I am not sure what came over me, but a strange and sudden surge of nostalgia washed over me today. It was a quiet day at the office and I was listening to some music — that’s it, I think that’s what made it happen.
So right around 1986 or so when I was 10, I had a HUGE crush on the German band Modern Talking. (I can’t believe I am admitting this on a public blog!) It was one of those all-consuming teenage crushes that really only comes along once in your life. I learned German so that I could read all the articles about the band in German music magazines. It was that bad. The crush lasted a few years, but then the band broke up and I moved on.
Or have I?
So, I was listening to my music today at the office and I came across a song from one of the band’s members on iTunes — Thomas Anders. He was always my favorite. He had dreamy long, brown locks and was just…so delicious. To a teenage girl, that is. (Who am I kidding? He is still delicious in that European, scarf-wearing way. The years have been kind to him.)
Finding his new songs — he now calls himself the Gentleman of Music — took me back to my younger self and to that feeling of giddy devotion. Do you remember that feeling like someone is singing JUST FOR YOU, like he knows all of your thoughts and hidden desires? I am pretty sure I have not felt anything like that since my teenage years.
The music is totally cheesy and probably not fashionable these days at all. But man, it makes me so happy. I never claimed to have refined musical tastes — I love opera, but I am also a big sucker for Europop. I can’t help it. It’s in my blood.
Listen to this song and tell me it doesn’t make you happy.
Anyway… Where was I? So I had a bit of fun today remembering what it was like to be a teenager and I am glad that thanks to technology I was able to resurrect something that otherwise would have been lost. Although if I would dig long enough, I could probably still find one of their tapes in a box somewhere.