Not exactly sure of the date. It just came to me as a clipping. I got it because of that Shelia Rock photo of Jim. God, that is such a wonderful photoshoot. There are some beautiful images of Jim in that white outfit – the jaiket and the “jodpurs” as he called them once. I think he was having a shot at my obvious penchant for him in that suit with those boots, with his dyed black hair and all that guyliner and make up. I guess I am pretty overt with that love of the 1982 Kerr aesthetic.
I’ll find the reply I got asking him about him namechecking Philip K Dick when posting about Theme For Great Cities a few years back.
Oh, but just look at him! A THOUSAND TIMES – YES! I love that jaiket. Without the jaiket though?! ERRRRRRRMAGEEEEERRRRRRD!!!! You are sex on legs, Kerr!
I’ve spent sssooo much time delaying this post trying to find that reply from Jim about sci-fi, Philip K Dick and his 1982 aesthetic that I will add it WHEN I find it!
I know I shouldn’t laugh..but just, holy fuck…this cracked me up and I need the laughs…and the reminder that – nobody’s perfect (esp. me) and that IT’S OKAY to be a fuck up…and as a good friend said to me…that, maybe I’m being too hard on myself.
Hard NOT to be hard on yourself when all you feel you do IS ENDLESSLY fuck up.
Thank you, Jim. Thank you for just…being the perfect accidental comedian 🙂 I adore you!
It is very rare for me to stumble upon a photo that had been previously unseen by me…but last night it happened with a couple of pics of The Mister whilst looking about Facebook.
This is the first of the two. The sharer says it’s from 1985…but I definitely disagree with that date. His hair cut is the biggest reveal that date is wrong. Secondly his clothing. Still in loose, tailored trousers and a jacket. Boots and a belt…I would definitely say it’s more 1983. Not that I’m any Jim Kerr photographic expert or anything(!)
But…def, 1983. Anyway…enjoy. It’s lovely! (I need some new content for this blog!)
It never ends. But, geez, when Sir bites back, I could bloody kiss him! (Well, I don’t need an excuse like this. Lol. Not that I would! IN MY ETERNAL DAMN DREAMS!) He cracks me up when he does this stuff…