I’ve got a new favourite song. It’s called Lisztomania, and it’s by a group called Phoenix.
Phoenix are from French France, Versailles to be precise.
According to Wikipedia, Phoenix started as the backing band for a remix of Air’s “Kelly Watch the Stars” single. Phoenix released their debum album in 2000.
Fast forward to 2009, and they’ve released this fabulously catchy little number.
Plus, joy of joys a YouTube member called avoidantconsumer decided to create a brat pack mashup as an alternative video for the song. So, not only do I get to listen to a fabulously kitsch piece of pop perfection, it’s accompanied by some of my favourite film snippets. I spied (with my little eye) The Breakfast Club, Mannequin, Pretty in Pink and Footloose (well I think it’s Footloose – if not, I’m sure y’all will hit up the comments to tell me what an idiot I am).
So, today I woke up irritatingly early. Saturday morning, 7am – wide awake. After watching Breakfast News on the BBC for a while (and quickly getting bored because the programme is only comprised of 15 minutes of content repeated over and over again) I got to thinking.
For some reason the song Two Princes by the Spin Doctors popped into my head. It came out in 1993 (I was 14 or 15) and back then I thought I was *very* grown up.
Of course, I wasn’t. But, in my head, I had it all sorted.
I’m now 31, and strangely, the older I get, the less I think I know.
They say life is what happens when you’re busy making other plans. I’m not sure I’ve ever been much of planner – but, nonetheless I think it’s somewhat snuck up on me.
So today I was thinking a little about who I was back then, what I thought/believed in etc. Now, obviously I don’t know what you were like aged 14, but I’m wondering if you were anything like me?
You secretly thought you might end up marrying your first boyfriend/girlfriend (delete as appropriate)
You thought you were a bit fat even though you only weighed 7 and a half stone (or 44 kilos)
You wondered if your spots would ever clear up
Having an older boyfriend was the coolest thing ever – and it didn’t occur to you to wonder what a twenty-something man would want with a 15 year old
You’d kiss for hours and wind up with an ugly rash around your mouth
It was perfectly acceptable to ‘pop upstairs’ with your boyfriend at parties – then share the sordid details with your friends
You’d steal booze from your parents liquor cabinet and then top up the spirit bottles with water so they wouldn’t notice what was missing
Martini and lemonade was sophisticated
You’d pretend to like lager or beer even though it tasted rancid to you
You thought that your parents were really unreasonable because they wouldn’t let you go out dressed like a lap dancer
You never wore a coat – even in the middle of Winter
You threw up, but then carried on kissing anyway
Fidelity really wasn’t in your vocabulary
Menthol cigarettes made your head spin
You’d get home drunk but try to pretend you were sober in front of your parents
You’d spend hours making mix tapes and/or trying to record songs off of the radio
You thought you’d never recover from your broken heart
You’d spend hours at Kensington Market trying to figure out how to best spend your £20
You’d make yourself a new fake id at least once per month
You were certain that no one (particularly not your parents) could possibly understand you
So my loves – sound anything like you? Hit up the comments 🙂
Many of you will already know, but as I always like to arrive fashionably late to any party, I thought I’d also be late in letting you know that twenty years ago on Tuesday (21st April), the Gameboy was launched.
If you’re young, (damn you, can you just stop being young? You’re making me feel old) then chances are you won’t remember the game boy in it’s original incarnation. Here’s how it used to look:
Lovely boxy, chunky brick of a thing. And the screen was rubbish and it wasn’t colour. And it was marvellous.
The Game Boy actually belonged to my brother, but he was pretty ok about me playing it. Perhaps most interestingly I remember the Game Boy as the device which brought gaming to the older generation – i.e. the parents. Prior to the Game Boy, computer games were definitely for kids / teenagers only – the Game Boy changed all that.
My Mum loved playing tetris – so much so, she had to cough up for extra batteries (and my God – the Game Boy *ate* batteries). It also meant she couldn’t really nag us too much about playing on it for too long – as she was totally addicted too.
Eventually she bought some rechargable batteries, and a widget to charge them with – cheaper in the long run than keeping us in duracells.
I also remember some kid at school tried to steal my brother’s Game Boy, such was my love for it (and possibly my brother) I think I gave the kid a black eye.
Game Boy, I heart you and salute you. Happy birthday!