What’s the name of that song? I have no idea either. But man, Sesame Street in the 1970s felt REAL. I don’t know how else to put it. You watch children’s shows today, including Sesame, and they just feel so … sanitized, so dumbed-down. Does Oscar even still live in a trash can anymore, or was it deemed to be too representative of a homeless derelict so they moved him to a condo or something? I’m not sure. But I wouldn’t be surprised.
There’s something about the 1970s that makes me insanely nostalgic. When I pop in Marvin Gaye’s What’s Going On or Stevie Wonder’s Innervisions (both on cassette, naturally), it instantly takes me back to a decade for which I was only alive four years but feel as though it’s … home. I don’t know how to explain it. I guess the early 1980s in Philadelphia weren’t much different than the decade previous, and I do retain a fondness for my extremely early years growing up there, but there’s something about the whole urban soul vibe that seems to call out to me.
Also: Northern Calloway rocked some badass sideburns back in the day.
(Clip via Mark Evanier)