Can. not. believe. someone here remembers this. They were not really hippies, per se though, they wore white turbans--I seem to remember they were Bahai, like that Seals and Crofts guy. Not sure. |
Poppers mixed with weed and sweat. Weed was gateway drug to Montgomery Donuts. |
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Jim Vance's Afro The FOINE Max Robinson Epic pick up b-ball games at Georgetown Playground Peter Frampton Concert on the Mall Trying to stay a "southern virgin" on Deal Hill. Quiana fabric for your shiny disco shirt. Bonnie Bell make up remover. Summer of 74' and first buying Born to Run and ..... Sea Devils when it was a black DC swim team and they beat everyone. Yes, that whole black can't swim stereotype? Not a thing. All the boys had sly and Family Stone Afros or long swished Justin Bieber's. silver knot rings. Old Mexico for silver and turquoise. |
| When WRQX became Q107 (disco) and we were all outraged |
| I used to listen to WEAM 13.90 am top forty radio. |
Entirely possible. I have a vague memory of a white guy with a beard but that was a loonnnggg time ago and he could have been wearing a turban too. |
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Some of the things mentioned here are such a teeny, tiny slice of a pattern of socializing--yet many of us were repeating the same loops passing each at different steps or phases of life, having many of the same experiences and having similar reactions positive or negative. Yet DC suffers such an intense identity crisis. It has no unique cuisine, music, sport team, no distinct unifying theme. There is a general disdain for all things distinctly DC outside of DC. Yet, the memories here are being recalled with such fondness.
I wonder why there is no palpable pride about being from DC--rather just a derision of all local processes that are uniquely local? What? who the ef cares what people outside of DC think. No unique music - go-go doesn't make the cut? No unique sports team - are you serious? I think this thread proves that DC is unique but I don't care if other people understand it or not. I am proud of being from DC - warts and all. Many thanks to everyone for posting their memories - some things I had completely forgotten about, but came rushing back after reading this thread. |
NP here. I loved the 5th Column. And I was too young and naive to realize then what a bad idea it was to be at Roxy's and Track's! |
| This really does bring back memories. So here's a question - do we actually miss some of these places (other than Farrells which we clearly all seem to want resurrected). I grew up in Bethesda in the 70's when it was a total backwater. I prefer it now - not sure I miss the hot shoppes and the auto body shops that much. And we still have Bruce Variety and Strosniders for nostalgia and convenience. |
| Rockville Mall. It was very short lived but we would to the Friendlys inside and the arcade. |
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yes! And then you'd throw out your phone number, hoping some cute guys (in our case) would catch the number. Or you'd yell out Wheaton Plaza (when it wasn't a mall) and set a time to meet. Oftentimes, what showed up was disappointing.
You can't make those calls anymore b/c of caller ID . . .
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| I remember most of this! I've been here too long! |
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when ledos was a small place in hyattsville md.
when you figured out that the little indian guy actually WAS erol. and " books cost to much" - -ah the hafts! |
| Cavelier's men store on F St.......Hahns shoe store! |