ohh man, good times! remember when we all use to go into the pool with our powerbooks? ????
I used to go there for tips and advice. Lots of knowledgable people.
Not any more unfortunately…place is now full of Apple trolls who flame you if you aren't fanatic enough about Apple.
No, that was the summer of 1985. I was all over Beaumont and Cherry Valley, California on my bike going wherever I wanted. I was 14 and had money in my pocket that summer and a Commodore 64 at home!Those were the best days of my life… ? …back in the summer of ’95, uh-huh…
Right, Apple decides when we upgrade. They know best, we follow.You must not question Apple's decisions under any circumstances. They are beyond reproach and if they tell you to abandon software and hardware because they have been superseded by new products from Apple then you should obey them because it's immaterial that they're perfectly fine for your computing tasks: Apple knows best and that's that.![]()
You must not question Apple's decisions under any circumstances. They are beyond reproach and if they tell you to abandon software and hardware because they have been superseded by new products from Apple then you should obey them because it's immaterial that they're perfectly fine for your computing tasks: Apple knows best and that's that.![]()
No, that was the summer of 1985. I was all over Beaumont and Cherry Valley, California on my bike going wherever I wanted. I was 14 and had money in my pocket that summer and a Commodore 64 at home!
My wife is five years older than I am, so her experience as a Latina of the 1980s while living in east Los Angeles with a dysfunctional one parent family was very different than mine.Off-topic sidebar:
I love much of the pop music produced during the 1980s, and several of the songs produced then are ones which I still use to as index markers for specific months and seasons of specific years (and also to contextualize said songs with what I was getting through at that time). But being raised in one of the most conservative parts of one of the most conservative states in the union during the apex of Reaganism — and being the kind of child I was, along with the abysmal, violent parenting which came with it — I realize the 1980s, despite the breakneck culture shifts and emergent tech (like the aforementioned C64, the Memphis group, samplers, music videos, and the dawn of digital music), was the grimmest period I’ve lived through.
The sunny, romanticized, halcyon stuff happened everywhere else but where I was — which is probably why I watched a mess of music videos and spent many nights trying to tune into remote radio stations as ways to tune out the there and then of my immediate circumstances.
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My wife is five years older than I am, so her experience as a Latina of the 1980s while living in east Los Angeles with a dysfunctional one parent family was very different than mine.
My wife remembers time according to when traumatic events happened.
You’re not alone.I love much of the pop music produced during the 1980s,
My wife hates 80s music…much prefers that of the 60s and 70s. She like her music serious and dealing with issues.You’re not alone.
I can’t stand today’s crap (I apologise for that purely subjective qualifier) — or even most of the pop music of the 1990s.
I also like 60's and 70's music. My preference is 80s > 70s > 60s.My wife hates 80s music…much prefers that of the 60s and 70s. She like her music serious and dealing with issues.
My wife hates 80s music…much prefers that of the 60s and 70s. She like her music serious and dealing with issues.
I just wanna have fun! Heh!![]()
I'd sure love to dig into your archive!Since about 1982 (dating myself here), I’ve focussed on curating and archiving roughly the 90–95 per cent of pop music which didn’t get top 40/top 100 airplay in either the U.S. or the UK. I concentrate on stuff produced between roughly 1976 and 1993.