In olden times, to commemorate a rite of passage, young people would gather in a public space in the company of chaperones to sing with and dance to music. The music was a confession, it was a catharsis. It told of crushes, first loves, and all manner of attendant, tempest in a teacup sorrows. Compared to now, the lyrics were innocent. Music was life's soundtrack, its scrapbook. Years later you could hear a song on an oldie station and remember what you were doing, with whom, and where you were ...
'The Marvelous Wonderettes,' San Pedro Theatre Club, San Pedro, CA
The Huffington Post - 18 Jan 2015 21:39
In olden times, to commemorate a rite of passage, young people would gather in a public space in the company of chaperones to sing with and dance to music. The music was a confession, it was a catharsis. It told of crushes, first loves, and all manner of attendant, tempest in a teacup sorrows. Compared to now, the lyrics were innocent. Music was life's soundtrack, its scrapbook. Years later you could hear a song on an oldie station and remember what you were doing, with whom, and where you were ...
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