When I grew up, I had this really COOL neighbour. He had long hair and torn jeans, and he and his pals would listen to hardrock on the stereo - blasting it for the entire street to hear, while they fiddled with the last one in a long line of transports (well, it's used to be mopeds, but they grew out of that pretty quickly and moved on to cars-or-anything-else-with-an-engine including a bus, an ambulance and so much more) that they picked apart and re-built...
Now, luckily, these boys happened to be real sweethearts, and not the hooligans people tended to think, judging from their profanity-filled-language, Guns n' Roses/Mötley Crüe/Kiss-tees, oil stained clothes or the beers they drank.
They still are.
Nothing much changes. Except the music.
Nowadays, this i probably considered pop, rather than hard rock. ...but me, being a fossil - I remember the days when Ozzy Osbourne was public enemy number one, when music like Twisted Sister or Iron Maiden was the most rebellious and hard hitting you could crank up on your music player.
Back in the days when music came on kassettes, painstakingly (and slowly) copied down from big, plastic, black LP-discs and not via zeroes and ones on the internet.
The reason I even write this is simple: Tickled Pink Stamp Challenges has this fun challenge, this week, called "One for the lads" but in my head - it's been "Me & the boys" since I first saw it, and its theme song, of course, has been Twisted Sister.
Sooo while Li'l Allsorts Pirate Frankie may not have a lot in common with Dee Snider, as far as looks go, here's one... for the boys:
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