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Little did I realize that the music of my teenage years had been produced when I was roughly 3. *sigh* I always have been behind the times. Still... This was music given to me by some of my dad's friends when we were hanging out playing AD&D. I was - 15? Ish? Probably younger. I don't even think my dad was in the group with us; he had a different Friday game. It's a strange moment looking back and realizing that my teenage years were spent hanging out with guys who were at least 8-10 years older than me, that my dad was comfortable leaving me !alone! with these guys, and I was cheerfully picking up mass culture from them. More, really, that they honestly enjoyed having me around. I never actually thought about it before, it was just so -- normal. They weren't old fogies, I wasn't an annoying brat. Much ;)
Maybe it's not that I'm 10 years behind the times. Maybe it's more that I was 10 years older than the body I was wearing. Not so much, now. But at the time it seems to have worked out. And in a couple days I'll have another handful of remembrance. I'm not trying to be a kid again. I feel that I'm just trying to reconnect with what made me the kind of person I was then, and reintroduce some of the good bits. That's not necessarily a bad thing, now.
And the music is still cool ;D
