Old School :: About the Art
What has once happened, will invariably happen again. . .
-Abraham Lincoln
I said a hip, hop,
Hippie to the hippie,
The hip, hip a hop, and you don’t stop, a rock it
To the bang bang boogie, say, up jump the boogie,
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat.
Hippie to the hippie,
The hip, hip a hop, and you don’t stop, a rock it
To the bang bang boogie, say, up jump the boogie,
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat.
-Wonder Mike, the Sugar Hill Gang
I was old school when it was still new school (word to your moms, I came to drop bombs). It was so new, in fact, it wasn’t even considered school (so you guys are way behind). Granted, I was pretty young, but we all want to be like the older kids, right? So, in my mostest humblest attempts to be part of a (slightly older generation’s) movement:
- I had an Atari 2600 – one button of pure pixilated magic (Combat anyone?)
- I had a Members Only jacket (If you don’t know, I’m not telling)
- I had an uber-zippered Michael Jackson jacket (pleather)
- I tried to moonwalk and glide everywhere I went (awkward)
- I had a bad haircut (Also called a “wave” – but nothing like Flock of Seagulls)
- I popped my collar (words cannot express my humiliation)
- I wore aviator glasses (these actually looked really cool on me, and I mean really cool. I still wear them.)
ALAS . . .
If I only knew then what I know now. . .
- I would have bought stock in Apple when they were awful (Believe it or not, Apples used to be a lot like how PCs are now – don’t be a hater)
- I would have never let my picture be taken when my jeans were tight rolled (embarrassing)
- I wouldn’t have gone to that NKOTB concert (shame) . . . or bought the hat (double shame)
- I wouldn’t have settled for easy answers – I would have looked for bigger questions
Looking back to look forward,
