It
seems to me that everyone seems to have a song from their teenage
years that reminds them of a lost, innocent love. The song that was
playing when you first met, or the song that caused you heartache when
the romance was over.
I'm now
hoping that none of the girls that I went out with, or had a fling
with, ever reads this, but I don't. I would go as far as saying that,
when I was a teenager, I would have told a girl anything she wanted to
hear if it meant that she would sleep with me! I don't think that I
was the only teenage boy in the whole world that thought like that!
But whenever I 'fess' up to this, women really give me earache about
it, saying what a horrible creep I must have been. Can't argue with
that. But it doesn't change the way I felt at the time. The songs
that the girls loved, from Donny Osmond, David Cassidy, or David Essex were
not for young male consumption. I liked prog rock, you can't tell a
girl that 'The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway' is our tune! So I usually
plucked a song from the charts and told them a lie.
The
reason I'm telling you this is because I have a sneaking suspicion
that lots of girls felt the same way that I did. In the 'seventies,
girls couldn't openly admit to loving sex and feeling that they needed
it, this wasn't the done thing: there were names for girls like that
back then. When I was a teenager, girls wouldn't ask a boy out like
they do now. They played hard to get, but told their friends to let
you know that they were interested.
There
was a protocol to observe. A young man could only dream of meeting a
girl who would have sex with him on the first date. First dates were
for holding hands and kissing only! After a week or so you could
touch a breast with clothes on, but you had to work up to getting inside
the bra. The promise was enough to keep a young man interested. I
didn't have much of an attention span, I'm afraid. I tried to get as
many girlfriends as possible at the same time, to hedge my bets. I
have since talked to women that did the same thing with lads that I
did with girls. Why didn't I know them then?
Although there's lots of songs from those days that mean quite a lot to
me, none of them is associated with a romance. But what does bring
out the nostalgia in this old cynical heart is theme tunes to the TV
shows we used to watch as kids. Thunderbirds and its iconic opening
countdown. Stingray and 'Marina'. The Banana Splits, and the ultimate,
Batman. The old 'sixties TV show of Batman was the thing that my mate
Mick and myself waited for all week. I thought it was a serious
thriller when I was an eight year old. I thought my father was a
seriously sick bunny when he would often laugh at the predicaments
that Batman found himself in. And who could forget 'Indestructible
Captain Scarlet' and the Mysterons; this was really scary shit to an
eight year old boy from Northern England! If I hear any of these
theme tunes now it immediately takes me back to those days and makes
me smile. There were other programs that I remember, but not the theme
tunes. I wonder if anyone else remembers, ' Four Feather Falls, which
I think was one of Gerry Anderson's first shows before Thunderbirds?
Our
parents had the Saturday morning cinema, with shows like Tarzan, etc. We were the first generation to have TV. Each generation will have
their own programmes. My son's generation loved the Ninja Turtles and
the first Power Rangers. My granddaughter will no doubt wax lyrical
over Peppa Pig and The Night Garden, which is one of her obsessions.
When she hears these theme tunes, like the theme tunes from my past,
she will be transported back in time to when she was young. That is
the power of music: it can make you laugh, cry, think or just 'party
down'! Once we have registered it as part of our lives it is with us
for ever. We all have songs we shouldn't like but do. Mine's
'Matrimony' by Gilbert O' Sullivan, but whatever you do don't tell
anyone!
My teenage years were not really about love for me, so the songs that I
remember were more about being rebellious, Matrimony wasn't one of
those songs, by the way! I like this song because it reminds me of one
particular drunken night. You see, that's the power of music it has
the ability to give you back a brief snapshot of your former self.
There are of course songs which can reduce you to tears. Some that
were favourites of people no longer here can have me in tears with
just the opening bars!
Most of
the women of my age remember songs because they had a crush on the
singers but with the exception of Lynsey De Paul and Kate Bush, I
can't remember any other female artists that I really fancied. I
might have been a creep, but I wasn't a fool. I know that I would have
had no chance with them, so why waste my time?
So when
you've finished reading this, think back to your favourite tune, and
hopefully in these austere times it may bring a smile to your face, as
writing this has to mine.
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