I remember at Primary School being cornered in the junior cloakroom with my friend Pam, by a group of older girls. They showed us a picture of the Bay City Rollers ( probably the centrefold of Pink or Jackie) and demanded to know which one we liked.
I chose Woody, he had the friendliest face, but Pam’s choice met with snorts of derision and disbelief amongst the gang.
‘ ALAN! No one fancies Alan’ they cried.
We learned that day, that the only really acceptable BCR to fancy was Les, all the popular girls chose him. If you were a bit dreamy and romantic you were allowed Eric, those deep blue eyes with the luscious lashes or, at a push, Derek or Woody but, absolutely, definitely not Alan. I don’t know why, after reading Bye Bye Baby by Caroline Sullivan, he seems like the nicest, trying to strike up a conversation with fans around a swimming pool instead of telling them to “Fuck off” like Les did.
There are some great passages in this where Les’s voice comes across very clearly.
He talks about “the unavoidable turning point that all celebrities dread, the point when the papers, who are so kind and encouraging to start with because you increase their sales, suddenly decide you’re now worthless to them and show themselves to be the back stabbing, lie spewing bastards that they truly are”
Or his take on the official Bay City Rollers magazine
“Launched in 1975 in glorious full colour and crammed full of bullshit..it was the sheer quantity of the bullshit that made the magazine so bad”
I just wish I’d got to see Les McKeowns 1970s Bay City Rollers when they were around.