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The Little Book of the 1970s is a fast-paced and entertaining account of life in Britain during an extraordinary decade, as we moved from the swinging sixties to the punk-rock seventies. Here are dramas, tragedies, scandals and characters galore, all packaged in an easily readable 'dip-in' format. Witness how major national and international events impacted on the population at home, the progress made by technology and the fads and fancies of fashion and novelty. Those who lived through the decade (and are therefore experts on the subject) should find plenty to remind, surprise, amuse and inform them, while a younger generation will see how different the world of the 1970s was to the one that we inhabit today.
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In memory of Pat Herington 1946–2014
This is my fourth contribution to the Little Book of … series, and each time I find myself using this space to explain what the book is not. It is not a learned and authoritative history of the decade. Many excellent books already perform that function, as I am about to acknowledge. It is intended rather to be something you can dip into and out of, as the mood and the topic take you. It combines (in its own way) some of the subjects a serious history of the period might cover, with others that it definitely would not. Where, for example, in the Oxford History of England do they discuss the influence of glam rock or Play-Doh?
When were the 1970s? It is not as silly a question as it might appear, for the series of events that might define the decade do not fall conveniently into years starting 197-something. Francis Wheen’s excellent book about the paranoia of the decade, Strange Days Indeed, offers us several possible starting points. One definition might be when the passive utopianism of the 1960s gave way to a harder-edged reality, in which case 9 August 1969 (when actress Sharon Tate and friends were brutally murdered by Charles Manson and his disciples) or 4 May 1970 (when peaceful anti-war demonstrators at Kent State University, Ohio, were shot dead by what were presumably pro-war state troopers) might be candidates. Sports fans might settle for 9 March 1971, when Mohammed Ali was defeated by Joe Frazier (each man looking remarkably like the torch-bearer of the different sporting ideals of their respective decades). Believers in progress through technology might look to 3 April 1973 as the start of modern times, when the first hand-held mobile-phone call was made, whilst others will look back to 22 June 1971, and the opening of the Oz trial, as the start of an attempt by the establishment to claw back some of the changes wrought in the liberal (or depraved, depending on your view) 1960s.
Suffice it to say that we will not be confined by dates. If something looks as if it had an impact on the decade, whether it happened before, during or since the years concerned, it qualifies. Space, rather than chronology, is the real constraint in a book of this nature. Any serious student of the period wanting a fuller picture of the decade will also be amply rewarded by Dominic Sandbrook’s admirable volumes State of Emergency and Seasons in the Sun, or Andy Beckett’s When the Lights Went Out, to name just three of many worthy candidates.
My fundamental aim has been to provide some reminders of the decade in all its rich variety for those of us who were there and, for younger readers, to give you some clues as to why your parents turned out to be the weird old codgers that they undoubtedly are.
Stuart Hylton, 2015
Title
Dedication
Introduction and Acknowledgements
1 As Seen on TV
2 Sequins and Safety Pins: 1970s Music
3 A Decade of Disasters
4 Naughty Boys
5 Gone But Not Forgotten
6 Power to the People
7 Child’s Play: 1970s Toys
8 Sporting Heroes and Zeros
9 Two Prime Ministers
10 British Leyland
11 Conspiracy!
12 Rupert Bare: The Oz Trial
13 And Another Thing …
Copyright
Mass television ownership had been established by the 1970s. Nine out of ten of the population described viewing as a major leisure activity. But with only three channels to choose from, no video recordings and with computer games in their infancy, people were much more likely to be watching the same programmes. Thus they became part of the cement that bound the nation together, with shows like the Morecambe and Wise Christmas specials attracting audiences of well over 20 million.
The seventies were the decade of colour television. It first became available in 1967 but by 1970 only 1.7 per cent of the population had one. Colour started outselling black and white in 1974 and by the end of the decade there were over 11 million colour sets out there; only three out of ten households were still watching in monochrome. Many of those early sets were rented, since they were very expensive to buy (up to £400, or several thousands in today’s money).
To begin at the beginning, what were the tiny – and not so tiny – tots watching in the 1970s?
Captain Pugwash first appeared in black and white in the 1950s, but the colour television series ran between 1974 and 1975. It told of the adventures of Captain Horatio Pugwash and the crew of the Flying Pig. They were incompetent pirates who were constantly getting into scrapes, often involving their arch-rival, Cut-Throat Jake of the Flying Dustbin. More often than not Tom the Cabin Boy, the one member of the crew who had his wits about him, would get them out of trouble.
One of the series’ lasting claims to fame is the urban myth that the programme had characters with sexually explicit names – Roger the Cabin Boy, Seaman Staines and Master Bates. This story is thought to have originated in 1970s rag magazines, but when in 1991 the Guardian and the Sunday Correspondent reproduced it as if it were fact, John Ryan, the creator of the programme, successfully sued them.
What actually was crude about it was the animation of the series, which was done by cardboard cut-outs of the characters or other bits of the scenery being slipped in and out of shot in real time. Speech was animated by moving a piece of cardboard in front of the characters’ open mouths. The animation was almost as primitive on Ivor the Engine, except that they used stop-frame techniques to move the cardboard cut-outs. The series was produced by Oliver Postgate, and was filmed in a cowshed at his home. It tells the story of Ivor, a small green steam engine who operates on a rural railway in the ‘top left-hand corner of Wales’. His driver, nominally, is ‘Jones the Steam’ – except that Ivor, being a very wilful little engine, can travel under his own steam without human assistance, can speak, and is strongly inclined to break railway regulations. His lack of respect for the rules gets him into trouble with Dai Station, the station master, who is a stickler for them.
Ivor even sings in the Grumbly and District Choral Society, having had his whistle replaced by three organ pipes for the purpose. If you think it odd for a railway engine to be in a choir, one of the choir’s other members for a time was Idris, the red Welsh dragon. The nation’s heritage railways naturally cottoned onto Ivor. A small industrial locomotive was given a makeover to look more like Ivor and went on to make personal appearances around the country.
Stop-frame animation also featured in the series Bagpuss, produced in 1974 by Peter Firmin and Oliver Postgate. Only thirteen episodes were ever made, but in 1999 it won a BBC poll for the favourite children’s programme and in 2001 even managed to come fourth in a poll organised by the rival Channel 4. It is set in a shop (more particularly in a shop window) in late Victorian times. The shop is run by a little girl called Emily, who does not actually sell anything, but displays broken and lost objects for their owners to collect and repair. The first part of the story is told in sepia photographs, as Emily shows her latest found object to Bagpuss, a knitted stuffed cat who lives in the shop window. When Emily departs, Bagpuss and the other characters in the shop window come to life, and sepia photographs give way to stop-frame animation. The characters discuss the new object, then repair it for the owner to collect.
Very few programmes for small children have a character based on the philosopher Bertrand Russell, but Bagpuss had Professor Yaffle, played by a woodpecker bookend (an imaginative if obscure piece of casting). This clearly impressed the University of Kent, for in 1999 they awarded honorary degrees to Firmin and Postgate. The two nominees said the award was really for Bagpuss, who was subsequently to be seen in academic dress.
If Bagpuss has a Bertrand Russell character, at least The Wombles have a large library of books left behind by human visitors to their home, Wimbledon Common. They also have a leader, Uncle Bulgaria, who is an avid reader of The Times (and thus, by definition, almost an intellectual). The Wombles have their origin in a series of children’s novels, written by Elizabeth Beresford and published from 1968. They concern a race of pointed-nose furry creatures who live underground (they are everywhere, but the stories centre on those beneath Wimbledon Common).
The books turned into a children’s television series, first shown between 1973 and 1975, a series of novelty records, a feature-length film in 1977 and even a rude football chant based on a Wombles record (‘Underground, overground, wandering free, the w*****s of Manchester City are we’). But unlike many football fans, the Wombles are useful members of society. They spend their time collecting and recycling the rubbish humans leave behind. Understandably, they have a pretty low opinion of humanity (with some exceptions, such as the Royal Family – you never see Her Majesty throwing away her McDonald’s wrappings). That is why they keep well hidden from us. The name ‘wombles’ comes from a mispronunciation of ‘Wimbledon’ by one of the author’s children.
Speaking of mispronunciations, what is the link between the children’s programme The Magic Roundabout and one of the most famous French presidents? The television programme was originally French and there was a conspiracy theory in that country that it was in some way a satire of French politics. When it was remade in Britain, the central character was renamed Dougal and those same conspiracy theorists assumed that it was a none-too-subtle anglicising of the name de Gaulle.
The French series proved difficult to dub into English (particularly since the perfidious French neglected to supply the scripts along with the visuals). The BBC therefore redubbed it, using scripts written and performed by Eric Thompson (Emma’s father) which bore precious little resemblance to the originals. It went out in 441 five-minute episodes between 1965 and 1977 (in colour from 1970), drew audiences of up to 8 million and attracted a fanatically devoted following. One theory is that at least part of the adult (or more precisely, student) audience watched it while stoned and saw psychedelic implications in it that the rest of us missed.
It was a puppet show, set in a magic garden, and used stop-frame animation and a cast of colourful characters. In addition to Dougal (a grumpy terrier), they included Zebedee (a jack-in-the-box), Brian (a well-meaning but simple snail), Ermintrude (a matronly cow), Dylan (a hippy rabbit) and Florence (a young girl). The show generally used to close with Zebedee saying ‘Time for bed’, which, given that the show went out before the six o’clock news, was far too early a bedtime for any viewers other than the stoned students.
Tiswas started life on ITV in 1974 as a series of links between filler programmes such as cartoons, but soon proved more popular than the programmes it was linking and became a Saturday morning children’s programme in its own right. Hosted between 1974 and 1981 by Chris Tarrant, it also became a vehicle for Lenny Henry, Jim Davidson, John Gorman (formerly of TheScaffold group), Jasper Carrott and ventriloquist Bob Carolgees and his punk dog puppet Spit. It consisted of a mixture of film clips, pop promos and general insanity, with the audience being doused in water and anyone, including the cameramen, liable to catch a flan in the face. This latter was felt by management to set a bad example, and was nearly banned. Testament to its popularity with an adult (or, at least, fully grown) audience came from the successful tour the programme did of the university campuses.
The BBC recognised the popularity of its rival and in 1976 brought in Rosemary Gill of its Blue Peter team to revitalise its Saturday morning broadcasts. The result was The Multi-coloured Swap Shop (or just Swap Shop for short). Running from 1976 to 1982, it was presented by Noel Edmonds, with help from Keith Chegwin, Maggie Philbin and, adding a much-needed bit of gravitas, John Craven as its news and current (children’s) affairs correspondent.
The central feature of the programme (which otherwise was a familiar round of music, celebrity appearances, competitions and cartoons) was the ‘swaporama’. In this, a BBC outside broadcast unit would go to some sporting venue and children (on occasions, up to 2,000 of them) would turn up to swap their belongings. The venue would be one the BBC were going to cover for a sporting event that day in any case, making the cost of the OB team sustainable. Many other television favourites cut their teeth on the programme, including Philip Schofield, Sarah Greene, Mike Read and Andi Peters, not to mention the likes of Michael Crawford and Delia Smith, who was on hand to show the viewers how to make sausage rolls. Among its more bizarre participants were a stuffed toy dinosaur named ‘Posh Paws’ (almost Swap Shop spelt backwards) and someone called Eric, who lived among the studio rafters and used to lower the viewers’ postcards down to the presenters in a plastic ball.
Swap Shop was apparently voted the most influential show ever by industry insiders in 1999. But its competition with its ITV rival even spread to the football terraces, with supporters chanting out the names of one or other of the shows against each other.
The BBC’s venerable flagship children’s programme Blue Peter has been broadcast since medieval times (actually 1958). It was always very worthy, but rather dull and square – a bit like having your dad making a television programme for you as children (perhaps they could have called it Blue Pater?). But between 1968 and 1980 it had a commercial television rival – Magpie. This set out to be as worthy as the original (well, almost as worthy) but a bit more groovy. Instead of the likes of Peter Purves and John Noakes, its presenters included a former Radio 1 disc jockey, Pete Brady, and ex-Bond girl Jenny Hanley. It even had a genuine rock band (the Spencer Davis Group under an assumed name) to perform its signature tune. At its peak the show pulled in audience figures of 10 million.
One of the characteristics of a magpie is that it has a reputation as a thief, and one explanation of the show’s name is that it completely stole the format of its competition. Certainly, the newcomer copied many of the features of the established BBC model. Its content included items on news, science and history, but it was leavened with more on pop music and fashion. It, too, had collections for good causes, but rather than collecting postage stamps and milk bottle tops, they relieved their viewers of their (or, more likely, their parents’) hard-earned cash. Blue Peter had a steam engine named after it, so Magpie had to do the same (number 44806, now living under an assumed name on the Llangollen Railway). Blue Peter had pet dogs, and Magpie had as its mascot a pet magpie named Murgatroyd.
The competition between them could sometimes get heartfelt. Blue Peter was scripted, whereas the Magpie presenters were free to improvise. Blue Peter doyen Biddy Baxter said of their rival, ‘they used to make the presenters arse around in a way that children found extremely embarrassing, and it was just a terrible mess’. One of the Magpie team responded that if their show was messy, then Blue Peter was just sterile. No reason was ever given for Magpie’s disappearance in 1980, though there are dark rumours of some unspecified ‘boardroom politics’ being involved.
So what were the grown-ups of the 1970s watching (at least, once The Magic Roundabout and Tiswas had finished?). The decade’s viewers had mixed fortunes. Starting with comedy, on the one hand there was Terry and June, a domestic sitcom that took blandness to a new level. Terry Scott and June Whitfield played a middle-class, middle-aged suburban couple coping with everyday tribulations (in his case, often self-inflicted). It started life in 1974 as Happily Ever After. Following a change of writers in 1979, virtually nothing else changed but the name, and that for contractual reasons. The ‘new’ programme continued until 1987, despite its dismissal by the critics, and managed to achieve better viewing figures than the edgier alternative comedy shows, some of which lampooned it. The programme’s apologists (they do exist) maintain that Scott is everyman and that male viewers in particular are seeing their lives played out in a comedic version, as wife, employer, life and even inanimate objects conspire against him.
Other equally gentle, but perhaps more highly regarded and durable comedies of the period include Last of the Summer Wine, following the antics of a group of Yorkshire pensioners and Dad’s Army, following the antics of a group of Walmington-on-Sea Home Guard pensioners during the Second World War. But the decade also gave us one of the enduring classics of television comedy, Fawlty Towers (1975–79). These complex farces were faultlessly constructed and the characters superbly drawn and played; the dialogue crackles and there are memorable one-liners. Only twelve episodes were ever made.
The series is set in a Torquay hotel and based on a real-life character – apparently an unbelievably rude and snobbish man called Donald Sinclair (who John Cleese says was much worse than Basil Fawlty – apparently the staff used to lock him in his room to stop him annoying the guests). The Monty Python team stayed at his establishment and suffered at his hands, leading John Cleese (and his then wife and co-writer of the scripts, Connie Booth) to revisit the hotel and study him further. The result is Basil Fawlty, a hotel proprietor who is unbearable towards the guests, hopelessly henpecked by his wife (played by Prunella Scales) and frequently on the verge of a nervous breakdown. The character was given a trial run in a 1971 episode of Doctor at Large but the series itself nearly did not get made. The BBC executive who was shown the first script said of it, ‘This is full of clichéd situations and stereotypical characters and I cannot see it as being anything other than a disaster.’
Even Bill Cotton, the Head of Light Entertainment, could see nothing funny in the script he was shown, and it was only the fact that he trusted Cleese that made it possible for the show to go ahead. Most inexplicably of all, even the critics did not get the joke at first, having seen the televised finished result. The Evening Standard called it ‘thin and obvious’, the Listener ‘Pretty hollow’ and the Mirror headlined its review ‘Long John short on Jokes’. But, in a later poll of industry insiders organised by the British Film Institute, they voted it the greatest television programme of all time.
One way and another, we were nearly denied such classic lines as:
Basil, talking about waiter Manuel: ‘You’ll have to forgive him, he’s from Barcelona.’
Basil, advising the staff on dealing with German guests: ‘Don’t mention the war.’
Basil: ‘We used to laugh quite a lot.’
Sybil: ‘Yes, but not at the same time, Basil.’
Basil: ‘Don’t be alarmed. It’s only my wife laughing.’ (Elsewhere he likens the sound of her laughter to someone machine-gunning a seal.)
Basil: ‘Next contestant Mrs Sybil Fawlty from Torquay. Specialist subject: the bleeding obvious.’
One show, which had started controversially in the 1960s, continued on British screens until 1975 (its American offshoot was launched in 1971 and for a time topped their ratings between 1971 and 1976). Till Death Us Do Part mocked the racism and bigotry of the comedic monster Alf Garnett. Mary Whitehouse predictably missed the point and complained about the profanity of the leading character, and some even saw him as the not-very-silent voice of Britain’s silent majority, despite him invariably getting the worst of any argument.
The 1970s also gave the television audience one of the most original playwrights of that, or any other, decade. In Pennies from Heaven (1978), Dennis Potter combines real-life drama with explicit sexual activity and dark fantasies, in which the characters burst into 1930s songs, all of it coloured by an exceedingly bleak view of humanity. It is the story of Arthur Parker, a travelling sheet-music salesman, and his unhappy marriage to his repressed wife Joan (the role of Arthur made a star of Bob Hoskins). In it, he meets an innocent young schoolteacher, Eileen, who becomes pregnant by him and the plot steadily thickens and darkens thereafter. It later became a feature film and was voted twenty-first in a list of all-time greatest British television programmes in a poll in 2000.
Potter suffered from psoriatic arthropathy – a dreadful disease affecting his skin and joints – all his adult life, and it certainly coloured his view of the world. The skin complaint was a central theme of a later work, The Singing Detective, and the malaise generally influenced Brimstone and Treacle. This was produced in 1976, but not shown on television until 1987 (though it became a feature film and a stage play in the meantime). Alistair Milne, the Director General of the BBC who was instrumental in withdrawing it from broadcasting, described it as ‘brilliantly made but nauseating’. The story involves a couple who care for a physically and mentally handicapped daughter, Pattie. A mysterious young man insinuates his way into their home and ends up raping the daughter. Potter acknowledged the impact of his illness on the work: ‘I had written Brimstone and Treacle in difficult personal circumstances. [Years of illness] had not only taken their toll in physical damage but had also, and perhaps inevitably, mediated my view of the world and the people in it.’
If all this suffering were not enough, Potter would die of cancer in 1994, his final days made bearable only by a diet of brandy, liquid heroin and morphine.
But for those who liked their drama less demanding, there was always Dallas. This saga of a dysfunctional oil-rich Texas family, the Ewings, started life as a five-part mini-series. It ended up running for 357 one-hour episodes over fourteen seasons, between 1978 and 1991. In addition, the show spawned its own long-running offshoot, Knot’s Landing, which also ran for fourteen seasons. No doubt for reasons of dramatic tension, the entire extended family lived together under the same roof (South Fork Ranch) when logic told you that, with their money, they could have afforded separate homes, particularly given that everyone seemed to hate everyone else in the household. The story starts when younger brother Bobby marries Pam Barnes, a member of the family that are the Ewings’ sworn enemies. But gradually the action focuses on his corrupt and scheming elder brother, J.R., the real master at upsetting people.
The series were famous for their cliff-hangers and, when J.R. got shot at the end of the third series, there were about fifteen people in the frame with a motive for having done it. It kept viewers and betting syndicates gripped for months. (In case you were still wondering, it was J.R.’s sister-in-law, Kristin). The show is also notable for one of television’s most feeble denouements to a storyline, when the entire ninth series was written off as having been a dream on the part of Pam Ewing.
One of the show’s more unusual claims to fame is that it (allegedly) helped to bring down the communist regime in Romania. President Ceausescu allowed it to be shown there, thinking that all the feuding and back-stabbing would send out an anti-capitalist message. He could not have been more wrong. Viewers aspired to the affluence and freedoms portrayed in it (in marked contrast to their own circumstances) and it helped fuel the revolution. The pilot episode of Dallas was apparently one of the first programmes rerun on free Romanian television after Ceausescu’s execution.
It was a decade when the image of the police on television was changing. On the one hand, Dixon of Dock Green, that throwback to the 1950s and before, continued until 1976, with Jack Warner (who was eighty by the time the last series came out) and his colleagues dispensing kindly justice in an idealised and relatively gentle East London community. On the other, you had harder-edged shows like Softly Softly (1966–76) giving a good deal more realistic take on policing in the modern world, and a far more realistic view of policemen as ordinary human beings. It was set in the fictitious Bristol suburb of Wyvern.
Lest it appear that the British police had it all their own way, America gave us Starsky and Hutch, a pair of California-based detectives with their hip informant Huggy Bear. But the real star of the series was of course their car, a red Ford Torino with highly distinctive white stripes along each side (ideal for under-cover surveillance). The two stars would jump over its bonnet rather than walk around it, or drive it madly round the fictitious suburb of Bay City, where the series was set, crashing through the piles of empty cardboard boxes with which every corner of the street was evidently littered.
The cars in real life were not noted for their performance, so Ford changed the back-axle gearing on theirs to give at least some low-speed acceleration. As a result, the car had a notice on the dashboard saying ‘Do not exceed 50 m.p.h.’ for fear of over-revving the engine and blowing it up. In the pilot show, the high-performance engine noises had to be dubbed on afterwards, to get around California state environmental legislation that prevented the cars being tuned. According to the Chief Constable of Merseyside, Starsky and Hutch had a tremendous influence on his staff. Apparently all his plain clothes officers started turning up for work in sunglasses and copycat versions of the duo’s clothes. They also took to ‘driving like bloody maniacs’.
The series predictably spawned a feature-length film version and action figure dolls. And if you doubt that the car was the star, collectors now pay $30–40 each for the human action figures, whereas their model car – if you can find one – might set you back $500.
‘Jiggle TV’ was a term coined in the 1970s by an American television executive, to describe television programmes in which young ladies jiggle their moving parts for the gratification of the (overwhelmingly male) audience. A jiggle TV programme consists of the following essential elements: (1) leading roles played by glamorous and improbably pneumatic young women (some of whom were surgically enhanced for the purpose); (2) scanty costumes, which allow the jiggling to be appreciated to its greatest advantage; and (3) a plot which necessitates jiggling, and may be far-fetched but not so complicated as to distract the audience from (1) or (2). One of the best-known examples shown in Britain was Charlie’s Angels, in which three glamorous detectives investigate crimes, and where their undercover work frequently requires the angels themselves to be distinctly under-covered. Other examples include The Bionic Woman and Wonder Woman.
Jiggling was also a sub-plot in The Dukes of Hazzard, a story of good ole southern boys where the main characters’ cousin, Daisy Duke, frequently strutted her admirable stuff in order to obtain inside information or to throw pursuers off her cousins’ trail. Critics of such shows claimed that it was exploitative of, and patronising to, women. But their supporters argued that the characters the women played were not only picturesque but also smart, and that for women to break through into the previously male-dominated world of leading roles was a step forward. As to whether the women were chosen purely for their looks, it could equally be argued that most leading men did not exactly rival the elephant man in the ugly stakes. But Charlie’s Angel Farrah Fawcett was in no doubt as to the reason for her success: ‘When the show was number 3, I figured it was our acting. When it got to be number 1, I decided it could only be because none of us wears a bra.’
One British sub-group of the genre were the 1970s dance groups Pan’s People, Legs and Co. and Hot Gossip. In the days before pop videos were commonplace, programmes like Top of the Pops used dancers to interpret the hits of artists who were not available in person. They became known (and admired in certain quarters) for their risqué costumes and routines, and the fact that they were a dance troupe gave them the perfect pretext for jiggling. They knew they must be doing something right when television campaigner Mary Whitehouse called for them to be banned. One small cross they had to bear were the parodies, with (among others) Benny Hill giving the world the all-male drag act Pam’s People and the Goodies responding with the pensioner group Pan’s Grannies.
Commercially seductive as jiggling may appear, it is not an automatic guarantee of success. When ITV decided to put on one of the leading examples of the genre, Baywatch, the BBC scratched its collective head to work out what to run against the considerable charms of Miss Pamela Anderson. What they came up with was reruns of Dad’s Army. Everyone thought it was no contest, until the viewing figures came in. The final score was: Californian summer beach 7 million, 1940s Walmington-on-Sea 10 million.
For some reviewers of 1970s popular music, it is enough to divide it into three parts – punk, glam/prog rock and disco. Other more discerning analysts say this is a wholly inadequate basis for looking at the rich variety of genres that the decade threw up. However, what we have here is a little chapter in a little book of the 1970s. So all we have space for is a brief review of the biggest names of the decade (and even here, I have had to limit myself to some home-grown products, rather than the overseas imports), along with a slightly more detailed exploration of the decade’s most unique musical form. Apologies if your particular favourites are omitted, but there were a lot to choose from.
This band started life in Edinburgh in 1967 doing Beatles covers. After several changes in personnel they made their breakthrough in 1971 as the darlings of a teenage and pre-teenage fan base, with hits like ‘Bye Bye Baby’ (the biggest-selling single of 1975), ‘Shang-a-Lang’, ‘All of Me Loves All of You’ and ‘Give a Little Love’. ‘Rollermania’ was assiduously promoted, with ‘the tartan teen sensations from Edinburgh’ – with their fashion choice of half-mast tartan trousers and matching scarves – becoming one of the many groups to claim the title of ‘the greatest band since the Beatles’. Their manager summarised their appeal: ‘The kids want to be happy and go along to a concert where they can scream, wet their knickers and have a really great time … I mean, isn’t that what music’s all about?’