Well, our very clever M made her way through my spider-webby memories and cracked the code for Lori’s Childhood Trivia, Round 2. Here were the clues (which I had just modified because even my sisters — who shared a childhood with me — even they were stumped):
Clue #1: Michigan* (or San Francico or Tampa)
Clue #2: Weekend evening
Now, before I give the winning answer, here are the other clues I had lined up:
Clue #3: Skates or curlers
Clue #4: Tartan
To kill time while your back-brain works on this, I’ll tell you that there is an unexpected art to putting together these clues. You want to set people on the right track but not be too obvious too quickly. You want to play on both the sound and the meaning of the words. You want to pull together geographic, semantic, cultural, and sensory clues. The meting out needs to be evenly paced and ready for either a sprint or a marathon contest.
So. Try it. Please think of your own childhood memory and lead backwards a trail of bread crumbs to that memory. Let me know you’re doing it and I’ll announce your trivia contest here.
Ready for Round #2’s answer?
Bay City Rollers.
My sister and I had a love/hate relationship with this pre-boy-band boy band. Sure, they were cute and their songs were catchy. But even with our tween-age eyes we could see that they were so packaged.
We had our own name for them. It’s not very PC, though. At that stage in our development, everything was about butts. She was a butt, I was a butt, our little sister was a butt. Often our parents were butts (although we never dared say that to their faces).
So we called this very perky group the Butt City Buttocks, our pre-teen way of expressing both fascination and contempt for the Bay City Roller phenomenon.
For those of you who may have missed them the first time around, here are the Butt City Buttocks Bay City Rollers singing Saturday Night.
* According to Wikipedia: [Originally called the Saxons] the band, seeking a less English-sounding moniker, they chose a new name allegedly by throwing a dart at a map of the United States. The dart landed on the map in the state of Arkansas, but since “Arkansas Rollers” did not sound quite right, and might also lead to problems with pronunciation, they tried again and this time the dart landed near the community of Bay City, Michigan.