General Music Chat

I miss Pickup Trucks with gun racks.

I miss one car two bedroom households with 7 plus kids.

I miss small town parades with at least 10 marching bands.

I miss outdoor theaters in every town.

I miss real Rock Bands "Turning emotion (music) into science is bullshit".

Whats on your list?

I miss Americans that understand the value of prayer...
I miss Americans that understand the principles of tolerance...
I miss Americans that understand self reliance and innovation...
I miss Americans that see no limitations...
I miss Americans...

I miss when REAL conservatives and REAL liberals could disagree without being nasty assholes.

I miss Twinkies and Wonder Bread.

I miss John Lennon, Elvis, and Groucho Marx.

I miss REAL Star Trek, before Gene Roddenberry died.

I miss Thomas Edison and Albert Einstein.

I miss being an only child.

I miss television before remote controls and cable.

I miss Atari games.

I miss when Ronald Reagan was as dumb & crazy as Republicans got.

I miss SNL, before all the talented people left.

I miss talented people.

I miss those old aluminum TV dinners with the brownie that got into everything else on your plate.

I miss Abe Vagoda...oh, wait, he's not dead yet!

I miss dangerous fun, like toys that could injure or kill you.

I miss when "made in Japan" meant "crap" and "made in USA" meant "quality".

I miss Saturday Morning Cartoons & programming.

I miss Mister Rogers.

I miss Captain Kangaroo.

I miss Mr. Dressup.

I miss when Detroit made nice cars.

I miss America being number one in anything but it's prison population.

I miss the ORIGINAL Pledge of Allegiance.

I miss civil liberties.

I miss The Ramones.

I miss watching cheap kung fu and horror movies on a weekend morning.

I miss Sir Graves Ghastly, The Ghoul, and Count Scary.

I miss Bob-Lo Island.

I miss taking long walks.

I miss a lot of things.

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I miss 1972

I rarely miss unless someone has booger-ed my sights.

The good ol dayz are now. Live, the past is past, the future may never exist. All we have is the here and now.

I don't miss anything anymore, except maybe...my ability to miss things.

Nothing on this planet matters... I mean...Life here is so transient...

I am missing a few socks (And yes, I did check the back of my shirt)

I miss my cat RIP
My brother RIP
My brief time living in Needham, Massachusetts (1966 to 1971)
Playing golf with my father, the only time we did stuff together
Playing disc golf
Being with my two best friends in Needham
The top 30 countdown of songs on the radio (1966 to 1971)
Trout fishing in small streams in New Jersey
Catching huge Black Crappie at Swartswood Lake in N.J.
Playing marathon Scrabble weekends with my brother
Riding my bicycle to work
Dating
Being able to eat whatever I want
Not recording all the great original tunes I've played when they were hottest
Being able to get PAID gigs without kissing somebody's butt in the process
Real TV shows and movies that weren't 100% special effects and vulgarity
Doctors visiting the house to treat me when I was sick
Door to door salesman
When women didn't have to work to make ends meet and take care of kids
Championship football games without halftime entertainment featuring scantily clad musical non-entities
Three games of bowling and a slice of pizza for a buck
25 cent general admission to the right field stands at Fenway Park
10 cent train ride to Fenway Park and back
Cars without crumple zones
People who know the difference between what's blues and what isn't
Dairy and eggs delvered to the dairy box on your front step
Phone booths
Stuff made in China that never used to be made here
All electronics and appliances that were made here
Rebel fishing lures that were made in the southern U.S., not southern China
Christmas being Christmas and not Christmas as a political football
Having schoolboy crushes
Sneaking a beer and cigarette over Frank Lunardo's house
My good friend Dale driving us down an abandoned ski slope and nearly killing us (in the Summer of course)
The astonished look on friends and acquaintances' faces when they first hear me sing
The original Stanhope House in New Jersey
The original Bill Blue Band with Dave Carey on bass and Glenn Pavone on guitar
Sledding
Catching turtles, frogs and snakes
Birdwatching
My first transistor radio and listening to The Beach Boys in Sacramento
My brother before he went crazy when he came home from Viet Nam
When I was crazy about the band Queen and knew every lyric of every song
Not worrying about paying taxes
Throwing sticks and stones for my dog Barney to fetch RIP
The brutal pick-up playground basketball games in New Jersey I excelled in
Destroying my opponents in street hockey
Beating every challenger at tabletop shuffleboard in the college game room (Yes I was a real big jock at one time)
The list goes on and on.......

I was born in '73

gtZip, you missed a lot of great years, the late 60's, so many great things happened in music back then.

gtZip, you missed a lot of great years, the late 60's, so many great things happened in music back then.

We missed a lot of stuff.

You had "Sex, Drugs, and Rock & Roll".
We had "AIDS, Crack, and Rap."

Life is unfair.

I don't remember anything about sex and drugs. Psychadelic rock posters, Earth Day, amazing music, sneaking into the Babson Institute game room, spin the bottle at parties, watching hippies smoke weed in front of the Needham court house, bellbottoms, afros, but no sex and drugs for me, just a little too young...

I miss manners.[/b]

Cant think of anything I miss, other than my hair!

I miss my mom RIP, and my brother RIP

I miss my paul dean signature Kramer..

I miss my 67 firebird RIP

I miss when life was simple- no cellphones, pagers, internet, GPS tracking, and marketing departments tracking your every move.

I miss when radio had DJ's who interacted with the listeners and were the genuine filtering process of new music.

I miss when you got in a fight, or did something generally stupid, you just got taken home and disciplined by your parents instead of arrested and tarnished for life.

I miss the days when smoking a joint was no big deal and you didn't have to worry about doing a year in jail for it.

I miss when you bought something, it was final- you expected it to last for years and years, and it did.

I miss when bottling companies had to charge deposits and collect the empties.

I miss when progressive music like Yes and ELP was mainstream, and also miss deeper music like the doors.

I miss when insurance companies didn't run your life.

I miss smoking!!

I miss manners.[/b]

Go into a local gun shop.
Or a hardware store where real men are.

As I was shopping last week I was amazed.

Yes sir, No sir, Good morning, need a hand, not just employees mind you.

Total strangers of differing races & creeds, helping each other load lumber ETC.

Smiles, handshakes . . . have a blessed day sir . . . you too thank you . . .

Manners are not dead, though they are hemorrhaging from all this liberal self worship.
Ask these people what a "Snookie" is . . . they won't know or care.
They live in the real world.