Several months ago, I published a post on old newspaper movie ads which contained both family oriented films side by side with explicitly adult films. There's just something funny about seeing an like the one above from a 1972 Bangor newspaper, which has Snow White right alongside Twins of Evil and Hands of the Ripper.
So, here's just a few newspaper artifacts from when the Love Generation ruled the cinema. Adult films riding shotgun with family matinees. I promise you, they are not cut and pasted together. Enjoy.
In 1982 there was actually a video game called "Outhouse". It was made for the TRS-80 and basically was a game about stopping people from using up all your toilet paper. It was the dawn of the video game revolution, the prospects were limitless, the future full of possibilites.... and they make a video game about preserving toilet paper?
Labels: vintage technology
A while back, I watched the John Waters movie, A Dirty Shame, and was struck by the soundtrack which contained extremely bawdy music from the 1950s and 60s. I mean these songs weren't even subtle. You hear stories about how "I Want to Hold Your Hand" by The Beatles was scandalous - and yet here's these songs from ten years earlier which would make Barry White blush.... okay, maybe not, but you get my point.
Anyway, I soon discovered there was quite a market for dirty music back in the day - it just wasn't played on the radio. All of the ones I uncovered were pretty awful - obviously not meant to be appreciated for their musicianship as their ability to turn a risque phrase and lay it between the lines.
Labels: bad songs
I just read through Entertainment Weekly's lackluster "greatest characters of the last twenty years" and was less than impressed. I mean, not only were the choices ridiculous (i.e. Amanda from Melrose Place), but the concept itself is just horrible. They actually have Gollum from The Lord of the Rings alongside Cher from Clueless.
Far be it from me to knock lists - I love lists. Even though they're just a worthless collection of opinions, they are often fun to read.... and even more fun to compile. So, as lame and witless as EW's list was, it did inspire me to come up with one of my own: The Top 25 Badasses of All Time.
I realize some of these are pretty obscure, but they stand out in my head as big time badasses nonetheless. I am sure I missed some obvious ones. So, not only will I not be offended if you dog cuss me for leaving a good one out, I would be extremely appreciative of any contributions you could add. (No, pretty boy James Bond did not make the cut - this was not an oversight). So, here they are....(drum roll please)
- Blondie (Clint Eastwood - The Good, the Bad and the Ugly)
- Lt. Aldo Raine (Brad Pitt - Inglorious Basterds)
- Philo Beddoe (Clint Eastwood - Every Which Way but Loose)
- Harry Callahan (Clint Eastwood - Dirty Harry)
- Jack Carter (Michael Caine - Get Carter)
- Captain Kirk (William Shatner - Star Trek)
- The Bride (Uma Thurman - Kill Bill Vol. 1)
- Paul Kersey (Charles Bronson - Death Wish)
- John Shaft (Richard Roundtree - Shaft)
- Lee (Bruce Lee - Enter the Dragon)
- Jules Winnfield (Samuel L. Jackson - Pulp Fiction)
- Black Dynamite (Michael Jai White - Black Dynamite)
- Marv (Mickey Rourke - Sin City)
- Coffy (Pam Grier - Coffy)
- Bud White (Russell Crowe - L.A. Confidential)
- Gator McClusky (Burt Reynolds - White Lightning)
- Youngblood Priest (Ron O'Neal - Superfly)
- Dae-su Oh (Choi Min-Sik - Oldboy)
- Heinz Klett (Raymond Harmsdorf - Bloody Friday)
- King Leonidas (Gerard Butler - 300)
- Tony Montana (Al Pacino - Scarface)
- Ash (Bruce Campbell - Evil Dead II)
- Black Belt Jones (Jim Kelly - Black Belt Jones)
- Billy Jack (Tom Laughlin - Billy Jack)
- Cesare Cardinali (Alex Cord - Stiletto)
Here's another dozen or so glimpses inside the 1970s home.... a time when a chair swing was perfectly okay sitting right in the middle of your living room.
I must confess, I love the 70s style - it was so unique and daring. Sure, its colors were either ultra-brown or loud and obnoxious - but that's part of the charm. It's easy to dismiss as tacky; but, with an open mind, it was really interesting and fun.
Labels: The Vintage Home
I scanned this from a book called Health Safety & Manners (1983). I don't know about you, but I love my kids dearly and feel they are good kids.... but they have never, not once, followed the rules above.
Are you kidding me? Not only do my kids break that rule, but every kid I've ever seen in the grocery store does the same thing. They are all bitching, whining, begging, and just talking incessantly. Are kids today more badly behaved than 27 years ago.... or is this just an example of wishful thinking back in the early eighties?"I walk quietly beside my mother"
"I do not handle things on the shelves"Ummmm. Once again, this is just not happening at any of the grocery stores I've visited. Their grubby hands are all over everything in every aisle. Again I ask - was this a fantasy world, or have things changed that much? Personally, I think they were better behaved back then. My memory is not perfect, but I don't think kids were quite like they are today in public places.
Read on to gaze in wonder at a few more pages from Health, Safety, & Manners. Enjoy.
Labels: vintage scan
Believe it or not, the image above is from an old Texas Tech yearbook. Every year throughout the 70s, the yearbook would feature their annual Playmate who'd be featured in some seductive mock Playboy cover. Can you imagine this in a yearbook put out today?
Anyway, upon seeing this, I was inspired to throw a few more images your way featuring women and wheels - i.e. cars, motorcycles, scooters, auto parts, etc. Enjoy.
Here's a sort of grab-bag of bad fashion from the 1970s, and a few from the 60s. Most of these I didn't scan myself, but swiped from places like ebay and various forums, etc. I certainly prefer to provide my own content, but sometimes it's just fun to take a look at what other people have uncovered.
I say this nearly every Bad Fashion post, but let me reiterate one more time: I actually love the fashions of both the 60s and the 70s. Sure, they're fun to point and laugh at, but that's only because they took risks, and just rolled with it. Today, we almost have an absence of fashion - there will not really be much to point and laugh at in the ensuing decades. I can promise you that posts on fashion from the 90s and 00s will be very boring posts indeed. Having nothing to point and laugh at in the decades to come isn't necessarily something to be proud of.
So, go ahead and laugh your ass off at some of these pictures. I sure did. However, know that, in a way, their hideousness is a badge of honor.
Labels: vintage style
Super 8 film was originally intended for amateur filmmaking; however, cinematic releases were also available in this format for home viewing during the late sixties, and throughout the seventies. The ads proclaim "the world of home movie magic, right in your own living room!"
My bleak formative years no doubt led to a very dark period. I abandoned hopes in a future in the culinary arts and began writing poetry and taking massive doses of hallucinogens. My first published work is pictured below. It's out of print, but still can be found on ebay and Amazon from used booksellers.
To demonstrate how little I know about needlecraft, I thought Columbia Minerva was the woman on the cover. Turns out, it's a corporation specializing in yarn and how-to needlework books. Personally, I cannot operate a needle - I couldn't sew a button if a gun was to my head. However, I do have a strange fascination with vintage needlecraft books. Go figure.
The reason I'm fond of them is that they are perhaps the best sources of vintage fashion out there, along with catalogs and old magazines. If there's one thing I've learned from hundreds of trips to hundreds of flea markets, it's that women hang on to their cookbooks and needlecraft literature - making these two items abundant. Whereas, women threw out their old catalogs and magazines, making these vintage articles harder to come by.
Anyway, here's a few scans from the needlework booklet pictured above, published in 1968. I particularly like this one because the photographs are so colorful, crisp and clear - plus, the fasions are very (ahem) interesting.
Labels: needlework a go go
Mix equal parts Austin Powers and Bram Stoker and you get Dracula A.D. 1972 - a wonderful admixture of Hammer horror and Swingin' Shaggin' London. It's both groovy and Gothic, and highly entertaining. At times you'll think you're watching a blaxploitation flick - the soundtrack is funky and Drac is the ultimate pimp. At other times it's classicly Gothic, with dark castles and late night seances. Indeed, Dracula A.D. 1972 has one foot in classic Hammer horror and the other in the funktastic 1970s, makes this a rare treat.
What a ridiculously deceptive headline! You'd think this would actually be interesting: perhaps Williams had to engage in gay sex with the producer of Happy Days to get the part as Mork. Nope. The truth behind the headline is much, much less interesting. After Robin split up with his girlfirend in New York, he moved to California to get away - thus enabling him to have opportunities as an actor..... Jeez What a let down.
I hate to diverge from the retro oriented topics; however, I can't help but mention our experience on the utterly destroyed beaches on the Gulf. The Gilligan family is vacationing in my favorite part of the country, The French Quarter. We decided to stop by the beach en route and were highly disturbed by what we saw.
The pristine white beaches are brown with turd shaped globs and big waves of peanut butter-like crap. That's my daughter, Naomi, in the picture above. She was highly disturbed by what she saw. It's one thing to see it on television, quite another to stand amid the destruction.
You pick a problem, there was once a comic book about it. Venereal disease, drugs, pregnancy, smoking, bicycle safety, poison, communism.... you name it, there was a comic for it. Comics with Problems is an excellent site with scans from many oftentimes hilarious public service comic books. The illustration above is from Danny and the Demon Cycle (1972).
So, I'm on a nice long vacation and I've got plenty of time to watch the tube. I'm suddenly faced with a question - do I spend my time watching a rather exciting Celtics - Lakers NBA Finals or do I watch what the entire rest of the planet is watching - the World Cup?
Here on Retrospace, I like to look at things from a historical-cultural perspective, and so the real question is why is everybody else watching soccer and we Americans are watching basketball? Why did soccer never catch on here in the States?
A few theories: (1) There's very little scoring, and Americans need lots of stuff for the ESPN highlight reel, (2) many Americans suffer from a superiority complex - in other words, who gives a shit about France and Brazil, the only rivalries that count are within the US of A, and (3) it's just too damn late - it's not easy to get 290 million people to become soccer fans, when they've already invested themselves in football, baseball and basketball.
That's my two cents. If you've got any theories, I'd like to hear them. Go Celtics!
Back in the 70s, your goal (mainly women) was to get as brown as your skin would permit. Sun BLOCK or sun screen was basically nonexistant. You wanted to amplify your rays - SPF numbers hovered around 2, 4 and 8. Women typically lathered on Crisco and baby oil to get that deep baked look.
As I spray my SPF 50 on the kids and apply the SPF 30 to my shoulders, I reflect on how times have changed. Many of my children's friends aren't even allowed to play outside without sun block! Of course, no one wants skin cancer... but there's something to be said for having a "healthy glow". Right or wrong, I personally feel healthier when I've got a tan - perhaps it's healthier to be pale and pasty, but I'm a true believer in the old school 70s motto that Brown Is Beautiful.
Take a minute, if you have time, to check out some old advertisements from the golden age of the tan. Enjoy.
After several years of posting nearly every single day, I still haven't tried a single reader's poll. The primary reason: I think polls are just a lame waste of time.... but, I must say I can't help but try it at least once.
Sitting by the pool, I was reading a Rue Morgue magazine (their recent 100th issue) where they discuss the changes in horror movies over the duration of the magazine's circulation of thirteen years. It got me thinking - what decade was the best for horror movies? Not surprisingly, I'm partial to the seventies, but it's not really a "no brainer". There were some damn good horror flicks in the 60s and 80s.
I certainly don't want to sway the poll results, but I feel the 90s were the absolute low point in horror. However, I've been very pleased with the horror in the 2000s - other than the lousy remakes (The Omen, Nightmare on Elm Street, Halloween, etc.) and the torture porn (Hostel, Saw, etc.). I absolutely loved Drag Me to Hell, Trick or Treat, The Grudge and Planet Terror.
So, I encourage you to place your vote on the sidebar to the left. I'm actually curious how this'll turn out. You'll notice there's no option to choose decades prior to the 60s - fans of those old Universal horror movies feel free to curse me under your breath. I feel your pain.
The Hudson Brothers Razzle Dazzle Show was an awful Saturday morning program that aired in 1974 and 75. It had a lot of similarities to Krofft productions in that it was both surreal and cheesy.
The brothers were actually decent musicians and had achieved a degree of chart success in the late sixties and early seventies. But their real claim to fame is brother Bill (on the left in the image below), who was one of the biggest playboys of his day.
Labels: Saturday morning TV
Click the icon below to view 38 pages from various catalogs from 1968 through 1975. These are scans from catalogs like Montgomery Wards and JC Penney. Enjoy..... and, your welcome.
Note: to view the images full size, you have to click the word "link" on the left side of the slideshow. This takes you to the Flickr set..... pain in ass, I know. I promise to not use this slideshow creator next time.
I will be going on a 2 and a half week vacation in a couple days, and I just picked out some books to read poolside. I've never taken a vacation for two consecutive weeks; at least not in the past fifteen years. So, I'm really looking forward to having the time to relax and read. I'll have a laptop with me, so I can still post on Retrospace - but it will be in a Margarita fueled haze, so forgive me if I sound incoherent in the next few weeks. Plus, I'll be in close quarters with my kids day and night, so there may be an added element of stress and tension in my writing.
Enough, about me and my freaking awesome vacation.... back to the books. When I returned home with a sack full of trashy paperbacks, my wife commented on my decline in taste over the past few years. You see, I was quite the book snob once upon a time. I never read anything but "quality literature" for years and years: Kafka, Steinbeck, Hawthorne, etc. What the hell happened to me? Here's a few of the books to read this vacation (plus The Minnesota Connection shown above) ...
Labels: vintage reads
I'll be honest with you - I'm not a big fan of meat. A few years ago, I lived out in the country somewhat near a factory farm for chickens. Almost every day I'd get behind a truckload of those sick, bloated creatures. It turned my stomach.
That's not to say that meat couldn't be disgusting back in the day. Here's a few examples of hideous meat creations from yesteryear. Enjoy!
Labels: food and drink
I must admit, I was a little surprised to learn Victoria's Secret was around in 1977. Evidently, they started that year in a San Francisco shopping center. They also put out a mail order catalog in '77 which has been lovingly scanned for your viewing pleasure at Yeeeeee.
You may recognize the model in the picture above. That's Melody Anderson from Flash Gordon, who was also featured here in a Foxy Ladies post. I don't know about you, but I find that rather interesting.
Labels: Vintage Catalogs
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Remember when playgrounds were fun? Sure, there was a pretty good chance you'd be scalded by a hot metal slide, or walk away with tetanus, but that's what memories are made of.
At my children's school, there is literally a sign that reads "NO RUNNING ON THE PLAYGROUND". I swear I am not making that up. Plus, they've stripped it of all the "dangerous" playground equipment. There's no merry-go-round, no jungle gym, no monkey bars.... boooooring. My kids literally do not know what a see-saw is.
And it's not just our kids' school. My wife is a teacher and she says it's like this in a lot of places. She doesn't know the last time she's seen a merry-go-round. Kinda sad really.
I remember my school playground had a metal ladder "wall" that I swear went up three stories - it didn't connect to a slide or anything. It was literally a ladder to the sky - I remember thinking the oxygen was thinner at the top. One false move and I'd have been a fleshy colored stain on the asphalt.
Maybe I'm a bad parent, but I'd let my kids play on a slide that wasn't fully encapsulated and made of soft plastic. If they got cut, scraped, burned, or bruised, I'd give them a hug and let them go back to play - it wouldn't be the end of the world for chrissake.
I'm constantly stumbling upon good quality scans of all kinds of vintage items: comics, catalogs, advertisements, magazines, etc. Taking the time and effort to scan a catalog or magazine can be quite an undertaking, so it's only right that these selfless bloggers get the credit they deserve. After all, these items may be lost to the depths of time were not for their acts of digital preservation.
So without further ado, here's the first addition to The Vintage Preservation Collection