h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

18/05/74
I know this as the day the 70's really started for me.The reason I know is because Scotland beat England at Wembley that day and a dozen
of us travelled up to Glasgow to celebrate the victory,our youth and our substantial disposable income.We had all,within the previous
twelve months,left school and started work.Thats what you did back then,leave school,start work,no problems!
Today was ours to command.The future stretched before us into infinity 'cause this was our world,our inheritence.Move aside,crumbly
Woodstock generation!Homo-Superior coming through!
The barman in the first pub we entered took one look at our cherubic
faces-none of us being within a year of our eighteenth birthday-and
proceeded to give us the bums-rush back out the door.
At this point a previously unremarked figure who,it transpired,was
the landlord intervened on our behalf with a growl."Jimmy!The boys are Scottish!We beat England today!Serve them!
Later that evening we descended upon "Shuffles"Discotheque in Sauchiehall Street mob-handed...almost.Some sort of disco selection gene had kicked in and myself and one other friend distanced ourselves,literally and figuratively,from the main body of our peers.
They were no longer our people,we couldn't help them.
We gained entrance to the hall and made our way to the hallowed inner sanctum where the sound of Mack and Katie Kissoons "Sugar Candy Kisses" combined with the overwhelming body heat and the smell of
"Gingham" perfume to form a heady,adolescent heaven on Earth.
Behind us we could here our erstwhile companions pleading with the
Stewards to be allowed in.The Stewards,having astutely discerned that ten callow youths tanked up on two pints of "Tartan Special" might prove to be something of a security risk,declined their entreaties,their remonstrations and their threats.The ten slunk off into the night-never to return-and missed the seventies altogether.
We,my companion and I(whose name now escapes me),had ascended the first rung on the ladder to disco hierarchy.We were on our way to being 70's Poseurs(or just "posers" as we were known in Glasgow).
ATTITUDE:
Superior,condescending,stand-offish.(Assholes basically!)
MUSIC:
The "Philly" sound,Kool and the Gang,MFSB,Osibisa etc.
CLOTHES:
We all have our own memories but my own particular nightmare is a
made-to-measure suit with high waistband in a sickly beige.It had
lapels like the wings of a B52,inside leg measurement of 38"(to
accomodate the high platform shoes),took six weeks to make by which
time fashion had of course moved on leaving me floundering in its wake.
I never have quite caught up!