After picking my son up from preschool the other day, the local top 40 radio station was playing 80's music during the lunch hour.
One of my favorite songs from high school came on, and for a few minutes, I was in stonewashed, rolled and pegged jeans, in the middle of Aladdin's Castle.
Friday night during my sophomore year would have found me at the mall with my two best friends, Kristin and Susan. I'm sure we were giving a running commentary about the cute guys from school as they walked past us. Loud, animated conversation, throwing around movie quotes, and obsessing over our current crushes. Feigned indignation at being accused of liking one of the guys we saw, maybe some mimicked swooning, and then exploding into uncontrollable laughter.
One of our usual haunts on a Friday night would be the arcade, Aladdin's Castle. Crammed closely together, loud arena rock and top 40 heavy metal playing, watching the guys compete against each other. Getting the chance to inhale their masculine scents, maybe mixed with Polo, Chaps, or Drakkar Noir. Brushing up against them in their Chess King buttondown shirts and tight jeans. Trying to catch their eye or offer praise when their efforts paid off in the game. Sending knowing glances back and forth when we got noticed by the guys we liked.
There was a jukebox with a video screen at Aladdin's for a while, and the clearest memory I have of being there was one night when White Lion's "Wait" came on. Frozen in time, I can picture the scene. The crowded corner by the front window, the hormones rushing through my system, being so close to the possibility of having a boyfriend. Hearing the words to that song; a guy in love, pleading for another chance to get it right. Hoping that one day, someone would feel that way about me.






I enjoyed the image you painted with this piece. Stonewashed jeans, loud 80's rock, and teenage angst. Where the only games that were being played weren't arcade games. I like that you added the clip too, really sets the scene :p
ReplyDeleteI was born in the 80's but that just really made me miss my side ponytail and t-shirt that was cut and beaded across the bottom.
ReplyDeleteOh, looking back on all this...
ReplyDeletesuch memories, and so many.
White Lions...classic. You can never go wrong with White Lion. Oh how I miss the 80's.
ReplyDeleteI love 80's music. A lot.
ReplyDeleteMy middle daughter loves it too.
Now the fashions I haven't sold her on yet, but I will in time.
Now here's the funny thing... my post today is really similar to yours!
Oh, yeah, it just takes you away when you hear a song like that!
ReplyDeleteOh yeah....love the 80's music!! The best years as a kid....BY FAR! 80's music and the movies completed me. That, along with the fashion. For sure, 80's music always throws me back to that memorable time.
ReplyDeleteThanks for visiting my blog :o)
I was a teen in the 80's, too. My favorite pair of jeans was a pair I "stonewashed" myself with a cup of bleach in the washing machine! Thanks for bringing back some good memories. :)
ReplyDeleteI think I was a freshman in college when this came out. I never could grow my hair long, but always wanted to.
ReplyDeleteOh my gosh. Drakkar Noir. Haven't thought about that stuff in years. ;)
ReplyDeleteOMG I absoultely LOVE that song! What a great memory, I think we all have wonderful memories like this locked away, and it's so great it only takes ONE song to unlock them all!
ReplyDeleteNow I am going to go pull out my white lion cassette. YES I said Cassette! haha
The 80's era, in my opinion, was one of the best music-wise. Almost every song had a beat and a rhythm and was a song you could dance or sing along to. I have many fond memories of being a teenager in the 80's.
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Brilliantly written. You had me at, "For a few minutes, I was in stonewashed, rolled and pegged jeans, in the middle of Aladdin's Castle." Thanks for taking me back! :)
ReplyDeleteI love posts that take me back.
ReplyDeleteStoned wash jeans. Arcades. Heavy metal.
Life was good
LOVE the details. I must go do some downloading of my own to see if the song rings a bell. Our arcade was called Pegasus but it closed long before I could hang there on a regular basis--wish it had moved into the mall. Thanks for stopping by... from Mama Kat's too.
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