If you've never felt a moment of nostalgia for the 90's, you probably weren't born in the 70's. I can't understand it, but I've been feeling 90's nostalgia. I don't even know what that means. Is it too soon? And it seems, in retrospect, like such an undefinable decade. Kind of blah.
It's hard to accept the fact that Fugazi is (was?), by and large, an 80's band.
When I turned 30 I didn't mind it so much. If I'd known what was in store for me, though, I might have taken out a life insurance policy.
I was listening to the Blake Babies today as I hung the laundry. That puts me in a special catagory - I know, I know. How I know. But there is nothing I can do about it. I love, and have loved, and will love, the Blake Babies. Then I realized that somewhere in Downtime, we hit the pinnacle of western civilization - and it's not even that good a song.
It's all in your head.
p.s. The cover of Innocence and Experience still shocks me. Is it possible that those people were made by the same world that made Hitler? Not to mention myself.
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