Hearing those bitter sweet harmonies and big acoustic guitars was new and exciting for teenagers growing up in post-war austerity in the late 1950s. I still remember hearing “Cathy’s Clown” on TV (probably on Juke Box Jury) and the impact it had.
it wasn’t just the music either it was the look. My first styled haircut was a “Westerner” as the local barber called it when I showed him the picture of the brothers.
And for aspiring guitar bands – of which there were so many – those three chord songs like “When will I be loved” were played with gusto alongside songs by Buddy Holly and Eddie Cochran.
Those of us who played guitar just wished we had decent ones…
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