MJ

One of my first musical memories is hearing Vincent Price’s creepy intro to Thriller echoing through my grandmother’s dining room. I distinctly recall crawling under the table across the room to seek solace from the huge, dusty console radio. I guess it freaked me out a little.

I, like so many kids my age, was also obsessed with dancing like Michael. And like so many other lanky, awkward kids, I thought I could. Or at least, I knew I might be able to, if I could only convince my mom to buy me that rad red leather jacket with all the zippers.

So thanks, Mr. Jackson. I never got the sweet jacket, but I have always and will always enjoy your music. I hope you’re creeping out Vincent Price right now, wherever you are.

Journey is coming

Journey + Heart + Cheap Trick. I was pretty young when they were really big, but I can’t help but get a strong sense of nostalgia when I hear the music. Especially in the Faithfully video, there’s something about the combination of the clothes, the cars, and the music that take me back to my childhood. What is it about the look of old film that feels so much like a memory? Will the digital photos and videos of today evoke the same sense of nostalgia years from now? I digress…

Get your Journey tickets on the official Ticketmaster site.

Enjoy:

(Sorry about the lame ads.)

(That last one’s courtesy of Sarvesh.)