Tuesday, 17. June 2008, 22:14:21
Sitting here in a late hour fiddling about on Youtube - modern man's village well where the world gather to freshen up and share experiences.
This evening I am thinking about all the distant crushes on women I've had through time. Distant crushes in the form of women I've got to know through mass media. And thinking about it, there's a long line of those. Hey!, I said to myself - could this not develop into a new series here on Allan's Weblog?
Hell, yes it could - and it will.
I found out that I didn't have to search around more than a few minutes before I discovered - or rather rediscovered - old movie-clips, music-videos and other goodies I remember from throughout my life. Videos featuring the wild, exciting, adorable, beautiful, day-dream-generating mass-media-exposed females I've come across from my earliest teens to the present day.
At this stage, in order to launch this little project of mine chronologically, I leaned back in my chair and began thinking back. Way back. Back to the time when I was thirteen years of age and still living in my parent's house. I remembered my room on the first floor in our one-family house. My stereo set I bought with the money I earned from delivering newspapers in the neighbourhood. My big Bang and Olufsen open-reel tape recorder, which I used to record music shows from the radio. I remembered how I would listen to music alone and together with friends. I was into music indeed. It was like I'd just discovered that there was something like music present in the world - and it was not the music my parents heard.
At thirteen I was beginning to make my own way in the world - and I used rock music as the tool.
I remembered the posters hanging on the wall in my room. Posters I'd got from magazines. Posters of Deep Purple, Led Zeppelin, The Sweet, Slade - that sort of stuff.
And I particularly remembered the poster which made my heart beat a bit faster. Not just because this poster was about rock and me liking the music a lot. It was also, or rather, because the woman playing the bass on the poster wore black leather, was beautifully looking, was "A Wild One" and was everything I strangely desired at the time. I had seen her on TV, too - and man she was wild.
I was thirteen, and I was daydreaming. Now, this is supposed to be a decent weblog, so I will not be all too explicit about these daydreams of mine - but I reckon they weren't much different from many other boys' daydreams then - and now.
The girl on the poster was Suzie Quatro. She wore black leather, she pumped the bass, she was wild and uncontrollable and I was in love.
In the following video, which I remember having seen on the telly back then, her song rang a million bells in me. She was singing it to me - personally. At least that was what I imagined.
Go on in order to watch her perform, and maybe also think back to the time of your first mass-media crush.
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