That “Women Against Feminism” tumblr is one of the most depressing things I’ve ever seen in my life.
Album: Speed Is Dreaming
Artist: St. Johnny
Album: High as a Kite
Album: The Immaculate Collection
Artist: Level 42
Album: Something About You (US Promo 12 Inch)
Let’s all be honest with each other, is anyone really surprised that Morrissey tried to put a hit on someone? Really? I mean, the first reaction I had was, “Yeah, I can totally see him doing that.”
Jack went to sell a cow and came home with magic beans. I went looking for the _Dream On_ theme song and came back with this. In tears.
This is so early 90’s, it actually hurts to watch.
I was disappointed there was no ad for that ‘Women of the Night’ comedy special with the accordion lady, but a quick google search tells me that’s from 1987, so I’m totally mixing up my years.
Ha! I distinctly remember being “too young” to watch Dream On, because I’m pretty sure there was some “adult content” in that. The show that changed my opinion of NYC was the first season of The Real World. They made it look so fun! And cultured! You too could live in a cool loft with seven strangers and make it after all!
The other big thing I remember on WOR was The Joe Franklin Show. It was on right after SNL, I believe, and the combination of those two shows lead me to believe that NYC was only kind-of-classy on a Saturday night.
(Sidenote: As a kid, I’m pretty sure the only episode of SNL I saw was the one with Tom Hanks/Edie Brickell. They repeated that one like crazy. This was only trumped after seeing the B-52’s/Alec Baldwin episode, of which I sought out repeats. I can rattle off every sketch from that one. I’m a hit at parties.)
Artist: The Brilliant Corners
Album: Heart On Your Sleeve: A Decade in Pop 1983-1993
Two more random childhood memories:
1. Playing Ducktales on Nintendo with the sound off so I could listen to To The Extreme by Vanilla Ice on the stereo.
2. My mom calling me in sick to school on a Monday morning because I stayed up until 3 am to watch The Three Amigos on HBO with my dad.
Opening of the Morton Downey Jr. Show, 1988
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, watching WWOR Channel 9 as a small child lead me to believe that New York City/New Jersey was a total shithole. Everything about that channel was so low-budget, especially this guy.
Everyone in my family used to watch this. I remember being fascinated by the credits, thinking it was going to be something “bad” and then being disappointed because it was 60 minutes of this nut, chain-smoking and screaming at people like an unhinged maniac.
I always noticed how similar the names were, but I never thought they’d name a video game character after such an awful person. Guess I was wrong.
SM3 was always my favorite of the Mario games, though. I even bought one of those cheat guides so I could win at that stupid match game for unlimited power ups.
Artist: Cannonball Adderley
Album: Radio Nights