I frequently reminisce about the past. Sometimes I even long for it. But there’s this thing we do as humans where we leave out the bad bits and just remember the best bits, which I think, is what’s so responsible for nostalgia as we know it. I realize that some people do just the opposite where they had such traumatic events in the past that they either block it out or choose to only remember the negative bits and let it rule their lives. Which kind of human you are, which of these two paths you take, is really up to you, and up to what kind of experiences you’ve had in your life. Maybe it’s also up to how your brain functions. Continue reading
Occasionally while I’m listening to KCRW‘s Morning Becomes Eclectic or other public radio music show, a song will come up that brings back the feelings and memories of my life growing up as a kid in Pittsburgh. The songs don’t necessarily evoke memories of the city itself; it’s just a sort of nostalgic feeling. There are so many of these that I decided I’ll make this into a series. Not every consecutive post will be about personally nostalgic music, but you’ll see it come up every now and again. I’m really glad now that I didn’t get rid of that old shoe box of cassette tapes that’s sitting in our closet at our apartment. It’ll be a good resource for me to remember what I used to listen to. Also a note on soundtracks: I loved buying and listening to soundtrack albums when I was younger. I notice that there tended to be a theme with these– soundtracks from movies starring actors I had admiration for, or crushes on.
Today I’d like to cover Björk (Debut Album), Toad the Wet Sprocket (In Light Syrup and Dulcinea), and the original Dumb and Dumber soundtrack (I had a comedy crush on Jim Carrey. Oo…comedy crushes… good topic for another time). Read on…
Many people know Rankin/Bass Productions for the stop-motion holiday specials they grew up watching, like Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer. But I grew up enchanted by their 2D animated features. Their versions of The Hobbit and Return of the King, along with The Last Unicorn did a lot to shape my love of fantasy and storytelling as a young child growing up in the 1980s. One listen to Glenn Yarbrough’s smooth vibrato, and John Houston’s turn as Gandalf bring the feeling of those films instantly rushing back. (John Houston was absolutely my original Gandalf.) Continue reading