"I Wish It Could Be 1965 Again!" Because for a while there we did! Wish it was 65 or 66 or 67. Well, anything but 1980 it seems. The Mod movement in Melbourne was starting to move along with scooters appearing fast and furious. Especially when the South Melbourne council decided to sell off all their Rabbit scooters that were scooped up by several Mods who couldn't afford or get their hands on a Lambretta or a Vespa. We looked for sixties suits and shoes in Charity Shops at a time when they were full of cool stuff. I was dressed totally in second-hand clothes. Where else could you get button-down shirts?We were listening to soul and ska and the new Mod bands from the UK. My band had morphed from a pop punk band into a Mod band without bothering to change our name.
And with the action starting to gather speed, this record came out. For some, it was just a joke. Which was not helped by the horrible front cover. Luckily on the back, they looked cool. But for a few of us, it was a party record summing up our new strange experience of digging up the past. In retrospect, it fits more into the scene about to happen with the paisley brigade of the early eighties and bands like the Hoodoo Gurus. But I loved this album It was a three-minute of everything cool about the sixties. California style.
I loved this record. It is jam-packed with great songs.
One weekend a few years back I bought a surfboard at a garage sale. Maybe my band should do a similar pose to the cover.
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