Kiss & Tell With The Bay City Rollers
I didn't even know this existed.
If I had, I'm certain I wouldn't have wanted it. (And Chris Jart assures me it wasn't worth it.)
I was too cool to be boy-crazy about the Bay City Rollers. (I'm not saying that I didn't have silly teen dreams or think of kissing the posters on my walls, I just didn't do this with the Bay City Rollers.)
Sure, I had the album, but who didn't love that ear worm S-A-T-U-R-D-A-Y NIGHT? (If you were a teen in '75 you had to love the "rockin' party anthem." I think it was a law or something.)
Some girls so love the boys in plaid that they swooned over I Only Want To Be With You.
In fact, I had one album (the Greatest Hits) and in the early 80's some guy I dated twice borrowed it.
Yeah, "dated" -- it's not like I let him pick me up in a bar and go home with him. Or called him one a few weeks later when bored just to have sex. A two-night stand is so terrible to admit to. Especially to a short, swarthy little man who you cringe when you think about -- the things I do in the name of honesty here.
He never gave the record back. And I, apparently over that self-loathing low point in my life, never called him to get it -- it wasn't worth it. If the price of leaving the little sweaty troll behind was one Bay City Roller's record, that was the (exceedingly low) price I'd have to pay. While that price was even lower than my standards to hook-up with the guy, the loss of the record doesn't remove the personal blot, the stain on my history (were that as easy to remove as those on my sheets!).
So why am I posting this Bay City Rollers Kissing Kit?
Well, for one, we all had silly celeb crushes and it's fun to mock those of others. :p
Second, it's also important to remember that even as you mock another for their tween-lust of a goofy band or other mistake -- you have bigger mistakes to cringe over.
It's important to recognize your own personal sex history -- including those moments that aren't warm and fuzzy.
That, my friends, is part of nostalgia.
So here's to you, guy whose name I can't remember. Enjoy the record if you still have it.
If I had, I'm certain I wouldn't have wanted it. (And Chris Jart assures me it wasn't worth it.)
I was too cool to be boy-crazy about the Bay City Rollers. (I'm not saying that I didn't have silly teen dreams or think of kissing the posters on my walls, I just didn't do this with the Bay City Rollers.)
Sure, I had the album, but who didn't love that ear worm S-A-T-U-R-D-A-Y NIGHT? (If you were a teen in '75 you had to love the "rockin' party anthem." I think it was a law or something.)
Some girls so love the boys in plaid that they swooned over I Only Want To Be With You.
In fact, I had one album (the Greatest Hits) and in the early 80's some guy I dated twice borrowed it.Yeah, "dated" -- it's not like I let him pick me up in a bar and go home with him. Or called him one a few weeks later when bored just to have sex. A two-night stand is so terrible to admit to. Especially to a short, swarthy little man who you cringe when you think about -- the things I do in the name of honesty here.
He never gave the record back. And I, apparently over that self-loathing low point in my life, never called him to get it -- it wasn't worth it. If the price of leaving the little sweaty troll behind was one Bay City Roller's record, that was the (exceedingly low) price I'd have to pay. While that price was even lower than my standards to hook-up with the guy, the loss of the record doesn't remove the personal blot, the stain on my history (were that as easy to remove as those on my sheets!).
So why am I posting this Bay City Rollers Kissing Kit?
Well, for one, we all had silly celeb crushes and it's fun to mock those of others. :p
Second, it's also important to remember that even as you mock another for their tween-lust of a goofy band or other mistake -- you have bigger mistakes to cringe over.
It's important to recognize your own personal sex history -- including those moments that aren't warm and fuzzy.
That, my friends, is part of nostalgia.
So here's to you, guy whose name I can't remember. Enjoy the record if you still have it.
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