Vashti Bunyan-Some Things Just Stick In Your Mind
Nico-Chelsea Girl
Today, I fall head over heels for these two vocal sirens welling up from the past to point my head in the right direction.
It is a rather well-versed conversation that brings many of us yearning for a time period that we just missed. The golden strip between the late 1950's, spanning the 1960's, and cruising through the 1970's until it died in a fiery mess of its own misdeeds has long been ingrained in the general collective soul of the majority alive today. The relics of this golden era found in pictures, in fashion, in the art, the songs, the lifestyle in general, will never fail to send a torrent of shivers through me.
Something broke through to the surface and humanity in general is still trying to cope, to understand, and to invoke that terrible joy in some form or another just one more time. The time is now 2010, a frighteningly Sci-Fi year that seems more of a joke or flight of fancy that actual reality. If you look around, it does feel that we have become the electronically dependent beings found in the early paranoid visions of the future. Flying cars aside, we've become the parody of ourselves in a way.
And yet, no matter how far we come and how far we will undoubtedly go, the fact that this sliver of a utopia was able to exist for just a little bit on the great bloated face of history will forever be an influence. I want to run through the world with the wild joy and fierce ability to be generous with our minds, our bodies, and our hopes.
I feel that I have begun to live my life with a sense of nostalgic futurism, a pulsating desire to combine the places I have never seen with the infinite possibilities of a nameless tomorrow.
Wish me luck.
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