Happy Sixth Month Anniversary of the Last Time I Blogged!

Or, as the rest of the world calls it:

HAPPY NEWS YEAR'S DAY!!!!

Geez, the lengths I will go to for a joke...  I had to clam up for six months to make this one work.  I hope it was worth it.

Okay, seriously, I'm alive and there will be explanations forthcoming, as soon as I've had a chance to get my blogging feet back under me.

How about some festively appropriate, yet fully retro celebratory music?



Consider that chorus my promise to you.  (All together now!)

I will be with you again!

Maybe even as soon as tomorrow?  Maybe.

In the meantime, I am off to the last day of the Big Flea in hopes of snatching up some great deals in the antique wing.  It's a New Year's tradition, after all.

Thanks for sticking with me.  You all rock harder than U2.

Speaking of which, is there any other band from that post-punk/new wave era that has managed to stay together and relevant all these years later?  I can't think of any.  This song has all elements that made early U2 so memorable--powerful bass and drums, Bono's slightly eerie vocals, and the Edge's even more slightly eerie guitar, plus that little piano riff.  I just love it.

Also, how young they all were back then!  (How young we all were back then.  Sigh...)

I picked this particular clip to use because drummer Larry Mullen Jr is wearing that motorcycle jacket he used to wear a lot back in those days.  It's one of things I remember most about early U2.  Motorcycle  jackets are cool.  I wish mine still fit.  It...um...shrunk in the closet.

Yes, leather will do that.

Sad as that may sound, I did replace it recently with a brand new leather bomber jacket in my size I found at the Peddler's Mall right around my birthday.  It's cool too.  And warm.  Which is good right now.  If I remember, I'll get a pic of it.

Happy 2018 folks!

Be back soon.