I am not one of these Gray-haired-retirees that buff themselves and their
40-year-old cars to attend a weekend car event. At the same time, I am not one
of those Buzz-cut backward ball cap wearing "dudes" that are only a stones
throw away from puberty. No, I fall somewhere in between. I am not old enough
to have actually owned my vintage car when it was new. However, I was alive
when the streets were littered with brand new Muscle Cars.During the '80's, as some of you know, I performed in a variety of Punk-New Wave-Underground-College type bands. During this decade, owning a classic car was viewed as only owning an "old" car. American iron had lost its luster and was replaced by the BMW's and Porsche's of the world. The '80's are known as the "self-indulgent" decade. Yuppies replaced Hippies, Hondas replaced Fords and Corporate sponsored Pop music replaced Rock 'n Roll. My band mates and I were not part of the Wall Street 1980's, we were completely anti-establishment. We performed generally unpopular music to other disenchanted youths in small smelly dives. We despised anything on the Top 40 and considered anything successful as the enemy. This included the cars we drove.  continued... |
"Yuppies replaced Hippies, Hondas replaced
Fords and Corporate sponsored Pop music replaced Rock 'n Roll. " |
