It’s Friday . . . Let’s Dance

As I mentioned before during the late 80’s I had a few scooters and was part of a scooter club. At that time there were 5 or six clubs within a twenty mile radius of where we lived with numbers ranging from 7 to 8 (our club) to some with more than 20 members.

Every so often clubs would organise dances if they could find a venue willing to host one of these nights. Not as easy as you would think , as these functions fuelled by testosterone and beer frequently ended up in violence between rival clubs, NF skins or more often than not locals looking for a rammy to end the night and scooterists being what they were, only too happy to oblige.

I was in Aberdeen at the time when a friend called and asked if I fancied coming down for the weekend as our club was organising a dance, oh and could I bring some records as I would be djing.

I had been to a few scooterist nights and knew enough of their tastes to know that I had the soul, punk and 80’s indie records covered but would have to borrow some psychobilly to keep the nutters happy.

The night was going well I had dropped the relevant northern stompers, punk classics and a couple of Meteors and Cramps tunes. I decided it was time to delve into the box of the latest things I had been buying, which I had been played at the Pelican Club in Aberdeen and educate the scooterists. Bad move. Within a minute of the song that I am posting today starting I had cleared the dance floor and was being pinned against the wall by a particularly upset Globetrotter (an infamous scooter club from Glasgow who prided themselves on their thuggish reputation) who told me in no uncertain terms what would happen to me if I didn’t get “that gay pish” off.

Needless to say no more House music was played that night or at any other scooter nights I attended until about 18 months later when the Madchester hype began and the nights were full of baggy anthems and selected House tracks.

Marshall Jefferson – Move Your Body (House Music Anthem)

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7 Responses to It’s Friday . . . Let’s Dance

  1. Simon says:

    Great story. I always forget the psychobilly element to the scooterist side. So camo trousers, MA1 covered in beer mats and DMs was that you then?

  2. drew says:

    Levi 501’s, Green MA1 no patches or beer towels, ox blood DM shoes and a flat top.We had loads of psychobilly types, only 1 mod in our club, they tended to have their own clubs.

  3. swissadam says:

    There was always a lone mod. Any goths?

  4. Simon says:

    I was the last person I knew to still look like a Mod for quite some time. Thankfully things like 501s and DMs and MA1s became part of the mainstream, so I just let my hair grow…I was the lone mod amidst a crowd of goths at one point. But only because the goth girls were better looking than any of the other girls I knew.

  5. Davy H says:

    Meanwhile…bit by bit my vocabulary builds; I am now able to assemble whole phrases – ‘It’s too dreich for a rammy’. Nice one!

  6. drew says:

    We did not tolerate goths, far too bloody miserable.You know what they say Davy, “every day’s a school day”.

  7. Simon says:

    You could forgive Amanda for being miserable when she looked like Kate Bush.

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