back
Top