The Swinging Blue Jeans : Merseybeat Kings – The Hippy Hippy Shake, You’re No Good

Just read this wonderful labour of love by Thom Hickey and got so misty-eyed with nostalgia for the decade we came of age, I just had to reblog it. We were so spoiled for choice it’s easy to forget some of those bands. One thing’s for sure, we won’t be sitting around in old folks’ homes singing Vera Lynn songs …

The Immortal Jukebox

Some Other Guys 2 – British Beat Groups in the shadow of The Beatles

As the 1960s dawned winds of change were blowing not just across the colonies of the British Empire but also whistling through the great provincial cities of England.

A generation of young working class men, now that military conscription had been banished to history, no longer had to shudderingly look forward to years of endless spud peeling, square bashing and boot polishing.

Now, if they had the imagination, the will and the courage they could march to the beat of their own drum. And, if along with the drum they added two guitars and a bass they had a beat group!

If you’re looking for the great provincial city where the new call to arms was most resoundingly answered you have to sail down the River Mersey to Liverpool.

Liverpool was a great port city. And…

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8 thoughts on “The Swinging Blue Jeans : Merseybeat Kings – The Hippy Hippy Shake, You’re No Good

  1. 1963-summer-90 degrees with 90percent humidity, (St Louis) sheet pulled up over my head anyway, so my parents didn’t hear me listening to my transistor radio with Johnny Rabbit playing Herman’s Hermits and I’m Enery the Eighth I am. We thought we were being Sooo sophisticated and soooo bound for hell. It took well over a year and a move to San Francisco before we got the surfing sound, and a full year after that before our north cal churches and parents associations thought we were ready for the Beatles. (And to secretly swoon over everything British, including the Mersey sound. what marvelous memories this brought back.

    1. Lovely personal reminiscence testifying to the power of music – it really does fix moments in the mind, doesn’t it?

      This was the subject of my epic post (public length warning!)

      which dredges up my music memories far beyond the British Invasion – though there’s lots about it. Britannia did rule the airwaves, though we’ve fallen away since, I think.

      Thom’s article and your comment – try that again, it’s great! – have inspired me to write something else about music and time …

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