So, hopefully chetmiles feels he does have an answer by now

For the record I should mention some Rockers would call themselves Individualists as well

^ I really enjoyed that. Ta!

Cards on the table: All of this is really just an add-on to me. Stuff I researched in the 90's thanks to a mate who had been into it all. It's all fascinating, IMO, and it's a story which deserves to be told properly after all the 'Quadrophenia' style mythology & hype...

... So I'm sat here with one of those very small cans of Heineken which looks like a little green beer barrel & some cheese on toast taking a break from catching up on other people's financial ambitions wearing a Sam Fisher Shetland (Petrol Blue), an LL Bean OCBD (Blue/White Candy stripe), a White M&S T. shirt, some Landsend flat front & 1.5" cuffed needlecords (Olive Drab), some Burlington Argyles (Grey/Grey/Grey) & some rather old LL Bean leather slippers...

Red Garland (Sounds like a Christmas decoration...) is playing in the background and I need to pop down to the barbers soon for another college boy crop...

- 'Ivy Stylist' is the best name I can think of for all this.


- End of blog entry -


Jim

Last edited by Chris_H (2008-11-10 06:19:35)

I've found this little shot ad
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=mxUkmubp3-I

but this more like it
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=Wx-OlYLd3e4&feature=related
(Claudio from DNA GROOVE Suggests 20 september 2009)

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=TBEOptDaeww&feature=related
(Claudio Suggests 24 August 2008)

Lewis

Last edited by Suitedbooted2000 (2008-11-10 15:28:41)

Adam's excerpt from his upcoming book was an interesting read. Def always a treat to get a first hand account of something you werent there for, by someone who was.  Tho it does read as very dogmatic, and in many ways antithetical to the spirit of most on this forum, in terms of not living by regimented rules of what's correct and what's not.

But then if you are to label yourself as "mod" then I agree there's very little room for self expression and individuality, despite them thinking they are quite....unique.  After all, it's just another uniform...just a well tailored one.

'Clean living under difficult circumstances'

'They were mods, but a bit grubby looking'

Decline and fall? 

Let's pick Hewitt's thesis to pieces once and for all.

No, we would never have worn a tweed jacket - but the young Marc Feld wore a tweed suit with Church shoes (allegedly).  Now, were Feld, Sugar and their ilk mods or modernists?  Mods, we think, but of a type somewhere between the true 'peacock' and the trendy dancer of 'Ready Steady Go'.  But things moved so quickly in those days.  And, between 67-8 and 1972 (ish) they moved and shimmied and blurred.  Look, if those guys sporting the French Look on the JS website had been original mods they should have been ever so slightly red-faced IMHO.  Look how sharp Peter Moss looks in the early photo and how poncey he looks later on. 
Paolo wants it to be all things to all men, whether you're wearing wingtips from Allen Edmonds or Incontinence pants from the Wade Smith empire; and it just won't do.  There was no common ground between the scabby Perries of Irlam and the sussed scouses of Goodison (nod to Toffeeman, okay?), let alone the wedgeheads and the early R&B enthusiasts, who would not have found it cool to produce their Stanley knives in order to defend their turf - as wide a difference, at the very least, as between the guys who dug Roger Eagle at 'The Twisted Wheel' and the pillheads of Wigan circa 75-6.

What we are talking about here is decadence, the sad decline from John Simons digging Oscar Rabin to having 'Glory Boys' tattooed on the inside of your lip.  The one is understated cool, the other is being a yob.  A yob cannot be a stylist, a stylist would rather die than be a yob; and THIS IS WHERE ELMS REVEALS HIMSELF TO BE SUCH A PLANK!, comparing the blank-eyed Helly Hanson smack-rat even to the Ben Sherman boy of '69, let alone dandy Barry Elms. 

No, my brothers, we move in small numbers, lonely as cats, and may perchance recognise one another within the vicinity of a certain street called Russell or reading a track listing at Ray's.
Alex Roest, however, is sui generis and Jim is just too beautiful for words.

Which brings me back to:

Clean living in difficult circumstances.

We are all clean, shaven, and neat of hair, are we not?

Well, that excludes Weller for all time!

Jim, is it time for my to quit now?