Still Ilford: Morrissey’s East London

Can anyone speak of an “East London demi-monde” for Morrissey? I thought as much a decade or so ago, penning this in the foreword for a new edition of Richard Allen’s Suedehead (Dean Street Press), as across much of his career the once avowedly Mancunian singer has returned consciously and decisively to East London – not as a heritage object but as a living myth. This distinction matters. Raised in Stretford, not Stratford, East London becomes in Morrissey’s imagination less a bounded geography than a portable identity: a code that can be adopted and inhabited. The bombsites and bath houses, spit-and-sawdust pubs and boxing clubs of Bethnal Green, Wapping, Dagenham and Plaistow form a counter-map to the depicted metropolitan glamour of Piccadilly and cabaret queens of the Royal Vauxhall Tavern. They are the stages on which he has repeatedly located a defiant, wounded, theatrical working-class masculinity – part elegy, part provocation. 

From ‘Your Arsenal’ tour programme, 1992
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The London Skinhead History Walk

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To be intelligent and at the bottom of the pile: 10 photos by Gavin Watson

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Long live Eccles: rare Chelsea Shed Boys pictures resurface

Yesterday on the unofficial Chelsea FC forum, The Shed End, a photographer named David Nicolson posted a couple of rare Chelsea Shed Boys pictures, including of their notorious leader, Danny ‘Eccles’ Harkins.  Continue reading

Skinheads & Cherry Reds

1969 rolling stone

Let’s kick off with a 16 July 1969 article about a bunch of Somers Town skinhead kids, originally published in Rolling Stone magazine and transcribed by persons unknown. Here, the usual tales of bovver, aggro, and tribal warfare are interspersed with obscure stylistic references to “spade haircuts”, “Cherry Boots with steel toe caps and a yellow trimming” – supposedly not Dr Martens – and “Stomper boots” with “high backs, big steel toe cap, and everything”. Note also that the article claims boots were “still worn” with mohair suits on the weekends, albeit highly polished – a combination whose existence many 1969 veterans steadfastly deny. Continue reading