>The music of my childhood makes me smile. I hear the Bee Gees and it reminds me of a simpler time with simpler pleasures and frustrations. Of course, back then worrying about that spelling homework I didn’t finish was a big deal that kept me up at night. Or wondering if Santa would bring me that Barbie Doll I wanted…he didn’t by the way. Then there was the joy of no school because of a snow day. I can easily remember the thrill of playing with my Easy Bake Oven and marveling at the way a mere light bulb baked a cake. And don’t even get me started on the smell of fresh Play-Doh.
I wonder if the “kids” today will feel the same way. Will they hear Britney Spears and think the same thing? Or maybe Backstreet Boys?
I remember people hating almost everything disco. On one of those “I Love the (Insert Decade Here)” shows I remember watching a clip of a bunch of disco records being burned in the middle of a baseball field. It was some radio station’s form of protest/self-promotion.
Which leaves me with the question…Is pop music from the late 90s/early 2000s worse than disco? Or is it comparing apples to oranges? Both crap in their own ways, yet secretly enjoyed by millions?
>Britney reminds me of some really, really fun times growing up. Traveling with friends to Seattle for the weekend to see her Onyx tour. Having "Britney Nights" where we watched her DVD's and drank girly drinks, sometimes putting them in slow motion – she does a few naughty things in Stronger FYI. My "Britney Hallway" which was a shrine to Britney in one of my first apartments. I had the cover of Rolling Stones with her on it as the focal point. Nobody ever burn my Britney. She's the Madonna of my generation. 🙂 Thanks for making me think of the great memories!