Starcrash (1979)

[Seshmeister]

If any of you Glaswegian Roth Army people play golf -- hardly likely, I realise -- his folks used to own / run the Bearsden Golf Club. Maybe Lloyd inherited it, and lives off the annual fees of those rich Bearsden and Milngavie citizens stump up for a round these days.

Ahh what a commotion and how not Rock N' Roll I bet he kept that quiet.

Kerrang once printed a letter about Ricky Warwick(The Almighty) saying the reader was confused to find out in an interview with him that he had a terrible struggle fighting his way up from the streets in Dickensian poverty given that until recently he had been living with his wealthy parents in a salubrious suburb of Glasgow.

[Seshmeister]

I like brush with fame stories. So refreshing to read than slaves FORD and SESH trendy, liberal, pseudo-left soul-sucking bullshit. slave SESH is allegedly Scottish but I have my doubts.


Now, where is my copy of Rattlesnakes?

Ok I admit that I am kind of trendy.

For my age.

[VHscraps]

I suppose Lloyd might have been slumming it for his art back then. Rattlesnakes had already been out for a year or so, probably, and his second album came out when he was still living there in the bedsit. Two hit albums, TV appearances - and living on beans on toast.

Oddly enough, our landlord also fancied himself as a songwriter - he penned a 1985 or '86 Eurovision song contest entry, but not the British one. Some singer from Luxembourg or Malta, or somewhere like that.

[Seshmeister]

Ah, Lloyd Cole. My only brush with fame, I think (aside from a drunk Michael Schenker in a Glasgow chippie).

Back in 1985, I moved into a large apartment in Glasgow -- that's Scotland, not Kentucky -- where I rented a bedsit for a year or so. Bedsit for those who have never slummed it, is a single room in a shared apartment, each occupant behind their own locked door. So, not buddies sharing or anything -- although we shared the kitchen etc.

In the room next to me was Lloyd Cole. I never really knew the guy and he kept to himself, strumming away on his plaintive Lou Reed-ish semi-ballads, when he was in the apartment.

I saw him making baked beans on toast like a broke student when he had a hit single in the Top 20. I wonder if the royalties ever did come flooding in, because I seem to remember he started with hits, which was right about that time in 1985, and it gradually fell away from there as far as stardom goes.

If any of you Glaswegian Roth Army people play golf -- hardly likely, I realise -- his folks used to own / run the Bearsden Golf Club. Maybe Lloyd inherited it, and lives off the annual fees of those rich Bearsden and Milngavie citizens stump up for a round these days.

From wikki

Personal life

Cole married his American wife, Elizabeth Lewis, in December 1989.[9] They live in Easthampton, Massachusetts with their sons William and Frank.[10]
Golf

Cole's parents were golf club stewards and, as an avid golfer, he is known for playing concerts in towns suspiciously close to famous golf courses. Cole's 5.3 handicap tied 11th place on Golf Digest's top 100 list of musicians (tied with Alice Cooper and Dan Tyminski). An article he wrote, about playing the famous golf courses of the Melbourne Sandbelt while being on tour, was awarded with the Best Feature of the Year Award by the Australian Golf Writers Associationp

[DONNIEP]

Well, I watched the beginning of this terd. It's complete crap. I can't even figure why Sesh posted it, unless he's trying to outdo Ford in posting absolute shit videos of untalented people who somehow managed to find themselves in front of a camera.

I didn't get to the Knight Rider part but I'm pretty sure I didn't miss much.

[Seshmeister]

I watched about 10 minutes near the end.

Was it not so bad it's funny?

[DONNIEP]

I watched about 10 minutes near the end.

Was it not so bad it's funny?

Beats me. I watched the first 10 minutes or so and it was bad. I never saw the tightly clad poon or the eternally handsome Hoff.

I think the movie would have benefited from some big tits with big nipples in the first 7 minutes. Big ol' fried egg looking 70s nipples. I call them Classic Nipples. Those big ol' areolas with the little raised dots. Real titties that you want to suck until your teeth get loose.

[Seshmeister]

I thought you would have caught the Caroline Munro Bond reference.

The girl in this is the one in the helicopter from 'The Spy Who Loved Me'.

[Seshmeister]

Oh fuck she's 67.

Sometimes I hate the internet...and time..and factoids.