#year: 1979

[cassette-amateur]

Schneider 1979

#retro aesthetic #retro style #retro #retrowave #vintage retro #retro tech #retro ads #retro advertising #analogue photography #audio cassette #video cassette #vintage hifi #year: 1979

[motownfiction]

unfamiliar

When The Muppet Movie comes out in the summer between sixth and seventh grade, Sadie pretends like it’s not a big deal. She pretends like she’s too cool for The Muppets, like she doesn’t miss seeing them on her TV every Sunday night, like she doesn’t watch Sesame Street when she’s home sick from school, like she didn’t have a crush on Mr. Snuffleupagus when she was three. He was just so mysterious.

But she has to pretend like The Muppet Movie isn’t a big deal. In less than nine months, she’ll be a teenager, and teenagers don’t care about felt dolls. She’s not even the one who suggested they see the movie today. She left that to Sam, who seems to be missing that caring what other people think gene. Everybody went along with it when it was his suggestion, of course. Since he was born without that caring what other people think gene, people think he’s cool, anyway, no matter what he does.

Maybe if they were identical twins, Sadie would have lost that gene, too.

She’s not sure whether she’s allowed to say the movie is good. Lucy has laughed a lot, but maybe she’s just doing it to humor Sadie, who feels more nervous than she’s ever been (recently). But it seems like it’s a good movie. Kermit and Fozzie came across a real fork in the road, and the crowd seemed to like that one. Miss Piggy is stylish as usual. But nothing gets to Sadie like Gonzo.

Of all the primetime Muppets, Gonzo has always been Sadie’s favorite. She doesn’t think she’s much like him – she’d never be that brave – but there’s something about him that feels familiar.

So when he starts singing a sad song around the campfire, she listens.

This looks familiar / vaguely familiar / almost unreal, yet / it’s too soon to feel yet …

Sadie’s face feels hot. No, cold. She isn’t sure anymore. She looks around at the people next to her in the movie theater … the people she has known, more or less, her entire short life (one before it even began). They look the same as they did this afternoon, last night, last week, heck, even on the first day of sixth grade last year. But what if that’s not always true? What if these people – these wonderful, wonderful people – become unfamiliar? Sadie has heard stories about turning thirteen, and they all scare her worse than Michael Myers in the bedroom closet.

But then she remembers who she is.

She is Sadie Doyle, rider of roller coasters, accepter of dares, best friend of Lucy, who has more tricks up her sleeve than anyone Sadie has ever known (or ever will). She doesn’t want the familiar. She wants things to change, to get weirder, to get messier, to get more beautiful. Being thirteen does not mean giving up The Muppets. It means getting new reasons to care about them.

About everything.

Gonzo is still singing by the light of the moon.

There’s not a word yet / for old friends who’ve just met.

Maybe not. But old friends, just by themselves, will do tonight.

(part of @nosebleedclub july challenge -- day x. yes, it’s august. yes, i’m doing my best)

#drabble #writeblr #ch: sadie doyle #year: 1979

[falkonryderz]

AC/DC - Live Wire (1979 Paris)

#youtube #live wire #ac/dc #paris #live #rock and roll #hard rock #year: 1979 #let there be rock

[gatespage]

NTID Focus (1979)

#gates mcfadden #type: article #year: 1979 #theater

[vermithrall]

stalker (1979)

[black-heiress]

Bellatrix sighed inwardly as she took a seat at the bar, summoning the bartender over with just a flick of her fingers. The young man had seen her in there often enough now to know not only who she was, but to know what she liked to drink, and so it didn’t take long for him to have the drink in her hand.

She sipped at it, savouring the familiar burn which slowly ebbed away at her irritation. The source of that irritation, of course, was her mother. In the few hours they’d spent together today the woman had suggested not one, not two, but almost a dozen potential suitors. Many of them she dismissed almost as soon as mentioning them, citing their lack of funds or some other trait she deemed undesirable about their family. At least half of those dozen names though had been ones she believed could truly be a good match for her daughter.

Bellatrix, of course, had no intention of meeting with any of those men. She knew most of them, having either attended Hogwarts with them or met them at various society functions over the years, and not one of them had managed to pique her interest. Perhaps they could, if she was not so focused on making a name for herself before becoming someone’s wife. In spite of what society tried to tell her, she was determined to be more than just a broodmare.

As she took another sip of her drink, she noticed a figure moving beside her, preparing to sit. “This seat’s taken.” 

#morsmordre: starter #year: 1979

[wildheartmarls]

Though Diagon Alley arguably had a better selection of shops, there was something Marlene had always loved about going to Hogsmeade when she had the chance. The little village was quiet compared to the bustling London shopping area, but the nostalgia was second to none. From her third year onwards, she had delighted in the Hogsmeade weekends, both for the change of scene and the element of freedom that came with being outside of the school grounds.

Lost in her memories she rounded a bend in the street to head towards the Three Broomsticks, and it was only her sharp reflexes which kept her from crashing into someone. “Sorry!” 

#morsmordre: starter #year: 1979

[unitedsongbird]

An Angel's Doorstep

May your day be filled with positive focus, proud achievement, and best in health. And a wish for a day full of success, fun, and for life's moments where you are able to gaze upon the sunrise and moonlight. Greetings friend and reader... I believe its that time of the week to showcase one of the greatest years in music. So let's buckle our seatbelts and go go go... destination 1979!

Formed in the mid-seventies is American band 'Angel', primarily known for their flamboyant stage presence. Discovered by Kiss bass player Gene Simmons at a nightclub performance, and was signed by Casablanca Records label.

The song of the moment is called "I'll Bring the Whole World to Your Door", from their 5th album Sinful, released in January 1979. The album entered the Billboard 200, and if I may introduce the group members: Frank DiMino on vocals, co-founder and guitarist Punky Meadows, Felix Robinson on bass guitar, Barry Brandt on drums, and keyboardist Gregg Giuffria.

This is an exceptional rock album, and such a great song deserving to be revisited or perhaps discovered by a younger listener. Love the arena aliveness and pop-oriented firework vibe. So why not we dive in and explore! Thank you for reading me and lets do this again soon.

#angel #billboard #music history #rock music #hard rock #year: 1979 #guitar #keyboards #Giuffria #progressive rock #washington d.c. #Youtube

[okinawanmatt]

Artist: Styx Song: Renegade Album: Pieces of Eight Year: 1979 Genre: Rock, Hard Rock Origin: Chicago, Illinois

#SongOfTheDay #styx #renegad #year: 1979 #hardrock #chicago #illinois

[sooooomuch]

#spotify #music #dance #punk rock #punk #diversión #give it back #the dickies #1979 #year: 1979 #the incredible shrinking dickies

[edpor68]

Happy Monday! It was 1979, and Trapper John MD was on tv! Pattye as Stacy in the episode “Licensed to Kill” (12/9/1979) 28 years old, absolutely adorable … #pattyemattick #patriciamattick #adorable #trapperjohnmd #1979tv 👩🏻‍🦰👓📺💐

#pattyemattick #patricia mattick #adorable #gonebutneverforgotten #gone too soon #year: 1979 #1970s tv #trapper john md #Youtube

[motownfiction]

paperback

For a little while, when Lucy was eleven and twelve, she envisioned herself as a novelist. She’d write tons of stories of girls growing up, making friends, maybe falling in love, moving around the world, enjoying their lives, hating their lives, generally just breathing. She devoured all the books she could. Lots of Judy Blume, S.E. Hinton, even a Maureen Daly book thrown in every now and then, to shake it up. She stayed up at night reading, she read under her desk at school when the lesson was too boring and easy to pay attention to, and she wrote stories wherever she could. She even wrote them on napkins at restaurants and food courts if she was desperate (and she often was – often still is). Mom used to sing “Paperback Writer” to her when she’d scribble furiously about some young woman at a café in Paris. Lucy had never been to Paris, and she’d never been a college student. Somehow, she still felt qualified. Story of her life.

That drive to be a novelist dissipated after a little while. Lucy still thought about stories all the time, made up characters when she felt lonely. She must have dreamt up a thousand imaginary friends in waiting and examination rooms when she was pregnant with Elenore. Sure, Will was there, holding her hand all the way through, but there’s nothing lonelier than the glares grown women give you when you sit underneath a “What to Know about Pregnancy” infographic, clearly there for yourself, for your baby. Lucy must have made up a thousand friends to get her through it, all versions of Sadie, Sam, Daniel. If there’s anything better than one of each, it’s 300 of each.

As the years go by, she’s fond of telling people she hasn’t ruled out the possibility of being a novelist. She’s still in touch with Chris Egan, whose dissertation committee she sat on over ten years ago. He’s published three novels, and he always says that if she has any material, he’d love to take a look. Lucy always says she thinks she’ll take him up on it. She never does. But maybe she might.

She and the family head back home to Detroit shortly after Emma’s high school graduation. They end up at Lucy’s favorite used bookstore, and as always, they wander right to the shelves on criticism. Fiction, poetry, cinema, drama. All of it. It’s tradition.

But this is the first time Lucy’s found a used copy of her own book at the store. Her first book. The one based on her dissertation. She picks it up and marvels at it. Doesn’t matter how many copies of it she has at her home. Nothing like discovering your book on Victorian women’s writing and psychoanalysis in the wild. Nothing like that at all.

Will nudges her.

“Is that what you had in mind when you said you’d be a paperback writer?” he asks.

Lucy doesn’t answer. Will knows what she means. And maybe she’ll call Chris Egan. He lives in the Ann Arbor area again. Maybe he’d be willing to read some of the scattered thoughts and characters she jotted onto the sickbag on the flight from LaGuardia to Metro.

But maybe she won’t call him.

Maybe she’ll just buy her own book and tell a funny story to her graduate students when classes resume in the fall.

Maybe she’ll do that.

(part of @nosebleedclub february challenge -- day 17!)

#drabble #writeblr #ch: lucy callaghan #ch: will o'connor #year: 1978 #year: 1979 #year: 2013

[gatespage]

WOMEN OF TRACHIS

Directed by Cheryl G. McFadden

Boston Globe, 1979

#gates mcfadden #media: women of trachis #year: 1979 #type: newspaper #director #type: theatre

[angiebowiearchive]

Cosmopolitan UK (1979)

#angie bowie #angela bowie #publication: cosmopolitan uk #year: 1979

[lastoneout]

Alright everyone, it's time we settle this once and for all...

#SECOND TIME'S THE CHARM SORRY #anyway yada yada only ten spaces I like kermit's swamp years fight me #the muppets #the muppet movie #the muppet movie 1979 #the great muppet caper #the muppets take manhattan #the muppet christmas carol #muppet treasure island #muppets from space #kermit's swamp years #the muppet's wizard of oz #the muppets 2011 #muppets most wanted

[imstanovlich]

Ice, a Tamworth/ Lichfield Hard Rock/ Progressive Rock band, circa 1978-1982. Their album 'Saga of the Ice King' was released in 1979. L-R Colin Richardson (Bass), Andy Radek (Guitar), Paul Watts (Guitar), Steve Sheldon (Drums) and Mick Rutherford (Vocals).

#progressive rock #hard rock #lichfield #tamworth #year: 1979 #vinyl #ice king #ice #nordic