GUILTY
PLEASURES (Part 18)
A pale imitation of a shadow of the Bee Gees is better than no Bee
Gees at all, as they say. And like God, if the Bee Gees didn't exist
they would have to be invented. Which brings us neatly to Jive
Talkin' who, according to the Wakefield Express are the 'original
and best Bee Gees tribute act in the world'. And who would dare
argue with the Wakefield Express?
The Bee Gees, of course, were once anathema to a generation incubated
in the white heat of Punk Rock and suckled on the flaccid teats of
everything alternative when the word actually meant 'alternative' and
not just the same old shit covered in a layer of talcum powder.
Oh, how we laughed at those who took the Bee Gees seriously and who
saw them even as role models. Saturday Night Fever was in no way the
soundtrack to our lives as we vandalised the Council estates in which
we were born. Far from it. The Bee Gees were bereft of sex and drugs
and revolution and therefore held no meaning or appeal to us in the
slightest.
When the mode of the music changes, however, the walls of the city
shake. The wheel of the world keeps on turning bringing everything
eventually full circle and here we all are now and just look where
we're at. Nowadays it seems the alternative to the 'alternative' is a
Bee Gees tribute act playing at the Exmouth Pavilion for £18.50 a
ticket. Who'd have thought?
And will I be there? You bet! With my Cuban heels, my feather boa and
my open-neck shirt I'll be dancing my clogs off and strutting my
stuff til the break of dawn and the sun is shining on the cow shed.
See you on the dance floor...
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