In so called 'Swinging' London in the mid Sixties there was a sudden craze for dressing up in Edwardian or Victorian garb by the au courant. Fifty years on it seems there's an even odder, (though much, much smaller), vogue among some youngsters to live their lives as if A Whiter Shade of Pale is still topping the charts. Far out! Let's head round to Lucille Furs's pad. Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair.
Sadly, this turns out not to be just off Carnaby Street. In fact you'd have to go all the way to Chicago, Illinois to check out their threads and the rest of their gear. There's actually something quite ludicrous about the conceit they're trying to pull here.
Still, I like the music, sometimes despite myself. Another Land rides The Summer of Love seemingly fuelled by the conviction that it's actually happening now. Each to their own.
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