I received a phone call from my brother yesterday evening around 5. Apparently, he was in town, had some free time and wanted to have dinner together. Since I have been living alone for almost two weeks, I thought this would be a refreshing change of pace.
The minute I got off the phone, I called and made a reservation of one of my favorite restaurants in the area, The Brushmill by the Waterfall in Chester, CT. This post isn’t about that. I’ll cover the restaurant is very light detail in my next post.
What I wanted to show you this evening is a video my brother introduced me to last night. Here’s how the story goes…
On the way back from the restaurant, we started talking about music. Remember how I mentioned that I was graciously given a whole bunch of CDs back in the day?
Tears For Fears – Woman In Chains Featuring Oleta Adams
“A long, long time ago, my brother went away to college. He left behind many items and gave me explicit instructions to use them as I wish. Over the years, I have.”
While driving, I decided to take the same road we take to go riding on the rail trail. It’s a really nice road and is actually marked “scenic” by the town. I have no idea what credentials a road has to meet to be considered scenic, but I do know that it requires purchasing a road sign to inform the public that the road is, in fact, scenic.
Anyway, we were driving along and of course, I brought up Tears For Fears. Now, my brother is what we like to call a music connoisseur. You don’t just go haphazardly tossing out a name like Tears For Fears without expecting a response. I am generally not the type of person who has an appreciation for music or gets into discussions about music, but let’s just say my life has been strange lately.
We started talking about this particular group and compared and contrasted them with the usual crew. We agreed that they are indeed very talented and that few others out there can in fact, as I stated previously, “hold a candle to them.” We also discussed other New Wave groups from the UK, such as “When in Rome” and some others. It was a really good conversation and I learned (again) how similar my brother and I are to each other and how enjoyable it is getting excited about the same exact stuff. It’s taken me this long to discover this. I’ve been told that I’m a late bloomer.
When we arrive at the house, I told him that I wanted to show him a few videos of the songs I was talking about in the car. I was referring to the typical culprits, such as “Lucky Man” by The Verve, “Are You Ready?” by Richard Ashcroft and U.N.O.S, my snowboarding videos and some others. I think he liked them.
Okay, let’s get to the point of this post. He wanted to show me a video. He mentioned that the younger character in this video reminded him of me. I think it’s hilarious. How he finds these things, I’ll never know.
Watch this video and perhaps you can answer the question I had when I finished watching it. Where is the innocence of the 80s? I miss it.
Nolan Thomas – Yo’ Little Brother (1984)