In the previous post, I opened up what can only be considered my personal time capsule, a set of crates that held objects from my past. The last post ended with a reference to a list of songs scribbled on a piece of paper . . .
Some of the song names had been crossed out, so I think I must have been able to record them from the radio and onto a cassette — remember those? The photos on this post should give you an idea of what I listened to, but if you’d like more – here we go: Soft Cell, The Clash, The Ramones, Depeche Mode, Spandau Ballet, Romeo Void, Stray Cats, Adam & the Ants, Joan Jett, Duran Duran, Lene Lovich, Bananarama, Fun Boy 3 — and so many more. I walked a fine line between the New Wave and Punk genres, with a definite leaning toward all bands British.
Then there were the letters and cards – so many written words from a time when people actually wrote and mailed letters. I had to wonder what would possess me to hold on to all of this correspondence and as I reread them, I was struck by the energy and passion of the writers as they – we – were all on the verge of stepping into adulthood, all eager to make a difference, to have an impact on the world.