Was Your Car this Cool? Check out these vintage photos of 1950s & 1960s automobiles set to music!
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Thirty seconds in, and I'm calling Bovine Scat.
That photo of a row of cars at a Chevrolet-Pontiac dealership...on the extreme left...is a "ute" - a coupe utility, like the El Camino. Except the El Camino first came out in 1959, with a far more modern body. I'm not sure GM even made them in Australia, where they found a home, until later. Certainly never sold as Chevrolets - Holden was the GM brand there.
So it's not just AI narration (probably; I had the sound off) but AI hallucination, too.
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EDIT: I see they had a Holden sign before the others; I guess it was a Holden dealer. Didn't know Chevy and Poncho were sold in Aussieland, ever. BUT...two later photos show the Chrysler Turbine experimental cars in some sort of street race. Those aren't cool; those are rare museum pieces. Only fifty were made and most destroyed after testing).
That said...the photos before...I have some awareness of those cars. The Tri-Fives weren't cool until about when I got into high school. Prior to that, they were just old Chevrolets. A friend's mother had one; dad was climbing the corporate ladder and while he had a nice new Pontiac (1964) company car (they could use when he was at home), they couldn't afford a good car of their own. Or chose not to - they had a nice home and put a lot of improvement into it. We had newish cars; they had whole-house air-conditioning.
But she hated that rusty 1956. When finally she was allowed a newer car, a 1963 Ford Fairlane (a stripper, and used, but not rusty) she was overjoyed.
Others saw those cars the same. Just appliances. No one thought of them as anything special (beyond the Nomad wagon model) until they were mostly gone.
And that's how it is. We had a 1968 Wagoneer. It was my father's car; but for dirty jobs like getting a Christmas tree or getting mulch, my mother would use it. OH, how she hated that car...admittedly, it was a lemon. Kaiser had problems in those years - a small plant and demand for the J-Series (Wagoneer and Gladiator pickup) was exploding. And company owner Henry Kaiser had just died; no one knew what the future was. The IRS could have wound up owning the company for taxes. So they weren't going to expand the factory and they just sped up the line. The 1967-69s were the worst-assembled years.
But today it would be worth six figures. Back then...for five dollars my mother would have cheerfully burned it in the center of the city park.
Not just my own experiences. On an old-car site I used to frequent, we were discussing the last of the old-school Dodge/Plymouths, the Gran Fury and Diplomat. Those were the long-running last holdouts of the pre-Iaccoa years. The site owner put up a photo of one near his home, said it belonged to a neighbor. It had been Grandma's car, and now the teen girl in the family was taking it to school (2010; things are different today, of course).
I remarked that she probably hated it, felt it demeaning. I know I hated those things as taxis. If someone had given me my grandmother's brother's Ambassador as a school car, I'd have REALLY not been grateful.
I was quickly corrected. She loved the car, said the owner-poster. The kids all thought it was "ironic" and kewel - the boxy look, the four square headlamps, the bench seats.
It just shows how tastes change. Unpredictably.