Happenstance
The dB’s, 1982.
Solid
Ashford & Simpson, 1984.
Starry Eyes
The Records, 1979.
So I guess this week I’m stuck in 1979. Interestingly enough, this song (which I later decided may have been my favorite pop song ever) also just happened to be the first song I remember being introduced to initially through a music video.
This was at a time when “music video” really meant “promo clip that you send to music shows on TV so you don’t have to appear in person and lip sync”. The show where I first saw it, I remember, was an odd syndicated show called “Twiggy’s Jukebox” hsted by the famous ex-model. In fact, I don’t think I’d ever seen the video again until today.
Looks like Bev Perdue has brought out the big guns.
Life in Tokyo
Japan, 1979.
Did you get threatened with a frivolous lawsuit this weekend?
I also took a much-needed day off on Saturday and drove to Lynchburg, Virginia. Mainly because it was there. I don’t envision a repeat performance anytime in the near future, though, exciting as it may be to visit the place where Jerry Falwell died.
Lost Without Your Love
Jacqui Brooks, 1984.
I seem to be trapped in 1984 this week.
Random thoughts for a Monday evening:
- In case you thought Winston-Salem was some southern backwater, I offer the photo above as proof that it’s not. We’ve gotsyphillis prevention ads in Spansih on the backs our buses just like they have in the big city.
- Now that I’m a member of the American Library Association, I get email advertising things like discounts on microfilm scanners. And I find that vaguely exciting.
I’m sorry. I usually try for a minimum of three, but two’s all I’ve got tonight.
Together in Electric Dreams
Giorgio Moroder & Philip Oakley, 1984.
Surprising but true: having your Sunday dinner at a mediocre, overpriced Chinese buffet across from the Wal-Mart in Mocksville NC is not the surefire cure for a shitty mood you might expect it would be.
Oh well. At least the weather’s getting chilly again. That’s a bonus.