Seattle was an interesting city to grow in during the '60s and '70s, at the time it was very much a "musical island" that often found it's own way, so while many grew up with Motown or LA as musical influence they didn't take a strong a hold here. I was a gawky, pimply faced kid in 1973 as I started my Freshman year in High School, music was about to enter my life in a big way that year. I met a fellow named Dave Haynes, he had a copy of "Slayed" by Slade tucked under his arm, it was the music that up until that point in my life I'd never heard, the loud guitars and drums were very compelling. Slade led me to all the really cool U.K. glam bands at the time, T-Rex, Bowie, The Sweet and of course Mott the Hoople. Thus my early musical hero's and influences, these guys were all what I thought rock stars should be and were almost all I listened to through my High School years (my friends were more into Led Zep etc. as they were emerging on Seattle FM radio). When I started playing the bass (even the guy at the music store said "don't you want to play guitar?!) in 1974 it was no surprise that I had to have a bass that at least looked like a Gibson even if it was an inexpensive Japanese copy of one. As an aside, yes, by this time I was raiding Mom's closet for clothes as well.
The big fellow in the silver platform boots and white Thunderbird made quite an impression on me, I never wanted to play anything but the bass and to look so cool as he did with that big white Bird. Thank you Overend, Rest in Peace.
Silver boots, white Thunderbird, coincidence? I think not!