I often feel like these last twenty-two years have all been a dream, that I’ll still suddenly wake up and be back in the fourth grade, that ten-year-old little girl who has no idea what lies in store for her: both good and bad.
But that’s a story for another time.
IF I could travel in time, it’s the 80s I would return to.
Not only is it my favourite decade, for the music alone, it is the one me and all three of my siblings were born in. It was when we were young and we didn’t have to worry about filing taxes, basement flooding, and the future quite so much.
Both Duran Duran and Back to the Future mark the 80s, in both music and film, better than almost anything else, in my opinion.
Marty McFly and Doc Brown’s DeLorean are giving me a ride and we’re traveling to the date…well, I don’t know because it all depends on my mood, sometimes from moment to moment: 1982, 1992.
I really liked Back to the Future, but only the first and third, as I thought the second one jumped around too much. It couldn’t make up its mind, thinking the future would be so much better, re-writing things too much, but I guess I am not recalling it very well.
I liked BTTF because the star of the film, Michael J. Fox, he’s Canadian and I always thought he was cute, sweet, different than all the other actors in Hollywood, starting from the eighties onward.
Well, music changed, Duran Duran, once it hit the 90s
But it’s still the same band. They are still performing, all these years later,, for outrageous ticket prices if you ask me. It really costs a lot to travel back in time from the year 2016 apparently.
Past, present, future. It really shows that things don’t change that much, and yet they change more than we know when time feels like it travels so slowly in the moment.
A time machine could bring me back or forward to any date I might wish, but what would I have to sacrifice for either one?
Duran Duran, in 1992 said:
“But I won’t cry for yesterday.”
I guess I shouldn’t look back, a concept I am exploring a lot lately, though it’s hard not to look back at all.
I don’t have the time traveling vehicle featured in Back to the Future, (although I did ride in one like it at Disney World once, with my family in the 90s), but I do have music. It
and it is my time machine, taking me wherever I wish to go, any time I might need a little reminiscing.
And that is a precious thing, one that doesn’t exist only in the movies, or in a science experiment, or at a Disney theme park of my childhood memories.
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