The subject of Rick Rolling came up recently and, of course, that triggered a musical trip down memory lane: dancing in Long Beach, CA at the height of my emancipated 20s. Every time this song would come on, I was on the dance floor or turning it up in the car. Thanks to the immediate gratification of the internet, I had a listen (probably the first time in close to two decades) and it occurs to me that late 70s and 80s music had an infectious joy and encouraging drive to them that I just dont hear in todays dance music. Maybe it was just me. Maybe it was the time (even though we were dancing our way through an epidemic that was effectively being ignored nationally at the highest levels). Maybe it was confirming that the heart of mine that had been enraptured, confused, horrified, and ultimately broken over the course of that decade was still capable of healing by the power of music. Thanks to Maren for that simple reminder (you are the enraptured part and still are) youtube/watch?v=FykzIWh1p7o
Posted on: Sat, 08 Nov 2014 16:32:48 +0000
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