That title should get a few hits, huh?
Speaking of hits, this morning I was checking in with some bloggy friends, and I laughed out loud when I read Anne’s post “Don’t Phelps that Bong.” I found her 3rd point about journalists particularly amusing, the best being the one who said Phelps was caught “taking tokers from a bonger.” I’m still laughing. Did someone really say that? I don’t care how busy you are. It’s worth a short click over for a good laugh.
Then I popped over to SusieJ‘s and read about how Guitar Hero has built a musical bridge between Susie and her teenage son. Since just last year we suffered more than a bit of angst over our oldest son’s intense desire to fit in and download all of the songs his friends were downloading, I found this compelling. Guitar Hero can help? Perhaps we should relent. I’ll take Fleetwood Mac over L’il Wayne any day of the week.
SusieJ mentioned Love Me Two Times by The Doors, so of course I watched the YouTube link. Then I had to listen to this one, for really old times sake. Well, you know what happened next, right? I had stumbled onto Nostalgia Lane and I couldn’t leave. I just kept clicking. Madonna, The Eagles, and Tears for Fears all reared their heads. I’m not saying for sure, but Air Supply and Journey may have made a quick appearance too. Suddenly it was 1985 and man, I was young.
I even rediscovered Men at Work and their vegemete sandwich. And hey, do you remember this one?
I had totally forgotten, but there it is, preserved better than I’ll ever be. No wonder my dad hated MTV. Between these guys and Madonna’s lingerie, I’m surprised we didn’t toss the TV and move to the woods.
It wasn’t all wasted time, though. Ever efficient, I was able to learn something new during my foray into the past. Until today, I thought you could find just about anything, anything I tell you, on YouTube. But apparently, Prince (of course I tried to find Purple Rain!) and his record label have a ban on posting his music on YouTube. You can find a few soundless videos, but really, who wants to look at that? It’s all about the listening, Prince. No one wants to watch your 1984 writhing. Okay, lots of people probably do, but I’m not one of them.
And then, Prince-deprivation notwithstanding, I began to come up for air. I surfaced from the depths of YouTube and my long ago musical past, and realized that I had doctor’s appointments to make, articles to write, a Valentine’s party to plan, a birthday cake to bake, and that none of my children have clean clothes. So it’s back to 2009, where I am less young but oh, so busy. And if I need a flashback, there are always YouTube and Guitar Hero to help me out.
Happy Thursday, all!
If you want to join me in wasting some time, enjoy these blasts from the past, courtesy of YouTube:
