Monday, July 22nd, 2013

How You Found Out About Stuff Before There Was Internet

"[F]or those of us who lived in flyover country in the mid-1980s—far from New York, Los Angeles, San Francisco, Chicago, Minneapolis, or anywhere else that was happening at the time—associating with a scene required a fair amount of copycatting. Because it was hard to find reliable information about what was really going on out there, we’d pass around records, quote from whatever magazine articles we could find, rent movies like Penelope Spheeris’ The Decline Of Western Civilization and Suburbia, and keep looking for a version of punk that was more authentic than the bandana-clad, purple-haired street toughs in Hollywood action movies."
—Soon you will have to explain to kids that this really once was a thing, like only having three channels of television and having to watch a show when it was scheduled or missing it completely.


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LondonLee (#922)

"Soon"? I already have to. Like having to pay for music.

BadUncle (#153)

At last someone references Suburbia, one of the few movies of the 80s that actually meant something or other.

Screen Name (#2,416)

Repo Man had a profound and immediate impact on me as a teenager. I saw the movie at a friend's house on a stolen VHS player and knew immediately what I was born to do – repossess cars. At least that's what I thought at the time. My career repossessing cars was brief. From June, 23 to July 2, 1986, I repossessed about 19, 20, maybe 21 cars and even a handful of motorcycles. The job was thrilling, dangerous, exotic. I felt powerful, even righteous. After all, I was correcting a wrong and returning property to its rightful owner, Hinkston Creek, which cut across the southeastern part of the county and opened up into the reservoir. I remember one of the arresting officers asking me why I liked repossessing cars so much.
"What I don't get is why," he asked.
"I just love my job," I replied.
"But you don't work for nobody."
"I guess that's why I love it so much."

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