As a child, I didn’t remember much of the punk explosion. That could be mostly because I was 12 and it happened in England while America was still embracing disco or the likes of Boston, Foreigner and Fleetwood Mac. 578 more words
The Knack’s “My Sharona” is another old song which came back into my consciousness by its use in the film Reality Bites. So my main memories of this song are Winona Ryder, Ethan Hawke and Janeane Garofolo grooving on down to it.
Video stores, those vanished pleasure palaces of yesteryear, used to be good places for picking up bits of conversation, Alan Bennett snippets of amateur movie analysis from the citizenry. 834 more words
Two eccentric young men and one provincial girl driving a wheeled double bed’s frame in 1965’s black and white London under the censorial scrutiny of strolling middle-aging looks and voices. 97 more words