“My People Were Fair And Had Sky In Their Hair…But Now They’re Content To Wear Stars”
Definition of a ‘ponce‘: “A posh, effeminate person; one who prances about; a silly, self important individual; one who wears frills and pantaloons; “eyeliner boys”; modern day minstrels; unicorn fanciers.”
I am, of course, referring here to Adam Ant. Now, don’t get me wrong, I still like a lot of the early Adam And The Ants stuff. They released some really decent pop songs and one stone cold classic of an album during their short existence. Everything they did was done with tongue firmly planted in cheek, which was half the fun.
Marc Bolan was another ponce. Before he released the glam sensations Electric Warrior and The Slider, Marc Bolan and his merry crew of prancing cohorts could have been described as ‘cosmic pixie-elves’ and wrote and performed songs that were about as fey as anything.. One need only gaze upon the titles of his first four albums to understand this truism: “My People Were Fair And Had Sky In Their Hair…But Now They’re Content To Wear Stars” from 1968; “Prophets, Seers and Sages The Angels Of The Ages”, also from 1968; 1969’s “Unicorn”, and “A Beard Of Stars” from 1970. He was able to turn things around, musically and lyrically speaking, but his lyrics would continue in this cosmic vein until his untimely death in 1977.
Ponce-rock is making a bit of a comeback these days with folks like Devendra Banhart proudly carrying the torch. One can only hope that his devoted followers will eventually wash the glitter out of their beards, wipe off their half moon water soluble tattoos and come to the realization that there are better artists to invest their time in than a silly man with a badly tuned acoustic guitar wearing eyeliner and a gold lame strapless gown.