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newVideoPlayer("/75_Chrysler_NYer_JackJones_494.flv", 506, 423,""); Now that the '75 New Yorker is quite the collector's car, with original examples changing hands for upwards of several dozen dollars, we can understand why Jack Jones was so appreciative of the deep-tufted velour interior and 230-horse 440 under the hood. But that sticker price of $6,611 was more than a grand more than the Cordoba's- talk about car buying dilemmas! And check out the bit right before the ad- Game 7 of the 1975 World Series!
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newVideoPlayer("/78_Zephyr_Chevette_476.flv", 506, 423,""); Here's a two-for-one Classic Ad Watch deal from the darkest days of the Malaise Era . First up, a Gladding Chevrolet (Maryland) offer for a Chevette with factory air for just 99 bucks a month. Before you jump in the time machine to take advantage of that sweet deal, however, consider the '79 Mercury Zephyr, which was cheaper than both the Toyota Corona and the '78 Zephyr.
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newVideoPlayer("/75_Pacer_Wide_494.flv", 506, 423,""); OK, so the Nova would stick out the back if you tried to stuff one inside a Pacer's shell (though the Pinto and Vega might fit). The point here is that the Pacer was completely crazy- no, wait, we mean incredibly innovative! Tough as it might be to believe today, the Pacer sold pretty well and was once a common sight on the road.
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newVideoPlayer("/70_DodgeDartSwinger_494.flv", 506, 423,""); Since my cultural knowledge has giant gaps when it comes to old TV shows, I have no idea whether the character of the super-stereotyped Southern Sheriff in this ad was lifted from a TV show or created from scratch for this ad. Either way, it appears that he's getting ready to put the Dodge dealer on the chain gang for the crime of giving the Sheriff's wife an automatic transmission in her '70 Dart Swinger at no extra cost. How about a 4-speed manual at no extra cost?
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newVideoPlayer("/Redd_Foxx_Colt_45_494.flv", 506, 423,""); What did hep early-70s skiers crave most on the slopes? You got it- tall cans of Colt .45! Aaah, nothing feels quite as good as staggering helplessly into a snowbank, your ski pants sodden with unnoticed urine and the meat of your knuckles shredded from some other skier's busted bicuspids- yes, that's what skiing is all about! But what if you've run out of 16-ouncers and you've assigned Redd Foxx to beer-run duty, and he's driving "Redd's Sled," which appears to be a rally-prepped, fender-flared proto-Colt/crypto-Galant of some sort? Hilarity ensues! Bonus points for anyone who can identify the car; I've been watching this thing like it's the Zapruder Film, and the best I can do is interpret those round pillar emblems as probable Colt items and say "Colt with weird taillights" or maybe "Cricket after a Bondo attack."
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newVideoPlayer("/Rainier_Beer_494.flv", 506, 423,""); If you were within, say, 1,000 miles of the Pacific Northwest during the 1970s, you remember this ad. In fact, if you were a kid during this time, you and your friends imitated it ceaselessly… and if your family had a car with a manual transmission, you and your siblings imitated it every time gears were changed during road trips, until your parents developed a powerful thirst for something way stronger than watery Seattle brew in order to blot out the maddening sound from the back seat. We know, it's not really a car commercial, but there's an engine involved! And check it out- here's an account by the guy who wrote and produced the ad- isn't the Internet great?
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newVideoPlayer("/70s_Ford_Capri_Germany_494.flv", 506, 423,""); When you're jumping off a cliff while strapped in your German-flag-colored hang glider and clad in the finest of polyester duds, you don't want your special lady to pick you up in some jive-ass tape-striped Opel. You want her to roar down the mountain in a high-performance Ford Capri! Thanks once again to Franzouse for the tip.
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newVideoPlayer("/72_Cocoa_Puffs_476.flv", 506, 423,""); Gramps pushing Sonny The Cuckoo Bird 's horseless carriage across the wasteland, where their carcasses will soon become food for birds that eat rotting corpse flesh rather than artificially flavored and colored breakfast cereal… but wait! Gramps whips out some Cocoa Puffs and pure liquid methamphetamine milk, and the resulting frenzy bounces the Model T all the way to the nearest gas station. This ad was much more successful than the one in which Sonny slaughters an entire NVA division in Quang Tri.
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newVideoPlayer("/70s_Opel_Swingers_494.flv", 506, 423,""); Nobody swings quite as hard as German employees of General Motors- in fact, these Opel cats are wailing! Just take the early-70s Kadett, Manta, and Ascona, apply about 50 pounds of decals and stripes per car, and watch the cars fly off the showroom floors. Thanks to Franzouse for the tip!
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newVideoPlayer("/71_Chrysler_Royal_476.flv", 506, 423,""); The Newport Royal was priced a couple hundred bucks lower than the regular Newport; it came with less gingerbread and a 360 instead of the 383 engine, but was otherwise the same car. See, that's to get you hooked on Chryslers; the guy who buys the Royal now will go on to buy a Corboba a few years later, and by now he's in a Cirrus. Just like eating peanuts!
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newVideoPlayer("/70s_Leyland_Princess_476.flv", 506, 423,""); You can forget everything you've heard about the utterly execrable build quality of British Leyland's nadir, the Princess . Turns out that front-wheel-drive setup, Hydragas suspension, and weight savings from all the parts that fell off during normal operation made for excellent off-road performance!
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newVideoPlayer("/72_NissanSkyline_JDM_476.flv", 506, 423,""); This is apparently one of the famous "Ken and Mary" Skyline ads, which were so popular in Japan that the car was actually known as the Kenmari. And hey, you can see why! Check out Mary's kinda-now-kinda-wow headband, which shows that she's tuned in . And Ken's hair... well, we can see where James May got the inspiration for his own look. We lust for that beautiful blue Nissan in a big way, though the sight of the automatic shifter comes as something of a disappointment.
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newVideoPlayer("/Citroen_GSX_476.flv", 506, 423,""); Once you drop off the old man at the (train station? whorehouse?), the Citroën GSX turns you into a total menace on the roads; you'll be beating your chest and howling- and we mean literally howling- with the sheer macho joy of its mighty 65-horsepower engine. It's too bad we found this ad after selecting the entrants for the Best Car Ads Of The 1970s poll , because we think it would have made a strong showing in the vote.
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We saw the 'I like it going up and down' Mini run away with the vote in the Top Ten Car Ads Of The 60s poll yesterday, and today we continue the Fourth Of July Celebration Of Vehicular Consumption Series with- you guessed it- the 1970s. The decade of Watergate, the Fall of Saigon, oil embargoes, 5 MPH crash bumpers... but don't forget custom vans, Acapulco Gold, and Foghat, not to mention the Bicentennial Fourth of July celebration! Make the jump to check out the ads and cast your vote. 10: 1976 Triumphs Caught in the act by your special lady's husband, you have no choice but to leap out the window- wearing only a towel- and run straight to the nearest British Leyland dealership, where a vast assortment of Triumph machines provides a dubious escape hatch. Fortunately for you, the enraged cuckold makes his pursuit in possibly the most unreliable British car ever made: a Triumph Stag! 9: 1971 Plymouth Duster We tend to think that a woman who knows all the specs on a '71...
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newVideoPlayer("/70_Monterey_476.flv", 506, 423,""); W. C. Fields died in 1946, but his mock-crafty drunk persona still had sufficient cultural resonance 24 years later for Mercury to use an impersonator to sell the huge '70 Monterey 2-door hardtop. We think this ad would have been better had the Fields character taken a big swill from a hip flask prior to getting behind the wheel, but that might have been going too far, even in 1970. We've seen an example of the big Merc down on the Alameda street.
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