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August 2007 > Week 55
DJ Mike ReadW.O.L.D - Harry Chapin

Mawkish story-in-song about a fading, love-lorn radio Disc Jockey who's married to the airwaves... he's forty five going on fifteen, it's twenty to five and here's Don Henley with the Boys of Summer. Stay tuned for the accumulator quiz...

W.O.L.D is from a simpler time when the DJ was a respected figure; fit for mythologising in song and worthy of the respect of 'the kids'. That era officially ended at the Radio One Summer Roadshow on Plymouth Hoe in 1988 when DJ Mike Read stepped in and chastised the young audience for throwing beer cans at the Moody Blues.

The words I dread hearing the most are... "I DJ. I've got some decks. We're thinking about putting on a 'night'"... I reply, "Oh really? And I breathe f*cking air"

Plymouth Hoe 1988: the Police move in when the Lady Mayoress is hit in the face with a can of Norseman Bitter.

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LUV 48 Crash - Suzi Quatro

Leather-clad tomboy and Dad's sweetheart Suzi Quatro climbs glam rock's treehouse and gets a bloody nose in a some sort of 'silk sash bash' incident.

After she hit the UK charts with a string of Chapman/Chinn-produced singles, Quatro played rock singer Leather Tuscadero in Happy Days.

I've calculated that I wasted three whole years of my young life watching Happy Days...

That breaks down as six months watching the two-part episode where the Fonz jumps his motorbike over some dustbins (Oooooo!), a year staring at the screen while Potsie sang Splish-Splash for the two hundredth time...

And I could have read a good book or learnt the piano to Grade 2 level in the time I squandered watching the 'dream sequence' episode from the eighth series... the one where they're all in the Wild West.

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If it's ever been on K-Tel or Ronco, it's in. If it features hand claps, cow bells, syrupy orchestration, walls of sound, wrecking crews, sha-la-las, toothy teen idols, candy-based metaphors for carnal acts or lyrics about hugging, squeezing and rocking all night long, it's in.

Val Kilmer in the Saint... master of disguise, and all of them look like Burt Reynolds



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