it's all relative,...we all sound like our grandfathers,.."ohhh those were the days,....you whipper snappers dont know what good is".....it's like rembering an ole girlfriend from years gone bye,..or an old car ya had,...you only rember the goodtimes ya had with the girlfriend,..or the car,...as time goes bye ya tend to forget about the fact that the car would never run in the rain,...or that it was so unreliable you wouldnt take it any more than walking distance,..or...that the greatest girlfriend from the ole days FUCKED YOUR NIEGHBOR!!!!!!!....
i too grew up in the 80's,...i loved the early 80's,...hated the entire hairband era of the late 80's early 90's....a shift took place,...where the music became secondary,...it was a time when style was more important than substance,...it became a "scene"...a "happening",...metal became the new DISCO,....it made me so pissed off i quit the band,...(they started wearing lots of bandana,...replaced my beloved 70's/80's heavy metal covers with souless..."pop-metal"...and "power-ballads").......then i sold all my equipment,...(bass player at the time)..........dark, dark, days my brotheren!!!
the entire hair/lightweights/posers/faggots/girl-band era died because it was all frosting and no cake,...that and it sucked!..and yet the fans of this era blame it's demise on kurt cobain and grunge,..HA!!!,...i loved it!!!!!,...grunge was the natural course,...the complete opposite,....stripped down,..no frosting,..just cake,...come on ya homos!!!,..hair metal was pathetic!!,...no originality,...same ole saME ole shit!!,..(verse:verse:chorus:verse:super fast shredded/tapped solo:chorus:verse).......pathetic!!
did i enjoy the hot bitches with black eyeliner,...poddle hair,...ankle(school-girl)sox & stillettos,...gartersand stalkings...in mini skirts and those shiney blue pants !!!.....hellya,...did i party with the ex-band mates with there new eyeliner,...lipstick,..rouge and there leopard skinned jackets,...pleather pants,..and pirate boots!!!!....yuppp!!
did i snort there party powder,...drink there beer,...puke on there floor and sleep under the kitchen table,...i plead the fith..
it's days gone bye,...if i could pick any point in time to be a rock star,...it would be the 60's or 70's