So today is a weird day for me. I tend to me the kind of girl that looks to the good times in the past as much as I look forward to the good times to come. Each phase that passes I consider to be the best yet. And yes, I do consider myself lucky for having that outlook as a twenty something.
The reason why I feel stuck in this pre-adult limbo is basically because I reverted back to 1972 last night.
Three bottles of red wine, my Uncle Bill’s old records, and good friends that need hair cuts. They say with all the digital enhancements made recently with music, people are accepting convenience over quality; something I’m guilty of myself. There was no better way to spend a random Thursday night than enjoying music in its purest form!
Left me pondering this: In 20 years, will I be sitting in my upstairs “listening room” blasting John Mayer? Will I still have a flair for finding new bands? Or will I be the typical 50 something Mom stuck on past artists like Donna is to Madonna, Bonnie Rate and the La Bamba soundtrack.
I already look back at some of the bands that I worshipped as a younger girl, and can’t stand to listen to them for anything more than nostalgic purposes. Is MxPx a good band? Definitely not. But the memories associated with those songs? The best.
My ultimate conclusion was, past or present, both have been good to me. Got a little deep on ya there.
Time to retire for the day — I leave you with two songs for the day in light of the past: