culture schlock

Once upon a time, Avant Babs stepped out into the futuristic world to spread her electro-love on the planet. First sighted in the late 3060s she was noticed infiltrating the swinging sphere where she is reported to have found it ‘far out’. Grooving onto the theatre of a central park she hung with Marvin the Martian and enchanted the throng with her meshugga madcappery, drifting into an era called: Disco.

Through the DiscoAge she stumbled on a world electronica, entrancing earthlings to perform for her using their kitchenette implements; Concrete Chic at her beck and call. Avant Babs fought the good fight, swung the great swing and grooved away until she met up with the PermAge. Of this time little is known. What is depicted is that The GreatFro, as she was then known, ruled but met with great resistance from the Misogynons. A-feared of her strength and GlamaGroove, they grappled with the Glamatron until eventually denting her sense of humour. Avant Babs as was will always be fondly remembered.