Song for Saturday: Street Life – Roxy Music
November 10, 2012
Posted in View from the table
When I was about 11 I loved Duran Duran, my half of the bedroom I shared with my little sister was a shrine to Birmingham’s finest New Romantic sweethearts. I worshipped everything they did. I heard a radio interview with the band where they were discussing their influences and the music that they themselves loved. I heard Cockney Rebel’s ‘Come Up and See Me’ which I thought was fantastic and then ‘Street Life’ came on… I heard the opening bars of traffic noise and car horns and my fledgling music taste took a very rapid turn.
Roxy Music to me, prior to hearing this absolute gem, was my mum singing along to ‘Jealous Guy’ while she did the ironing in the living room. Bryan Ferry, one eye closed in a tux looking a bit, well, creepy to honest. To my young Duran Duran blinded eyes he wouldn’t have looked out of place crooning at the Working Man’s Club where a fair amount of my Saturdays in my formative years were spent with my friend Sam’s gran and grandad eating prawn and cocktail crisps (as we believed they were called) and drinking Coke. Oh how wrong I was! This was something else, nothing like the pop version of Audrey’s love interest Lewis in Corrie as I had originally thought.
Roxy Music to me now represent the glamour and excess of the 70s; of riding into Studio 54 on a white horse. Of hedonism and of escape, of beautiful, painfully cool people with great flicky hair. The white tux suddenly became very cool in my eyes and if I’d known what ironic meant then it would have been that too. ’Street Life’ was the opening song and I think the first single from their 1973 album ‘Stranded’.
So, Roxy Music – the original art rockers whose music sounds just as vital today as it must have done when it crashed onto the music scene in the early 70s. And Bryan Ferry’s a Geordie too from the North East. Brilliant.