I had this crazy idea for a thread telling stories about albums that members have owned but either got lost (or damaged beyond repair ) in unusual circumstances. So here goes with my story...
New Boots and Panties – Ian Dury and the Blockheads
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I first heard Ian Dury on BBC's Sight and Sound at Queen Mary College, London. Broadcast in December 1977 the program was a double header with Ian Dury and Dr. Feelgood both playing 30 minute sets.
I already knew of the Feelgood's but it was this strange person who staggered around the stage like some demented character out of a Dickens novel that really grabbed my attention. What I did know from the very first song was that he was a unique artist with a superb band behind him. By the the time the program was over I was hooked and songs such as Clevor Trevor and Sex, Drugs and Rock and Roll were indelibly printed in my 20 year old mind.
So off I rushed to Birmingham City centre the following Saturday morning to by the album. On returning home I dropped the vinyl on to the turntable and played. I realized quite quickly that some parts of the record were not for my parents consumption and that the intro to Plaistow Patricia contained a barrage of bad language (Ars££oles, B***ards,f$$king c&nts and pr!cks) which meant that that particular part of the record was never played again in the time I lived at my parents. Instead that particular track started a few grooves further in...
Anyway, I was enthralled and began raving about the album to friends. Nobody seemed much interested at first but gradually they started to hear Dury on the radio. Eventually, a friend of mine Keith asked me if he could borrow the album and keen to promote my new found artist I agreed.
About a week later he was converted and over a few pints in the local he said “ I have bought the album, so if you want it back you can pick it up tonight on the way home”. Several pints later we dropped into his parent home and picked up the record. We then headed round the corner to the local Fish & Chip shop for supper. After sitting on the step of the shop next door and eating our food we set off for home. Only the next morning did I realize that I had placed the album leaning against the shop front wall and after eating had walked off leaving it there.
To this day I wonder what happened to this record? I would like to think that some kid came along the next morning and found it and I am responsible for another people becoming a Ian Dury fanatic or maybe the sun came up and warped the record so badly that it was unplayable.
One thing is for certain though, I bought another copy pretty pronto and have loved listening to it for the past 35 years or so...
New Boots and Panties – Ian Dury and the Blockheads
Image may be NSFW.
Clik here to view.
![[Image: 941475.jpg]](http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VZEMDuThK2A/Tedd66PHjaI/AAAAAAAAClg/I8j1SZPKrjs/s1600/941475.jpg)
I first heard Ian Dury on BBC's Sight and Sound at Queen Mary College, London. Broadcast in December 1977 the program was a double header with Ian Dury and Dr. Feelgood both playing 30 minute sets.
I already knew of the Feelgood's but it was this strange person who staggered around the stage like some demented character out of a Dickens novel that really grabbed my attention. What I did know from the very first song was that he was a unique artist with a superb band behind him. By the the time the program was over I was hooked and songs such as Clevor Trevor and Sex, Drugs and Rock and Roll were indelibly printed in my 20 year old mind.
So off I rushed to Birmingham City centre the following Saturday morning to by the album. On returning home I dropped the vinyl on to the turntable and played. I realized quite quickly that some parts of the record were not for my parents consumption and that the intro to Plaistow Patricia contained a barrage of bad language (Ars££oles, B***ards,f$$king c&nts and pr!cks) which meant that that particular part of the record was never played again in the time I lived at my parents. Instead that particular track started a few grooves further in...
Anyway, I was enthralled and began raving about the album to friends. Nobody seemed much interested at first but gradually they started to hear Dury on the radio. Eventually, a friend of mine Keith asked me if he could borrow the album and keen to promote my new found artist I agreed.
About a week later he was converted and over a few pints in the local he said “ I have bought the album, so if you want it back you can pick it up tonight on the way home”. Several pints later we dropped into his parent home and picked up the record. We then headed round the corner to the local Fish & Chip shop for supper. After sitting on the step of the shop next door and eating our food we set off for home. Only the next morning did I realize that I had placed the album leaning against the shop front wall and after eating had walked off leaving it there.
To this day I wonder what happened to this record? I would like to think that some kid came along the next morning and found it and I am responsible for another people becoming a Ian Dury fanatic or maybe the sun came up and warped the record so badly that it was unplayable.
One thing is for certain though, I bought another copy pretty pronto and have loved listening to it for the past 35 years or so...
