I'm privileged in that regard ECT, since I live a short walk to Beachy Head I've been up there many times with a nice phatty and walked the same route as Daniels' rode that scooter, with The Who playing on the headphones. Authentic as fuck.
IF i lived that close ,im sure,given my nature, i would do that homage as well.
The old man was a mod, seen the pictures, and heard the stories from him and his mates.
they were 'modernists' not mods.
they reckon the scene was dead by '64/'65 . then they all got into people like dylan .
he reckons it was like the acid house scene ,when the acid teds came along in my era and fucking ruined everything.
anyone after 65/66 who claimed to be a 'mod' were similar to people who buy ministry of sound comps 'fucking trance anthems"and love oakenfold starry eyed suprise
he got arrested in '65 for selling purple hearts to dave dee dozy beaky mick and titch!("a bunch of cunts")
so he went on the run and lived in a cave down cornwall way for 6 months until he got flooded out.
"all that greasy hair and dirty clobber, its a disgrace"
Daniel peacock "only poofs wear laquer"
Phil Daniels "plenty of laquer for him then"
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