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This is a great thread idea. I've always had a penchant for a person's genealogy of interests, and love hearing the stories so far.

I grew up in a small mountain town in Northern California that was started because of the Gold Rush, along with every pretty much every town within 30 miles of me. My dad owned a small claim called "Small Hope" (named so because there was little hoe of ever finding anything) and so we would spend the weekends there panning and sloshing for any gold that we could find. My connection with denim was a family one (my dad wore nothing but 501s for as long as I could remember) as well as a cultural-geographic one as I was brought up inGold Country, with gold and indigo in my blood.

In high school in the late 90's I got really into punk rock and skate culture, which further gave way to interest in jeans, t-shirts, and leather jackets, and later was part of the thrift store/Emo scene of the late 90's/Early Aughts. I got sick of buying crappy clothes and having them fall apart so I started looking into American-made garb and stumbled upon the now-defunct CXXVI which led me to Tellason, and their story of making jeans in S.F. like they did during the Gold Rush obviously appealed to my history. I then moved to Portland, Oregon for grad school and met Kiya and Demitra who were opening SEPDX at the time and in becoming friends with them their indigo passion bled even more onto me. 


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Originally posted by Dr_Heech Dr_Heech wrote:

Nice story Jake, thanks.
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As our resident gobshite ive probably mentioned some of this before but i'll try and piece it all together.
Ive got to start somewhere so im just going to dive into my teenage years... deep breath... around the late 80,s there were many different youth cultures you could choose from (you don't need me to list them all) most would welcome like minded peeps with open arms, just one glance at their appearance would give you enough information to identify who they were, where they shopped, which music/bands they listened to, which pubs and clubs they frequented and on what night, what books they read and where they would hang-out, For instance Goths hung out on the City-Hall steps, skinheads in the stairwell to the markets, breakers in the precinct. Whether you identified with any of the looks or not there's one thing for sure they certainly wasn't generic.
There was also a fair bit of mainstream conformity, men who would go clubbing in a white shirt, tie, black trousers, white socks and shiny shoes, there was still an an archaic element of "If your not wearing shoes or a tie your not coming in" these men would still sport a Chris Waddle-esque mullet with back perm even into the late 80,s and they would strike fear and loathing into my very soul.

I wasn't part of any of these groups nor did i have the desire to be, i spent a lot of my time hanging around derelict factories or decaying flats photographing the graffiti, which was still fresh back then. I would have been dressed in black bomber, long sleeve t-shirt, jeans and a pair of vintage 70,s era fat swoosh Nike running shoes (new Nike's were well out of my price range i remember in '87 somebody telling me about a pair of Nike AM1 with an air bubble in the sole, i immediately caught the bus into town for 2p just to go press it) or occasionally some Dr Martens I would have been listening to early hip-hop, electro and oddly late 60,s psychedelia from my folks record collection, without dosh non-chart music wasn't that easy to come by in those days. I would have been reading Tank Girl and Alan Moore's Watchmen, i was still a school kid and my Saturday job only paid me £10/week so fashion was somewhat unaffordable.
Here's a few pics of the Kelvin flats graffiti from my archives taken on a Kodak Disc camera this would have been 1988.
TCM

TDK

Kelvin flats was a mini version of Park-Hill. 1960,s i'll feited vision of streets in the sky, it had a terrible rep for urban squalor but i found the community spirit very friendly (even for an outsider like me) until it was demolished in the early 90,s.

When i was 16/17, this would have been 1990, (i know what your thinking 'f**k me Double 0 you've been blessed with fantastic genes) there was a shift in the music i was listening to i was spending a lot of time hanging around independent record shops and having left school and started my apprenticeship there was a year or two before i moved out of my folks house when i actually had disposable income to splurge on vinyl, clothing and my vw beetle, even though i hadn't passed my test.

Years before somewhere around 87/88 i remember going to an outdoor market with my mother and i bought an acid-house cassette from a suitcase which was full of them, it was just a shit quality recording on TDK of a live DJ set from London with a hand drawn smiley face on the cover.
The London/Jamaican patois was something i hadn't heard before but like the rap music of black America (i listened to previously) from my perspective, a white kid from a post-industrial northern city i couldn't really identify with it but i remember thinking  "You know what? Sam Cooke's right a Change is Gonna Come" and in 1989 it did with bleep/bass, this only happened for a relatively short period of time but the sound defined my teenage years.
If your interested this article sums it up perfectly.
BLEEP

I digress.. back to the 90,s Like a lot of folks back then i had a bit of a bedroom set up but not being particularly well off it was all begged, borrowed or stolen, i had a nice Technics deck but regretfully it was connected to the turntable from my old 1980,s midi system through a Realistic mixer/crossfader that a friend of mine nicked from 'Sound Idea' god knows how it was massive and out through an old NAD amp and Mission speakers. (Kid Koala eat your heart out)

I was all about pirate radio in those days too, there was a station called S.C.R (Sheffield Community Radio) where we could glean rave info and i would tape it incessantly, it was broadcast from Park Hill flats and made its dosh by selling advertising space (the ads are genius) After numerous raids by the rozzes it would eventually re-locate and become Fantasy FM
So if you fondly remember the days when folks said "Safe" everyone was 'Sorted' and men wore their hair in a bob you might appreciate this. It still gives me goosebumps.


Thank your lucky stars i wasn't Vogue'ing or listening to Stock, Aitkin & Watermen.

Around this time i was buying clothing from a shop called 'X' i think it was first established in Leeds (nick may be able to confirm?) they were originally a Punk/Alt kind of joint but as rave culture spread the punk clubs became rave clubs they progressed to fill the gap/need for clothing. It was the only place i could buy Dax, I was very fond of their polka-dot shirts, i had a blue/white one where the polka-dots were white pound coins, i wish i still had it. I also liked their high waisted denim where odly we would turn the waistband over (what was all that about) I also shopped at 20th Century Clothing which was originally just a doorway to a basement down the road from The Limit selling jeans, baseball caps, Viking sneakers, Kickers, Champion sweatshirts, tee,s ect. There was a lot more style around this era than the "pundits" would have you beleive, they only seem to recall the style mistakes, dungarees and wot-not.
I was yet to be bitten by the denim bug.

I would be 18 by now and with my beetle on the road could drive to all nighters, or over the Pennines to Manchester usually to buy vinyl stay out Saturday night and drive back on Sunday I met lady-soul in Manchester she was living in a hotel at the time doing a restaurateurs diploma (some fucking use that turned out to be) i didn't sleep much in those days and i would lose that car quite often too, i would wander around Manchester at 6am trying to remember where i had parked it? i had to go to the police station once because i had no idea where it was, what a loon!

Sadly i had to sell it soon after when i moved out of my folks house, i rode a bike for a few years because i still had 3 years of an apprenticeship to go and having left home with not much more than a rucksack, life became more of a financial struggle than i had anticipated but you know what they say.. "every cloud has a silver lining" so through necessity/poverty i started shopping at vintage shops, by this time Maynard the good Doctor and Mr Black had snaffled up all the good shit and what was left was hung up behind the counter with a large price ticket. I would buy Levi's which would often be too large in the waist and too short in the leg, i was known to rock a 36" pair of jeans on a 30" waist often with a 28-30" inseam to boot it just didn't seem to matter, that's why belts were invented. At this time i wouldn't have even known what a red-line was? but it started my denim love affair, the only thing holding me back was funds or the lack of. My look was starting to alter too in the direction of Americana, varsity or denim jackets, flannel shirts, Levi's, pumps and boots. My favourite vintage shop was called Fopp it was crammed full of this garb over two floors, its now the job center.

When i finished my apprenticeship i bought another beetle this 1302's and not long after a 66 bus

They both looked great on the surface but underneath they were as rotten as a pear, i moved on from the rave scene, outdoor raves were becoming fewer and far between and the peacefull atmosphere was becoming agro and the music had morphed from house into either Ambient/Trance or Drum&Bass, Jungle and worst still Speed Garage Aahh! it just wasn't for me anymore and i moved onto the VW scene, i also moved house to another shithole around the corner because my flat  had become something of a flop house for passing stoners and i was getting a bit tired of it.
LVC happened but still to this day i have never seen it sold in Sheffield even in the Levi's store, so beggars can't be choosers, i managed to snap up some 201,s and i had a couple of pairs of 555 47,s.

When i was in my early 20s i decided to buy a house, once again Britain in recession, houses were as cheap as f**k and i had nothing to loose, my cars were fucked and having moved out to Derbyshire cycling to work wasn't going to be an option so i sold them for very little dosh (the VW scene back then was mainly peeps struggling to keep shit-heap daily drivers on the road, most unlike the gentrified scene of today) Most of the old crowd, school friends ect had moved into heavy drugs and were in a worst state than my cars, while i'd spent the weekends driving around the country in my vw-camper dressed like 'Jack the Biscuit' we had lost contact (this was before mobile phones or the internet) mental health issues had taken their toll, suicides, overdoses, prison sentences, what the fuck had happened to them all, it was a lost generation, i went to two funerals in two weeks. I needed to leave it all behind and live a less complicated life.

Around the early 2000,s i found a pair of Sugar Cane hung up in the tailors shop awaiting a hem job, i asked what/where/how and they had come from a local store who sourced 'international men's wear' long before that term became internet-ically rinsed i called in but they were well out of my price range...story of my life.

I lurked sufu for years without posting, just to glean buying info, i remember in the early days before google-translate a Japanese speaker translated the Rakuten order form, this was before (if i remember right) 2000db would proxy. "Put your name here" "Card deets here" and i wrote my card details into a Japanese order form that i couldn't understand, on the instructions of a forum member i didn't know and faxed it to god only knows where...  Now i had definately been bitten by the denim bug.
My Visa card was rejected/not accepted in Japan. Doh!

...and i think you know the rest..


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I do enjoy these wanders down memory lane.

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^^ I love this stuff!
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Post Options Post Options   Thanks (1) Thanks(1)   Quote Dr_Heech Quote  Post ReplyReply Direct Link To This Post Posted: 06 Jul 2017 at 8:30am
^^^Wasn't that good, my dear old Gran could've done a better job. I'll give you 7/10 for effort Wink






Updated mine a little, forgot to add the BBC's 'Design Classic's -the 501 jean'('s) influence  Embarrassed




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Thank you, 00, that was an interesting recollection and I learned something new about the British argot. 
I also learned that entering "Jack the Biscuit" into a Google search string can bring back some, um, colourful results.
 
To recover, I shall don my toque, grab a two-four, plant myself on my buffalo-check chesterfield and watch re-runs of The Royal Canadian Air Farce, eh.  
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Yeah. Jack The Biscuit. Haven't heard that in years...

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Great to see an attempt to get this thread back to life folks. I always wished it took off better.
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Thanks gents,
Im partial to a bit of denim-anthropology as well mr b.

Originally posted by HP Sauce HP Sauce wrote:

Thank you, 00, that was an interesting recollection and I learned something new about the British argot. 
I also learned that entering "Jack the Biscuit" into a Google search string can bring back some, um, colourful results.

The only reference i knew of for 'Jack the Biscuit' meant well dressed, dapper as you see here
but i know what you mean, same thing happened to me while searching for 'Donkey Punches' Shocked urban dictionary has a lot to answer for.

Keep em rolling in folks...

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