"If you pulled up in a late model foreign car, your commitment
to the sub-culture was shot to pieces. "
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Most of my friends who had graduated college and were quickly ascending the
Corporate ladder drove Sirocco's, Audi 5000's, Preludes and the occasional
Beamer. I drove a '69 Charger RT. Granted, it huffed blue smoke and you could
ascertain the road condition by looking in the trunk but it had a definite
anti-corporate appeal. My drummer drove a 1970 Fury 2 door that he could fit
his entire kit into the trunk. I had a singer who drove a 1965 Buick Skylark
convertible. In addition to my own band, other musicians, artists and scenesters
drove classic cars.Obviously, it was inexpensive to own one of these "old" cars and lets be honest, as a member of the counter-culture, we were all on tight budgets. But, you could buy 5-year-old Honda or Datsun for roughly the same price. It all boiled down to style. You could always spot an imposter or a wanna-be by the vehicle they drove to the Electric Banana, CBGB's or any other alleged establishment showcasing Underground bands. If you pulled up in a late model foreign car, your commitment to the sub-culture was shot to pieces. Now that we have entered the next millenium, I still choose to drive a classic car. My budget isn't nearly as tight as back in the day and to be honest, we are a two-car family. But, whether it's commuting to work or heading out for the evening, I always reach for the "Dart Swinger" key fob. I guess I'm still a card caring anti-establishment member. Right-on.  webmaster@mydailydriver.com |
