Memories I don't have

[vr_trakowski]

I recently spent quite some time watching music videos from the '80s and early '90s.  It's an interesting pastime if for no other reason than it's the adolescence I didn't have.  At that time I was listening to Cleo Laine and George Winston and Michael Franks, and (to my later embarrassment) Barbra Streisand.

I don't know if my parents would have kept me from such music, but I wanted nothing to do with most of it, for reasons I don't care to describe.  I don't remember when we finally got cable, but we certainly didn't have MTV.  Yet some of the tunes seeped in anyway; between ambient sound and my rocker best friend in college, enough was laid down to create a little nostalgia.

So watching these things is an adventure in amusement, befuddlement, and occasionally wistfulness--I wouldn't have had any idea what to do with the ideals put forth in the things, but a small part of me wishes I'd had the opportunity to try.

Conclusion:  According to the Eurythmics, sweet dreams are made of cows.

Comments

[cincoflex.livejournal.com]

Cows wandering through conference rooms as I remember it, heehee!

I recall reading an interview where Annie Lennox blames the cows on Dave, claiming she didn't want them in the video at all.

[vr-trakowski.livejournal.com]

Frankly, I can't see why they had cows. Seriously, there is nothing in the song that requires them!