There’s this weird thing about senses – even though we get most of our information through our eyes, scent and sound are much better for memory recall. And so, this week’s question, about a song that brings back an interesting memory from youth, is a strange hybrid for me. I mean, sure, I’ll answer the question (as well as I usually do with these) but at the same time, I probably won’t answer it very well, because my memories, the ones I will share, are conscious memories. If I were to be completely honest here, I’d just listen to a bunch of music I remember hearing from youth and then let the visceral memories wash over me and report back what I feel. Continue reading “Tell me about a song that brings back an interesting memory from your youth”
It’s no secret I love going to Disneyland. Seriously, just click here and you’ll see various reports of various trips over the last several years, and that’s just since I started keeping track! I’ve even published pieces about taking Monki there for the first time. Continue reading “Sounds of the Disneyland Resort”
Plus, they use a Čiurlionis image in the header, which is just cool!
So I have this Media Pop Culture class and in it, we look at different aspects of pop culture things. Two weeks ago, we looked at music and pop stars and their responsibilities as celebrities. The assignment was to make a music video that had a point to it. They could use any song and any images.
When two students asked if they could write a song, of course I said “of course.”
This is the result.
It’s no secret I am a big fan of the band Marillion. I have followed them from their 80s Prog Rock beginnings up through their current, more straight forward rock and roll albums. In fact, I first discovered them in late 1984 when I was working at the Waldenbooks in the Meadows Mall and I had a reciprocity deal going with the guys who worked at the record store. When they needed books for school, I would strip the covers or give them my discount (this was before I knew how the author end of things worked – I would never do that today!) and in return, whenever I’d go into the record store, I’d bring a stack of LPs and a 45 to the counter and the guys would ring me up for the single (about $1.49 or so in those days) and throw the entire stack into a bag. Continue reading “Fish”