A Day For Thinking Back

This morning I was trying something out on my laptop, and went on to YouTube for some reason. Oh yes, that was it. I was at C.E.Ayr’s Sunday Photo Fiction post and he had David Bowie’s Space Oddity on there. I mentioned that it was one of my favourites, as was Billy Don’t Be A Hero by Black Lace.

Since then, I have spent the day playing music from the 60s, 70s and 80s. I used to play them all the time, but I stopped for a while and so I went to song after song after song. Going through House of the Rising Sun, Lily The Pink, Matchstalk Men, Where Do You go To My Lovely, In The Year 2525, Seasons In The Sun and many others before going on to the girls – The Bangles Walk Like An Egyptian, Eternal Flame, Manic Monday and then Belinda Carlisle’s Heaven Is A Place On Earth and Leave A Light On For Me. Tiffany’s I Think We Are Alone Now, T’Pau – China In Our Hands. Then Kim Wilde – Kids In America.

The music of today pales in comparison to how it used to be. There was the melody, there was no swearing (or very little), no rap and the singers played instruments as well. They weren’t formed on shows. They were good from the outset. Well, I say that a couple were one-hit-wonders, but they were still very good.

Two from Chess I watched were I Know Him So Well and One Night In Bangkok.

Music is not as good as it used to be, and sometimes I wish I could wipe the memory of those songs from decades past so I can listen to them for the first time again and be impressed with them.

There are so many good songs from those decades past and so few hours in the day. And then I see links to so many more I want to watch. SO I am going to leave one video here.

Have a great week.

Thirty Years On

I remember what I was doing on March 6th, 1987. My brother hadn’t long moved out of home, I hadn’t long got back from Basic Training with the Territorial Army and the crippling snows had nearly all gone.

My brother and I went to a bar that had a lock-in and when we walked in, there was silence from everyone, with just the noise of the newsreader on the radio. I thought he was telling a story from the descriptions he was giving. I said to my brother something along the lines of it being quite a vivid description and wouldn’t mind it being a film so we could watch it. That’s when one of the other patrons said it wasn’t a story. It was real, and then the full horror of it started to sink in.

A ferry had left the Belgian port of Zeebrugge bound for Dover, It was the Herald of Free Enterprise. A red and white Townsend Thoreson ship, one that was referred to as a RoRo – Roll On – Roll Off.

As it left the port, the doors were not closed properly and a wave entered the bottom level of the ship and caused it to list and it was in trouble.

Just ninety seconds later – One and a half minutes. Less time than it takes to boil an egg. Less time than it takes most people to use the toilet. Less time than a commercial break on the TV. 193 people were dead.

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Ready Player One … Boop Beep Boop

I was recommended this book by a friend who said she enjoyed it immensely. I had bought it over a year ago, but finally got around to reading it in February this year.

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Ready Player One was suggested to me by a friend who knows the types of book that I like. I thought it was going to be a trip down the nostalgic lane, but it was so much more than that.

The book is set in the OASIS, a virtual reality system that with the right equipment can feel like the real thing, where people are searching for Halliday’s Egg, an Easter Egg that contains riches beyond belief to the person who finds it first.

The story is from the point of view of Wade Watts, an 18 year old “gunter” – Egg Hunter – obsessed with the 80s and Halliday as most people in OASIS are. He receives a wake up call when the first key is found and he learns what lengths some people will go to in order to win the competition.

Cline draws upon his own childhood and teenage years as the background and inspiration to flesh out the book. Being an avid gamer and roleplayer in the 80s, I can see all the inspiration through the games, books, films and TV programs. The detail is incredible, and at times you forget you are reading a book as you are transported in there.

It is one of the only books that when I finished it, I immediately started it again to see what I missed.

Ready Player One …………….. Amazon UK Paperback

Ready Player One …………….. Amazon UK Kindle

Ready Player One …………….. Amazon US Paperback

Ready Player One ……………..  Amazon US Kindle

Sunday Photo Fiction – Martini

This is for Sunday Photo Fiction. I heard it the other day and felt it fit quite well. If you want to have a go at Sunday Photo Fiction, then click the image, and if you want to read what other have written then click on the blue frog image.

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Charles Dickens walks into a bar and asks for a Martini.

Barman says “Olive or twist?”