Once, probably in the early 1990s, whem my hair was at its most, er ... voluminous, I went to the barbers to get a trim. As I walked in the door of Warman's in Ashford Middx, Alan (the proprietor) pointed at me and exclaimed, "Look everyone, it's 1974!".
I am slightly more proud of that moment than is perhaps entirely appropriate.
However I am a child of the 70s, so here is a small tribute to that most hairy, flared, and flowery decade -when so much weird and wonderful music was made - and millions of rolls of wallpaper were made with gigantic swirling patterns!