Thursday, September 02, 2004

80s ARE BACK, BABY!!

First, the rubber bracelets I saw at Claire's and being "sold" as Skee-Ball prizes in Atlantic City (I got one!). Now a new song by Duran Duran that takes me right back to those high school days. Their sound is sooo Duran Duran. I am irrationally excited by the news that their new album hits stores soon. I am not similarly stirred by the impending return of LITE-FM caliber croonster Richard Marx, but I blame that on "Right Here Waiting," which as far as I'm concerned has been overplayed as much as Whitney's version of "And I Will Always Love You."

Yesterday, I heard some familiar opening notes on the radio. Couldn't identify them at first. Then I remember: "When I'm With You," by Sheriff. Oh, man. Takes me back. To the days of perms and oversized glasses (thankfully, my teeth were straight enough to have escaped the indignity of braces); of hanging out near "his" locker, hoping for a mere glimpse of the perfection I perceived in him; of wanting to be part of the popular group but not having the money for a Benetton rugby; of being into abnormal psychology, Emily Dickinson and Sylvia Plath; of doodling song lyrics all over my looseleaf notebook; of quoting from John Hughes movies endlessly, wishing I looked like Molly Ringwald...

Did anyone actually enjoy high school?

5 Comments:

At 10:39 PM, September 02, 2004, Blogger PetiteDov said...

The first American song i ever over played was Richard Marx's "Here Waiting For You" - takes me back. And i love Duran Duran - but the fashion - except for the snap bracelets - not nostalgic at all. Also, i"m still quote Brat Pack Movies. Especially "The Breakfast Club" and "Sixteen Candles".
"It's really human of you to listen to all my bullshit" - that should be the universal quote for all bloggers.

 
At 11:31 PM, September 02, 2004, Blogger The Lioness said...

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At 11:31 PM, September 02, 2004, Blogger The Lioness said...

(She likes 80's music, not all of it kosher. Filled with shame, she confesses being partial to Richard Marx's "Hazard". She also loses her composure when she hears Duran Duran's "Wild Boys" and can be seen glued to the telly whenever VH1 plays the clip. She vaguely recalls high school, her subconscious having been quite effective at blocking out most of it. She takes comfort from the fact that 18-year-old The One did kiss her, languorously, after chasing her for months in a bold, original, relentless way that has yet to be surpassed by many 30-somethings. His having an 18-year-old girlfriend that looked like a young Kim Basinger did not do wonders for her 15-year-old ego or her faith in mankind, though, especially when wearing a Scouts uniform. Funnily enough, said girlfriend presently lives right in the next building and looks like a trashy Kim Basinger. Peroxide is a dish best served cold.)

 
At 12:00 AM, September 03, 2004, Blogger The Lioness said...

I swear I don't know what I'm doing wrong, I only pressed ONCE, my comments are cloning, so sorry! This apology will sel-destruct after you've read it. If not, give it a little help.

 
At 12:55 PM, September 03, 2004, Blogger Coelecanth said...

Gah, the 80's! Rugby pants, I mean really, what kind of fashion was that for junior high students? Elastic waisted pants just waiting for someone to pull down. Elastic still makes me twitch.

Molly Ringwald, I had such a crush on her. My very first unrequited love.

Highschool was a nightmare so the 80's will always be tainted...tainted love...woe,oh...touch me baby tainted love...

...must stop, that way lies madness or at least endless repetitions of Kharma Chameleon.

 

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Thursday, September 02, 2004

80s ARE BACK, BABY!!

First, the rubber bracelets I saw at Claire's and being "sold" as Skee-Ball prizes in Atlantic City (I got one!). Now a new song by Duran Duran that takes me right back to those high school days. Their sound is sooo Duran Duran. I am irrationally excited by the news that their new album hits stores soon. I am not similarly stirred by the impending return of LITE-FM caliber croonster Richard Marx, but I blame that on "Right Here Waiting," which as far as I'm concerned has been overplayed as much as Whitney's version of "And I Will Always Love You."

Yesterday, I heard some familiar opening notes on the radio. Couldn't identify them at first. Then I remember: "When I'm With You," by Sheriff. Oh, man. Takes me back. To the days of perms and oversized glasses (thankfully, my teeth were straight enough to have escaped the indignity of braces); of hanging out near "his" locker, hoping for a mere glimpse of the perfection I perceived in him; of wanting to be part of the popular group but not having the money for a Benetton rugby; of being into abnormal psychology, Emily Dickinson and Sylvia Plath; of doodling song lyrics all over my looseleaf notebook; of quoting from John Hughes movies endlessly, wishing I looked like Molly Ringwald...

Did anyone actually enjoy high school?

5 Comments:

At 10:39 PM, September 02, 2004, Blogger PetiteDov said...

The first American song i ever over played was Richard Marx's "Here Waiting For You" - takes me back. And i love Duran Duran - but the fashion - except for the snap bracelets - not nostalgic at all. Also, i"m still quote Brat Pack Movies. Especially "The Breakfast Club" and "Sixteen Candles".
"It's really human of you to listen to all my bullshit" - that should be the universal quote for all bloggers.

 
At 11:31 PM, September 02, 2004, Blogger The Lioness said...

This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.

 
At 11:31 PM, September 02, 2004, Blogger The Lioness said...

(She likes 80's music, not all of it kosher. Filled with shame, she confesses being partial to Richard Marx's "Hazard". She also loses her composure when she hears Duran Duran's "Wild Boys" and can be seen glued to the telly whenever VH1 plays the clip. She vaguely recalls high school, her subconscious having been quite effective at blocking out most of it. She takes comfort from the fact that 18-year-old The One did kiss her, languorously, after chasing her for months in a bold, original, relentless way that has yet to be surpassed by many 30-somethings. His having an 18-year-old girlfriend that looked like a young Kim Basinger did not do wonders for her 15-year-old ego or her faith in mankind, though, especially when wearing a Scouts uniform. Funnily enough, said girlfriend presently lives right in the next building and looks like a trashy Kim Basinger. Peroxide is a dish best served cold.)

 
At 12:00 AM, September 03, 2004, Blogger The Lioness said...

I swear I don't know what I'm doing wrong, I only pressed ONCE, my comments are cloning, so sorry! This apology will sel-destruct after you've read it. If not, give it a little help.

 
At 12:55 PM, September 03, 2004, Blogger Coelecanth said...

Gah, the 80's! Rugby pants, I mean really, what kind of fashion was that for junior high students? Elastic waisted pants just waiting for someone to pull down. Elastic still makes me twitch.

Molly Ringwald, I had such a crush on her. My very first unrequited love.

Highschool was a nightmare so the 80's will always be tainted...tainted love...woe,oh...touch me baby tainted love...

...must stop, that way lies madness or at least endless repetitions of Kharma Chameleon.

 

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