Don’t it make you feel old?!?

Jim Garten wrote: Pixel Pirate wrote: Jim Garten wrote: Arcer - I don't know how you actually got inside my head to read my thoughts, but I can relate to everything you say. BTW - our first video recorder had a remote control that was attached to the unit with 5 feet of co-axial cable! Remote control. Sheer bloody luxury! Our first vcr didn't even have one. We had to walk from the couch all across the living room if we wanted to fast forward something! Now,you try telling the young people of today that,and they won't believe you. Want to guess how much this baby cost in 1977? Over £750!

God,they were ugly back then! Our first one at least looked slightly better than that hideous specimen but not by much,it still looked like something Rommel might have used in the battle of El Alamein.

I'm a half generation behind you Arcer but I know what you mean!

Yesterday I was driving home trying to tell my seven-year old son what didn't exist when I was 7 ... cable TV (we only had two channels in Malaysia in 1980 and many tvs were still black and white!), handphones, personal computers, Malaysian cars ... The other day I pointed to the globe and told him I lived in Moscow and visited Bonn, Cologne, Black Forest etc, except "back then" it was the Soviet Union and West Germany!

Nowadays I'm scared of even looking at Maria Sharapova, Michelle Wie or Hilary Duff ... because it makes me feel like a dirty old man ...

Possessed wrote: Nevermind The Sex Pistols. It was the beginning of the end of the Golden Age of Progressive Rock.

To true, it was the last of the classic prog rock albums...until the Clash released Sandinista!

Jim Garten wrote: Arcer - I don't know how you actually got inside my head to read my thoughts, but I can relate to everything you say. BTW - our first video recorder had a remote control that was attached to the unit with 5 feet of co-axial cable!

Remote control. Sheer bloody luxury! Our first vcr didn't even have one. We had to walk from the couch all across the living room if we wanted to fast forward something! Now,you try telling the young people of today that,and they won't believe you.

It makes me feel old to realise that I was a child in a time when:

Calculators and LED digital watches were the coolest electronic gadget in existence;

Personal computers were called 'personal' computers, as if the very idea of having a machine that wasn't the size of a three-bedroom house was revolutionary.

Top of the Pops was the height of musical cool;

Tommy Vance's Rock Show was the cutting edge (though you had to listen to it on crackly medium wave in Ireland)

Queen's Bo-Rap video had great special effects.

You could buy chocolate bars called Aztecs and Curly-Wurlys were the size of a plank.

Debbie Harry was incredibly hot.

Joanna Lumley in The New Avengers was even hotter.

The dialogue in Star Wars made sense.

The dialogue in 'Battlestar Galactica' made even more sense. Go figure.

The first time I heard Led Zep's 'In Through the Out Door' was on its release.

U2 were only a couple of years older than me and on the release of 'Boy' me and my 'band' mates were all excited about the possibility of 'if they can do it, why can't we'

All the sports stars I now interview are by and large almost two decades younger than me, when I used to look at tennis players/motor racing drivers/footballers as people who were way beyond my experience.

The first time I saw the Rolling Stones (in '82) I distinctly remember thinking: 'wow, these old guys can still rock'. Mick Jagger was 38 at the time.

I don't understand the sub-genres of dance music (what the f*** is 'intelligent drum n bass'?).

I question the use of the phrase R&B to describe the music Nelly.

I don't know what 'Crunk' is.

I feel that there's too much sex on television.

I tut-tut at pop videos full of semi-naked girls.

Everything is being re-made.

I huff and puff in indignation when I hear a sample of some good song appropriated by some feckless DJ.

I don't understand why someone who plays records in a disco can be a star.

My older brother's wife's six-year-old grandson came to my house and couldn't understand what a record was and called them 'big CDs'.

I've lived through more format wars than is comfortable - vinyl, eight-track, compact cassette, VHS, BETA, CD, DVDA, SACD, MP3 et al, Blue Ray blah blah blah.

I once covered (as a boy journalist) David Bowie playing Slane Castle on the 'Glass Spider' Tour (1987/88?) and distinctly remember a fellow hack having a mobile phone with him. It was the size of a WWII field radio!

And finally, and most scarily, my cassette copy of Led Zeppelin II is older than my girlfriend.

utah_man wrote:   "Birthdays tell how long you've been on the road, they don't tell how far you've travelled"

Isn't that the problem? ....

it would be ok if some of the people on this forum wouldve travelled far at least.... but i guess they've spent their time doing other things

maani wrote: Old?  Nah, I feel young! Peace.

Me too  

Became a grandfather last year...But I got over it real fast.

"Birthdays tell how long you've been on the road, they don't tell how far you've travelled" 

Reason 99.  I've started to use the phrase  "You don't know you're born".

Easy Livin wrote: Thanks guys, you really cheered me up!

Senior Gentleman are we Easy?

Only seen that one pic of you and it was obviously not taken recently!

Probably not as athletic looking now!

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Syzygy wrote: Kids today? No bloody stamina - in my day we knew how to party!

Know what you mean - when I go to psy-trance all-nighters, it's usually packed for the first few hours (9:00 to about 2:00 ish), then around 3:00, the clubs start to empty - usually the young 'uns first! Hah!

Baseball caps

And I remember when you could go out for a drink on a Friday for a fiver!



....well of course - we 'ad it tough!