This hits close to home in more ways than one. There were so many ballrooms in Iowa at one time. There were at least five within a 20 mile radius of where I grew up. That's a story for another time that I must do because it's interesting. Surprisingly quite a few survive and the Surf is one of them and it is a legend even more so after these 50 years today.
For whatever reason we got into the car the next day and drove over to the crash site and in those days 70 miles was a long ways. Wasn't much out there. A tarp covering the wreckage with a couple cars next to it. I was a month from turning nine. Rock & Roll had touched many even in the cornfield in those early days. Dad hated the music at least that's what he said.
There are so many articles on this anniversary but I like this one. It's a fun read.
You may have to try this link twice.
I lucked out and found this video that is outstanding.
I have been to the Surf a few times and one stands out. Probably in '71 or 2 saw the James Gang play. Drove over a '59 Bel Air station wagon I had bought a few days before for 50 bucks. Passed the inspection law no problem. Painted army kinda green plus had a spot lite. Didn't think it would make the trip because it had a noisy throwout bearing. Drove it for 80k miles and that bearing was still going strong. WTF do I know. I know that the Surf Ballroom is a place you're gonna have fun- listen and dance to good music for some time to come just as we did that night. Of course nobody got hammered and there were no drugs around. Yea right.
Now we're going some place we've not been before and that's because I have only one picture of the Surf and in that picture is my Mom. Now she'd probably wouldn't like this particular picture so as to not fuck up the space time continuum I have included a few others that I like. Period for sure. Early 40's and before.
Your mom was quite a looker!
ReplyDeleteThe pic I see at the top of your blog right now is stunningly beautiful :)
There were five of those girls Nunya. One brother remains out of nine. So long ago.
ReplyDeleteGlad you liked the picture. There were two of these guys boppin around and I was lucky. One hopped and stopped so close he brushed against me. Didn't even know I was there. Stayed a couple seconds a took off for more play.
It's a squirrel tomorrow. A cute one at that.
Thanks for the memories, One Fly. I was born on the 11th, a week after the crash. My parents were big fans and were crushed by the tragedy. We still have many of Mom's old 45's of the Crickets.
ReplyDeleteYour MOM was the BEST!!! even if she did love the GROTTO!!
ReplyDeleteShe was a babe, as well
Julie, Oakland
Great post! Too bad the link's dead. Reckon what that OD Green belair would run ya' today?
ReplyDeletebad worn out and used in demo derby
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