*Visions of 25th Street Theater*
OHMIGOD!!
Uzz made me a MP3 called 70s and 80s Hell and I'm transported back in time ... I've returned to Waco and here I am dressed all in black and dancing my ass off with a railing at the 25th Street Theater with all the Baylor students mixed amongst the locals.
Big Audio Dynamite, CCCP, The Cure ... they're all here.
I never understood why so many boys would hit on me. I always danced by myself in a corner with a railing or the wall ... I didn't want to dance with the boys (they usually were bad dancers or would try to feel me up). So, I was usually in my own little world lost in the music and wanting to be left alone. I liked watching the really hot dude in the bolero and my friend's boyfriend. They were really good dancers.
It wasn't until MANY YEARS later that I realized dancing with a pole or the wall in such a fashion was indicative of another style of dancing *blushing* but it all makes sense now.
This is just so wild. Music is so amazing when it comes to recalling memories. I'm thinking of all my college roommates and how much I miss them. I may get out some old pictures and scan them for a good laugh. I've been invited to an 80s party Saturday night. It will be like the good old days. (This is the one big drawback to marrying someone eight years my junior - he has no appreciation of the 80s or 80s music except for one song that I hate - 99 luft balloons - ew).
Uzz made me a MP3 called 70s and 80s Hell and I'm transported back in time ... I've returned to Waco and here I am dressed all in black and dancing my ass off with a railing at the 25th Street Theater with all the Baylor students mixed amongst the locals.
Big Audio Dynamite, CCCP, The Cure ... they're all here.
I never understood why so many boys would hit on me. I always danced by myself in a corner with a railing or the wall ... I didn't want to dance with the boys (they usually were bad dancers or would try to feel me up). So, I was usually in my own little world lost in the music and wanting to be left alone. I liked watching the really hot dude in the bolero and my friend's boyfriend. They were really good dancers.
It wasn't until MANY YEARS later that I realized dancing with a pole or the wall in such a fashion was indicative of another style of dancing *blushing* but it all makes sense now.
This is just so wild. Music is so amazing when it comes to recalling memories. I'm thinking of all my college roommates and how much I miss them. I may get out some old pictures and scan them for a good laugh. I've been invited to an 80s party Saturday night. It will be like the good old days. (This is the one big drawback to marrying someone eight years my junior - he has no appreciation of the 80s or 80s music except for one song that I hate - 99 luft balloons - ew).
4 Comments:
At 12:08 PM, September 23, 2004, Uzz said…
I have a feeling we will be at the same party this Saturday:-) Got my invite from these two peeps and plan on swinging by and taking some pics...I am looking forward to it!
Uzz
At 3:23 PM, September 23, 2004, Army of Mom said…
We won't get to go until REALLY REALLY late because of soccer games Saturday night and then we're dropping the children off at my mom's before we can go. So, we're hoping to get there before the wee hours. I'm thinking of digging out my Huey Lewis and the news concert t-shirt from 1984 and wrapping some bandanas around my wrist and legs and putting my hair in a side ponytail. ha.
At 3:30 PM, September 23, 2004, Anonymous said…
I guess I will just dress like a little kid in hand me down clothes since that is how I spent my 80s...
Army of Dad
At 3:45 PM, September 23, 2004, Army of Mom said…
Ouch, that hurts Army of Dad.
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