The symbolic significance of forty is generally understood. It’s a time marker, a measure of completion, a cardinal even number. But what does forty suggest in an individual’s life? And why is forty more notable than thirty or fifty? I’m sure arguments could be made for either thirty or fifty at least in terms ofContinue reading “Forty-Something”
Tag Archives: 1980s
The More Things Change. . .
It’s World Goth Day again, and I can’t help but want to write something. Although as I’ve noted before, I find May 22 as a marker for Gothdom completely arbitrary—it’s now the established day where all things Goth are celebrated. Would that Whan That Aprille Day enjoyed the same kind of success, but that’s aContinue reading “The More Things Change. . .”
Authentic
Today, May 22, is World Goth Day, a day to celebrate and extol goth music (in all its derivations) and the goth subculture. I came upon a post on the Instagram page of The Darkness Calling (https://www.instagram.com/darknesscallingofficial/?hl=en), a page dedicated to goth/darkwave/electronic music. The page is itself the passion project of Jae and raises moneyContinue reading “Authentic”
Duranie
On November 5, 2022, Duran Duran was formally inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. Although there are undoubtedly rock purists who would question their inclusion, I believe that their nomination and induction is justly deserved. Without question, Duran Duran is one of the defining bands of the New Wave movement. Their fusionContinue reading “Duranie”
To the Batcave
As the spookiest time of the year draws near, my mind naturally turns to all things gothic. Books, music, the way the Spanish moss drips from the live oak trees, the deep russet sunsets fading to darkness as the days grow shorter, all combine to paint a vivid portrait of the world that lies justContinue reading “To the Batcave”
Life Changing
40 years ago, MTV emerged and changed my life. I was an eccentric rising eighth grader about to switch schools again. Over the summer, I’d lounged at the local swim club, hung out with friends, and watched Raiders of the Lost Ark about a million times on hot sticky afternoons. I also discovered that guysContinue reading “Life Changing”