I'm hosting my AAUW Talking on Paper writing group on Tuesday and I thought I'd share the piece I will be reading. It's quite the tome but I hope you enjoy a glimpse of younger Me.When I'm alone in my car, my first music choice is iHeartRadio's 80s, especially if it's a weekend because the songs are aired commercial-free.
Our last drive to Lake Tahoe required both Steve and me to travel in separate vehicles and I was in Musical Heaven. Ten solid hours of the tunes that pretty much defined my 'formative years'. As I was listening in my solitude, each lyric evoked powerful memories that only a familiar song can do. Most were happy flashbacks to a time of carefreeness, shoulder pads, big hair, legwarmers, and jeans so tight my Mom had to help zip them with pliers as I lay on my bed.
The first summer of the 80s gave me my first live concert opportunity. I still can't believe my parents would let 18 year old me attend a Queen extravaganza at the LA Forum. We Will Rock You was the second song on the setlist and to this day, when I hear that familiar clapping and stomping I am transported.
DEVO's Whip It had lyrics I thought were so profound and powerful, "When a problem comes along, You must whip it, Before the cream sits out too long, You must whip it, When something's going wrong, You must whip it." Hearing this, as I traversed a lonely stretch of 395, brought me back to my second and scariest concert where, after hours waiting in line, the show was cancelled 'due to technological difficulties' and where the unruly fans had to be controlled by a SWAT team and multiple canisters of teargas. Guys we befriended pulled us out of the melee. When I returned for the rescheduled performance, my friend and I were so early, we were allowed to come in and meet the band. Oh man, hearing any of DEVO's songs puts me right back in that surreal space... the first person in line, not knowing what to expect, and anticipating so much.
1999 by Prince had me question my own mortality. When it was released I was only 20 and I distinctly remember thinking, "In 1999, I will be 37. I might not still be alive by then!" I don't think the lyrics helped to ease my fears, "Everybody's got a bomb, We could all die any day, aw, But before I'll let that happen, I'll dance my life away, oh-oh-oh". So dance my life away I did, at least through the 80s.
Loverboy was the band that made not-going-out-until-at-least 10 PM doable. Working for the Weekend said it all, "Everybody's working for the weekend, Everybody wants a new romance, Everybody's goin' off the deep end, Everybody needs a second chance..." It wasn't just the lyrics, hearing that repetitive drumbeat even decades later still made me dance in my Subaru seat.
At this age, I have forgotten, for the most part, the boys I had crushes on... that is until a song travels through my speakers that evokes memories like it was yesterday. When Vacation by the Go-Go's was played I was instantly poolside at Caesar's Palace in Las Vegas, madly in love with the lifeguard, Steve. How could any words be more true of a love that was destined to fail? "Can't seem to get my mind off of you, Back here at home, there's nothin' to do, Now that I'm away, I wish I'd stayed, Tomorrow's a day of mine that you won't be in".
Not every lyric recalls happy memories, however. I was still an immature teenager when the 80s began. I made some poor decisions that I would prefer not to remember but then a song plays and it remembers when. I broke a tender heart and that regret was refreshed with Genesis' hauntingly beautiful, and very sad, Misunderstanding, "There must be some misunderstanding, There must be some kind of mistake, I waited in the rain for hours, You were late."
I believe that music has the tightest hold on my 80s memories. These songs were there when life was utopian. They comforted when my heart was bruised. Each became a part of me, a soundtrack of some of my most fun, and also some of my most difficult years. Naked Eyes clarified the lasting impact a song has on us, when they sang, "Well, how can I forget you girl? When there is always something there to remind me, Always something there to remind me." There is no way to truly forget the past, especially while on a solo car journey with complete control of the radio dial.
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