Still All Right?

With this post I’m completing the resharing of my 2016 ‘trilogy’ about when I was 16 years old, back in 1969/70. This was originally posted in my now largely defunct series of #SaturdaySongs – though perhaps it will get the occasional reprise when the mood takes me. As usual, I’ll share the post again and come back at the end to the present day. The post was based around the song ‘All Right Now,’ by Free:

I didn’t know it at the time but when I wrote Summer of ’69 back in February I was, in a way, starting what has become this new series of #SaturdaySongs. I followed it up with a companion piece – Born to Be Wild(ish) – in August, and with today’s song I am in effect completing a trilogy about the days when I was a mere 16 years old.

In those previous posts I described how I worked for the first time through the long school summer holiday in 1969, saving up to buy a motor scooter, and how this opened up a time of freedom and enjoyment for me. I described joining the local scooter club and going on long weekend rides – this took me through the winter of 69-70 and right through the summer of 1970. I also joined the local youth centre in Dover, which was based at a place called Centre 365. As well as running youth nights the Centre also provided support for the needy and the homeless. It was a great place to be at that time and, as one of the managers was a friend of my father it felt like home for me. If you’ve read Summer of ’69 you’ll know that Dad left home at the end of the week in which I bought my scooter, and I think my younger self was looking for somewhere welcoming where I could just enjoy myself, away from the new responsibilities I had taken on as the ‘man of the house’ supporting Mum.

Today’s song is this:

This was released in May 1970. It spent 16 weeks in the UK charts but never actually made it to the top: it reached as far as no.2, where it stayed for 6 weeks. Five of these were behind Mungo Bloody Jerry, the other behind Elvis in his latterday bloated crooner days. Even back then the British public couldn’t be trusted to make the right choices! But the song was the soundtrack to my summer that year, and whenever I hear it – I play it often – I’m taken back to those days. For me, 1970 was the only year in a five year spell in which I had no public exams at school, so the pressure was off a lot. The school’s own exams were much better! It was the year when England failed to defend the World Cup, but I stayed up late on many nights watching the matches being broadcast live from Mexico – it was the year of Gordon Banks’ wonder save against the great Pele, and of the amazing semi-final between Italy and West Germany that seemed to go on forever, and finished 4-3 to Italy, with Franz Beckenbauer playing with one arm in a sling. To this day, that stands as the best game I’ve ever seen, for drama. Well, so my increasingly hazy memory tells me, anyway.

You’ll see that the performance I chose to share was from Free’s appearance at the Isle of Wight Festival. This was arranged as a British answer to the legendary Woodstock, which had taken place the previous year and had helped change the face of live rock music performance in a way that had hitherto been unknown. The IoW Festival was promoted well in advance, and a mate and I hatched a plan to go to it. Like most plans dreamed up in our youth, however, it fell apart in spectacular fashion, along with the friendship. Thinking about it, I’ve long preferred indoor events anyway – the acoustics are better and I don’t like huge crowds!

The success of All Right Now is credited with getting the band their spot in the Festival, at which they played to over 600,000 people. Astonishing numbers, and you only get a small sense of that from the video. It was the song that gave them their chart breakthrough too and the album from which it came – Fire and Water – which was their third of six studio albums in their four years together, was their most successful. Forget the sales figures: it is one of the few albums which has enjoyed the ultimate accolade of having been bought by me on vinyl, cassette and CD! I still play it regularly – it is a brilliant blues-rock album, and has stood the test of time well over the 46 years since its release. Wow! Where did that time go?

The joys of that summer were, sadly, never to be repeated for me. Later that year Mum sold the family home and moved us back to where she had spent her childhood, and the geography just didn’t work any more in respect of the scooter club or Centre 365. Still, it was one of the best summers I’ve ever had – it was all right then and it’s still All Right Now 😊

I hope you’ve enjoyed joining me on my three-part journey down memory lane. That post was written in Autumn 2016 and I’m not sure that I’d still use the song title to describe how I’m feeling about life just now. I am about to face one of those life changes that are always rated high on the list of stress factors and, without attempting to be melodramatic or pathetic, I really do feel more than at any time since I went back to work in 2012 that my mental health is under pressure. To be totally honest, it doesn’t feel good, but I know I have to get through it and will need help to do so. I have a feeling that you may be hearing more about this from me in the coming months! But for now, the jury is deliberating on the question of whether I’m ‘Still All Right.’ Keep your fingers crossed for me, please.

18 thoughts on “Still All Right?

  1. 1969 and 1970 were two of the busiest years of my life—I had just completed my teaching training and was starting a new job. So I didn’t listen to music much during that time, and did not hear “Summer of ’69” until much later. I saw Bryan Adams perform it live, though, in Vancouver during the early 1990s, and loved it! I’m thinking about you, and your current challenge, and am sending you good thoughts. Be well, Clive.

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    • It seems like they were busy times for you! The Bryan Adams song was released around 1984 I think, so you’d have had to wait a bit for it – it was his version of nostalgia for those times. You did well to see him play live, something I’ve never done. Thank you for your good wishes.

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  2. I’m glad you decided to repost this series about your most favourite summer, Clive. I’m impressed with how vivid that summer still is, or was it the song that brought back many of those memories? I hope looking back will go some way in helping with the stress and upheaval that you’re about to face. My fingers are crossed that all goes to plan.

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    • Thank you, Hugh. Summer ‘69 was important in so many ways for my development, but 1970 really stands out as a fun time. The song was everywhere that year – not least on the record deck at home – and for me is an integral part of those memories. Thank you for your kind words and finger-crossing 😊

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    • Quite, one of a kind. As for the WC, English arrogance – thought we had the game won against W Germany and subbed Bobby Charlton to rest him for the next match. Oops!

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  3. Being in the present is sometimes harder than it sounds, hmm Clive? Still, it’s all we really have. And finding , even simply searching, for something to be grateful for has demonstrably positive effects on brain function. I wish you well, Clive.

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  4. I wish I could have gone to that festival on the Island in 1970, but alas I was only 12 and neither myself or my parents were into festivals at that time. Good luck with your life event, Clive. Take courage from a notice which everyone sees as they walk into Addenbrooke’s Hospital. It says ‘Even this shall pass’.

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    • It was quite an event, wasn’t it! I was barred from going by my Mum, who judged that 16 was too young for an adventure like that. In those days, she was probably right! Thanks for your kind thoughts, I’ll keep those words in mind.

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