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I turned out TV

May 5th, 2017

Been thinking about this tweet of Andrew's an awful lot today. https://t.co/X8bWk48m34 — Mike Sterling (@mikesterling) May 5, 2017 I’ve covered this subject in previous posts, but stuff sinks quickly in this format and I feel obligated to live up to Mike’s high praise for me. A couple weeks ago, I wrote about the conflict […]

Know thy self, inc.

February 22nd, 2017

I’ve been dicking around on the internet for almost twenty-five years now. In that time, I’ve seen multiple childhood mysteries clarified by either active searches or chance encounters. Stuff that was once confined to the realm of hazy memory or dismissed as ancient fever dreams have been given names faces, titles or — occasionally — […]

Goodbye, Big Red Dog

January 7th, 2017

In August 2004, a couple of days after we passed papers for the House on the Hillside, Maura and I were driving down I-93 South through the Middlesex Fells when she sat up in the passenger seat and shouted “There’s a puppy on the side of the road.” I pulled my Lumina over and we […]

Fade to gray

December 27th, 2016

“Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go” is one of the boundary markers I’ve used to differentiate the “low Eighties” from the “high Eighties” — the era of grimy futurist dread versus the era of pastel plastic poptimism. I can’t make it past the first “JITTERBUG” without flashing back to eighth grade homeroom, herpes with all […]

Ever since I was a kid, medicine autumn has been my favorite time of year. Halloween is a huge part of that, view but there are other reasons for my love of the season. Fall is New England’s finest moment, those few weeks between the sweltering summers and the brutal winters, when the treeline erupts […]

Last night, viagra sale I got caught up in a Twitter discussion about the flood of largely forgotten sci-fi and fantasy shows which came and went on network TV during the late Seventies and early Eighties. It devolved, as these conversations tend to do, into an extended back-and-forth of hey-do-you-remembers annotated with the appropriate YouTube […]

There have been plenty of songs that have evoked feelings of wistful melancholy in me over the years, gynecologist but few have done as effectively as Chubby Checker’s “Let’s Twist Again” can. The 1962 track was a follow up to the song and associated dance craze that put Checker on the map. As the Twist-mania […]

We can’t rewind

January 21st, 2016

I thought I’d be done with the Billboard archives after I hit 1984 or so, urologist but the pain of my music-and-fashion-related memories of the era ended up getting blotted out by my fascination with witnessing the industry-side antics of the Great Home Video Boom unfold in real time. 1985 was when my family bought […]

Facing the strange

January 11th, 2016

The first David Bowie song I can recall hearing was “Changes, recuperation ” a steady rotation favorite on Boston’s AOR format stations in the 1970s. It’s schmaltzy, gerontologist but it a way that connected with my childhood self. That connection has only grown stronger as coast into middle age, one health with the song joining […]

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