Saturday, January 8, 2011

Wipe Out

Wipe Out

Okay, who's old enough to remember The Ventures playing Wipe Out? Yeah, there we were, me and my friends hanging out under the el on Queens Boulevard in the 60s, wearing slicked back hair, black pointy-toed, two eyelet lace-up shoes (sometimes known as PFCs, or Puerto Rican fence climbers), black pants and white shirts, listening to California surf music. We didn't know surf from the wake of the Staten Island Ferry. But we were all so cool.

Now the wipe outs I see are those crazy water skiers on the Mississippi. I don't think the guy out on the river in a polar bear suit we saw yesterday is enough back-up. They need an on-site chiropractor.

Today on Downtown St. Louis 365 we talk to the homeless about what's going down.


brattcat said...

one sibling or another was always tapping out the drumbeat to Wipe Out on our kitchen table.

Bergson said...

superbe triptyque

Julie said...

As soon as I saw the title and the sequence of shots, the opening bars top the tune ran through my head. Great stuff.

I do like your story for this sequence, too, Bob.

Jilly said...

What shots! These are photos to be dreamed of. I love how you write about your youth!