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Oops! Senior moment.

TWO FAT HAIRY SCOOTER BOYS - A case of two fat ladies meets two hairy bikers. Scooter boys talk bollocks whilst travelling round on their scooters. Auditions everywhere NORTHERN BIG BROTHER - Some Soul fans, Northern Soul fans, Rare soul fans, Handbag dancers, Wheelites, Torchites, Wiganites, Mecca boys, Cleethorpers, 100 clubbers, OVO fans, collectors and dealers are locked in Big Brother's house together. Winner is the last man or woman in the house, on their own, and they stay there forever - alone!

Taj Mahal and Bobby Womack got nothing from Rod Stewart for nicking two licks and sticking them together - he gave it to charity https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hphwfq1wLJs https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K_XBXtkd76k https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ILZjZ85mASk=50s

Now, now Kegsy; behave yourself

Now that we are officially the lowest form of life on the musical planet, and will sell our arse for a couple of shredded-wheat or a pair of ruby slippers, I thought we should brainstorm some ideas to see what other opportunities we could come up with to help the "creative" folk exploit us a bit more. Here's just a few of my ideas, feel free to chip-in with your money makers folks TOP-GEAR - Contestants are given unmarked capsules and taken to a dark dancehall. Points are awarded for who can dance longest, who can guess the real time and bonus points for identifying the drug in the capsule. THE NORTHERN VOICE - Contestants have to listen to music from the top 500 and guess if it is performed by American artists or British wannabee's. STRICTLY COME NORTHERN - Z-list celebrities are tutored in the ancient art of N.Soul dancing by lads and lasses that can "still move a bit". SCRAPHEAP CHALLENGE - Contestants are given £50 to spend on e-bay on records and clothes. Records are then auctioned by Manship. Winner is the one with the baggiest baggies and the most money left.

£3.74 Kindle version folks. Get in there!

https://youtu.be/J3Ei0GoRiu0

Kicks?

Not my fave' but got to be up there! https://youtu.be/tBjGESyemrQ

AAARRRGGGHH! You said Bruce Lee kicks

Craig Charles is such a *&Y^%^%£%&*&%£*&%"£^*&^(*&

I designed the badge

1974 found four copies of The Night on Oldham market, ten pence each.

As an old friend used to say "If that's Motown, my dick's a kipper!"

Big at The Wheel - I think he even appeared there.

Go on then, I'll bite. It wasn't a hit and musically it's erm................................

I don't think charting stopped too many sounds, Esther's What a difference was massive. My fave was Don covey - Better to have. I think it was played as an oldie but deserved a contemporary play. BTW Bo and Ruth - absolute class sound.

The day 21/02/2015 will go down in history as the day that Northern Soul "Jumped the shark". That a N. Soul version of a childrens book should be contemplated, let alone go into production - apparently with support from some local soul fans - shows to what depth our music has now sunk. Hard on the heels of a man dressed as a clown, in an advert promoting a breakfast cereal for a multi-national corporation, and many so called fans complaining about the only honest attempt so far at portraying our early "scene" to have hit the big screen. N. Soul is now an old whore to be used and abused by anybody looking for an angle to flog their wares - aided and abetted by a seemingly inexhaustible stream of talking heads and "dancers", keen to get their fifteen minutes in. We are being asked to fork out £80 for a collection of CD's, a "project" which could have easily been done for less than half that amount because - let's face it - we all have the tracks, it's the back story that is interesting. Any minute now I expect to see a character in Viz; Billy Baggies, He's a northern wiz 'e is. We are mainstream, we are commercial, we are not special anymore. We have been assimilated. It was nice while it lasted but all we have now is our memories. See you in ASDA - in the N. Soul section.

I'm going outside now. I may be sometime.

Great read, should be Hall of Fame surely? Here's one of my memories. So, it's Saturday morning, 1974 'ish, and the postman arrives with my "Soul Bowl" purchase. Risk running downstairs in my undies to grab it as soon as possible. Back up to the room, un-stick the mailer and behold the record. It was sssoooooo precious to me I just held it in my hands like a formula-one car steering wheel. Oooops! I snapped the record. It had cost me about £3, a lot of money for a fifteen year old schoolboy. Get dressed, run to the phone box, phone Soul Bowl. "The record you sent me is broken. Is there any chance you have another?" (little did I know that they had loads and were trickle feeding them). They said it was unusual for records to be broken in the post and I said I appreciate that but?.......they sent me a replacement. It was "Cool off"on orange Pameline and it was my pride and joy.

Maybe they could do a "James Brown" - fried, dyed and laid to the side

Yeeeeeeeeeee Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar, Wooooooooooop Wooooooooop. Well done to all.

Might be missing the point here, but you seem to be saying that because bootlegging is ilegal in the USA, then the pressing is being done elsewhere. I thought that your country had a long and noble tradition of breaking the law when it came to making money from ilegal practices. You even organised it into syndicates didn't you?

My sisters used to go to The Wheel, etc, and they used to argue about reggae v's soul music but most of the mod's sort of disappeared from round our way by the early seventies. I was still at school in '73 when I first went to Wigan and I was in a minority of two from a school of about six hundred. All the other folk were into Bowie or metal, with the girls following the chart drivel. On the bus from Rochdale there would be about ten or so of us, with possibly the same amount going by train or car. The bus picked up a few from Heywood and Bury and by the time the last bus left Bolton for Wigan it would be pretty full. When I left school in '75 I went to Bolton College on day-release with about a dozen other apprentices - not one of them was a soul fan - and mainly, they were into football, not music. I lived on a large council estate and again, there was only one other soulie. We used to meet round each others houses in Rochdale to play our sounds - not just the dance tunes but also a lot of B sides and album tracks. Few of us had phones so we tended to hang-out at the same places and just go with the flow. We were definately a curiosity. I think we were seen as a throw-back to the mod's (I had a scooter) but we definitely weren't - we were pretty cool though. The hippies liked us because we were into drugs, the metal kids understood that their white bands were nicking 'our' black music and we dressed pretty smart (no silly baggies!), so we were welcome in the pubs. After a while and "This England", the numbers did begin to swell. I won't dwell too much on the 'div' argument, but let's say that there were quite a few tourists. This actually worked out well because it meant that we could start hiring pubs and clubs and have our own local scene, which helped bring people together and raise interest among other locals. Also, if you wanted to fill a car to Sheffield or Alfreton, or St Ives it was a lot easier. I went to the last night at Wigan and was glad it closed, it had become a terrible place. Selling trousers and space in the record bar, I'm surprised they weren't selling sticks of Casino Rock. I still have friends who were on that first bus with me - and they are still on the scene. I think that is fucking awesome.

Anyone feeling competitive? https://www.facebook.com/video.php?v=10153339367858574&set=vb.282275573573&type=2&theater