Well, I'm 37 years old now, so I can definitely relate.
Hated most eighties music, still do - as a guitarist, particularly playing in hard rock and metal bands since 1980 (aged 13!) and putting up with crappy clubs to play in, the prevailing music at the time struck me as twee, boring and not very friendly to guitarists, particularly skinny, long-haired ones with obnoxiously large Marshall stacks to play through. I like a lot of older rock, and a huge amount of indy rock and alternative rock from the States.
The wife, however, just looooves eighties music (and also other stuff) J2 is a pretty popular tv channel in our house.
Anyway, I'm back on bikes for 6 months now after a 15 year hiatus - feels good.
The fast cars have got a lot cheaper - I recall spending 17995 on a six-year-old 1984 VH 4.2 SS, spending 23,000 in the next three years to keep it on the road and flicking it off for 7,995 when the ex-wife wanted a house.
And I to my motorcycle parked like the soul of the junkyard. Restored, a bicycle fleshed with power, and tore off. Up Highway 106 continually drunk on the wind in my mouth. Wringing the handlebar for speed, wild to be wreckage forever.
- James Dickey, Cherrylog Road.
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