Not to make this a theme of my vacation posts or anything, but as we were driving to our secret hideaway here in Michigan, I got to spend some time listening to an old friend of mine - WXRT.
XRT, as they have since I've been peripatetically listening, do a thing on Saturday mornings where they 'flashback' to a specific year in the history of the station. This week, it was 1983.
Which would have been fine.
Except the first four songs I heard were "Radio Free Europe" (R.E.M.), "Sunday Bloody Sunday" (U2), "Gone Daddy Gone" (Violent Femmes) and "The Love Cats" (The Cure).
All of which would have been some extraordinarily good car|travelling music, except for the fact that it led me to think about how excited I was when those songs first started worming their way into the XRT playlists.
Back when they came out.
Back in 1983. That's, what, 23 years ago?
Holy shit. More than half my life.
I am so freaking old.
Yeah, yeah, we're old, we have kids, we're all grown up now (or as much as we ever will be, anyway), whatever.
They're still great songs.
Robb-
They sure are. It was a little jarring to realize that they're almost a quarter-decade old now.
J.
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