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Ah, the'80's. Those were the days. Graduated high school. worked away from home in the summers & had the best time of my life. A few interesting jobs. No one particular career. But the best, was the music. All of it. What about you sweets??
Sad and bereft because I didn't know you.
Learning to play records. Infant/junior/primary school. Big Yellow Teapot. Swing Out Sister, Pet Shop Boys, Eric B & Rakim. Puffball skirts and my first jheri curl, acceptable in the 80s only, at age 8. Not being allowed to watch Eddie Murphy's standup videos, but being allowed to watch Nightmare on Elm Street.80s = early childhood :-)
What were the 80's like? Well for the part that I was actually alive, mostly blankness. :-PSeriously, it was my best decade. I got more action back then than I do now. Ha!
Absolutely fantastic, big hair, shouder pads, tiny waist, eating disorder, Bronski Beat, Dynasty, Non Stop Ecsatic Dancing, boyfriends, broken hearts, drama, drama, drama, Bang, poppers, Sue Ellen, Royal Weddings, Nathan Jones, boxers, Libfraumilch, Neighbours, Ooh to be Arghh
full of interesting musicmarriage (82) eleven days to 25th annivfirst three children (83,85,88) miss 88 has high school graduation tonightgot the job I currently have (88)the eighties were the beginning of the road I'm on now
80's ... Primary school, big hair, Spinker Hotel in Gourock where ma Mammy worked, Culture Club (Karma Chameleon) Mel & Kim (Respectable) Diana Ross (Chain Reaction) How did my parents not know by the time I was 6? Listening to my parents Genisis, Dire Straits and Peter Gabrial tapes in the car.Did my adverts get you thinking about the 80's dearest Minge?
Donna Summer, Gimme A Break, elementary school, playing in the woods, baby brothers, The Jeffersons, Whitney, iron-on tees, my secret decoder ring, entering adolescence, angst, middle school and depression...they started out so promising
They were the baseline experience of my life, subliminally what I judge everything that follows against. Reagan as the forever president, Madonna, broadcast television, "The Cosby Show followed by "Family Ties," summertime swimming lessons, high school, middle school, late elementary school. Everything formative, even that which I don't realize still permeates me.
I was in elementary school towards the beginning, wearing matching corduroys, turtlenecks, and sweaters, lusting (unbeknownst to myself) for Bo Duke, listening to Duran Duran, watching "Danger Mouse", and reading comic books. The only thing that has really changed is the clothing.At the conclusion of the decade, I was in high school, my head shaved except for my bleached blond bangs, wearing a lot of black, writing bad "poetry", and listening to the Smiths. Funny that I'm more like how I was in elementary school than in high school. Thank goodness.
If I had been born I would let you know
Ahhh Danger Mouse and Bananaman! Mysterious Cities of Gold and Roland Rat ... I hated Roland Rat! He-man, She-ra, Thundercats, Pigeon Street, Transformers Lunch Boxes, Rainbow! Oh how I miss bungle Zippy and George. Oh "Let's Pretend" and Playschool!You were probably watching Grange Hill by then I imagine!
Frustrating as a gay teenager in a Daily Mail world.But the music and tv was great.
@Japanesewhispers: Since you remember the Mysterious Cities of Gold, do you also remember Spartakus and the Sun Beneath the Sea? I remember them as a duo and I wish I could get my hands on copies.
Wearing a big 'Frankie Says Relax' t-shirt over leggings, using far too much stinking hair gel, having a massive quiff and trying to be a 'psychobilly'. Having a massive crush on Paul Weller. Going to night clubs from age 14 like the Mud, the Wag, in London, on a school night. The 80s were ace.
Graduated high school; first job (stayed for 13 years); started traveling the globe with The Continental Singers and singing for Jesus and saving people for eternal life (don't even ask); being a good little (closeted queer) boy and trying to figure out my future and life. It was good, but not very pretty. Especially the "give away" clothes that clearly identified me as a closet case.
loved the mmusic wa my decade for growing up i spose bring back those puffball skirts!
Hmmmm, first European trip, school and the ensuing angst, trying to figure out how I fit in life (errr, that really hasn't changed as much as I'd like), finding a love of music (Erasure and caramel sundaes after scholarship classes), growing giant feet and getting tall, pining for cute boys, Australia, many late nights reading trashy novels.There's more but that's a good chunk.
Ahh, nostalgia, I was in high school wearing lots of bright colors, surf tshirts and skinny levis while listening to the ramones, clash, new order, the smiths and the cure.
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