It's been hitting me harder than ever recently -- especially nostalgia for my college years.

At least today, it's hitting me particularly hard. I even went so far as to send an email to a club in Columbia, MO to try to get a show down there at some time.
I miss it.
I know that I'm past it.
But I miss it.

Any of y'all prone to some heavy nostalgia?

Every day of my life I think about how much better the past was than the present is and how dreadful the future is going to be.

Ok, it's not quite that bad but I'm a sucker for nostalgia.

Todd, are you sure weed wasn't given to you for medicinal purposes?

Yeah.
But the pollen count is high.

These are the Golden Years, bubba, so buck up!

I get nostaligic sometimes, but I also actually like the person I am these days, and what I have made of myself, so I get past it.

Music, though, gives me bursts of nostalgia something fierce. Exile on Main Street reminds me of driving around in my truck through Athens. INdependent Worm Saloon and Paul's Boutique remind me of freshman year parties. OK Computer reminds me of coming home very late at night (or early in the morning) and putting on that and playing Tecmo Bowl until I could finally sleep. Surfer Rosa reminds me of a Fourth of July Trip to St. Simon's Island.
And the list goes on. There are many albums that bring back a specific memory for me. Let's push this thread in that direction, non?

Oh, I'm not saying that I'm not happy with who I am and who I've become (a passionate dad, husband, and serious-hobby musician).

And I do believe that it was listening to Camper Van Beethoven - Key Lime Pie that brought on the nostalgia. I mean, I can see parts of the Mizzou campus that I haven't even thought about in years. Smell the smells. Even feel the feelings of being young and uncertain. It was exciting.

And I'm sure it was the music that brought it all on.

I'm the opposite... while I can be nostalgic for good ol' days of my life, every once in a while I fixate on the stupid shit I did as a kid, whether it was hurting someone's feelings, saying something retarded (which still strikes me on occasion, as you are all aware), bad decisions, etc. Don't know why it crops up every once in a while, even though I tell myself to get over it. I like myself these days, although I keep hoping I'll get to that point in life where I'm thinking, "Yes, I FINALLY know who I am!" I'm learning still but definitely more comfortable in my own skin.

With all that said, I have no desire to move back to Atlanta or Georgia or the Southeast in general. It will always be home, but my husband and I always said we have to put down our own roots, and we have.

I get it every so often. But not that much anymore.

I always go through it heavily when I'm really upset or down about life.

Lately I'm happy where things are so I guess I haven't been, mostly because the last year has probably been one of my happiest.

That'd do it.

I felt the whoosh of nostalgia about two months ago at the cinema when I was walking down the north corridor around nine p.m. on a Saturday and saw my archnemesis of the last six years out on a date with his girl/wife (I didn't check to see if there were rings on the appropriate things). I noted that he had gotten fat - F A T - again, and that after years of getting with slender-to-average girls, he was with a fatty. I laughed a hearty one over that, going so far as to tell one of the other ushers, "Did you see that fat dude with that fat date?" It was sublime.

Nostalgia isn't as much fun as it used to be when I was your age.

agreed Loog. music floods me with memories every time i hear it. a few releases.....

Stone Roses "Stone Roses" - working at Macy's, cheating on my girlfriend at the time with an insanely hot haitian girl.

U2 "Achtung Baby" - riding around with my friend Rick for hours, and ending up at some friends houses, drinking, or just bullshitting till dawn.

The Beatles "Revolver" - Wandering the streets of Liverpool, England with my best friend at the time and my girlfriend, looking for any traces of The Beatles, chatting with old folks about the early days of their career in pubs, on buses, and on street corners. drunk.

The Charlatans debut album - hearing the breaks for the first time, which then turned me on to breakbeat hardcore. I loved the fast percussion of the early Manchester stuff.

Screaming Trees "Uncle Anasthesia" - again, driving around, drunk or stoned usually, listening to the riffs, and just being blown away.

Smashing Pumpkins "Siamese Dream" - sitting in my room with my girlfriend at the time for hours with this on loop, totally floored. This album created a very sexual environment.

Boards of Canada "Music Has the Right To Children" - taking the train from Hoek Van Holland to Amsterdam with my wife, both listening to this, staring out of the train windows, watching the landscape fly by. We'd then look at eachother at certain moments during the album that hit us, smiling, then back to watching the world pass by.

Minor Threat "Out of Step" - skateboarding, fucked up shins, sweat, good friends, and not having a care in the world. Ian has had a lasting impression on me.

No. Nostalgia is a thing of the past.

Sorry. Bad pun.

I only get nostalgic when I think of the days I'd get sex on a regular basis.

A bit of nostalgia for the old folks...

I hate to be the one to tell you this, but you have The Sentence

I get nostalgiac, but I try not to live in the past. Time only moves forward.

Not really, not yet.

Music always takes me RIGHT back to the time I heard it most, and (I'm married, but I didn't fall out of mom and into her) most of the time music reminds me of the women who went along with the records. Now the discs remind me of periods in my marriage, I'd love to share, but I'll just pick one funny one:
no, actually I'm keeping this one to myself too.

For me nostalgia isn't limited to escaping your present in favor of living in past, better times. The thing about nostalgia that I find interesting is that I sometimes feel it for moments in my life when I know I was unhappy. Sitting in my shitty-ass apartment that smelt like patchouli and Doritos listening to my Stevie Wonder records on a Sanyo turntable. Those were not exactly the salad years my friends, but I look back on them with a certain degree of fond remembrance.

fucking weepy bitches.

And Todd, if you're ever interested in a show in Columbia, give me advance notice. I told you about that Wilco show outside the Blue Note so I hope that's the show you're thinking about.

On a related note... Richard King released a CD of some of the best tracks recorded at The Blue Note. PM me Todd, if you're interested.

Never understood the folks who said high school and college were the worst years of their lives. Holy smokes, what great years they should have been.. women, drinking, learning... sure there were injustices and idiocy, but if you didn't take advantage of what hs and college was about and found your niche or any type of personal success, you sure the hell won't find it in the "adult" world.

ah, to be in shape, no real responsibilities, and getting laid... good times


/season ticket holder in basketball and football at my collegiate alma mater even tho it's been suck for too long.

No, not really. I don't know why. Maybe I'm a robot, I don't know. I just don't sit around and pine for the old days (or the fjords, for that matter.) I'm not a sunshiney optimist, either, but I just can't live thinking that my best days are behind me. What a damned disappointment that would be.

And, for the record, I'm not even really nostalgic for music, either - I listen to what I listen to because it does something for me, not because it evokes memories. Most people I know seem to be stuck on whatever they listened to in high school or college, but nothing later than that has meant much to them. That just blows my mind. I can't imagine living with the crap, for the most part, that I listened to in high school. Can I really see myself listening to Guy Mann-Dude and Joey Tafolla (a couple of really cheesy shredders when the instrumental-guitar fad was all the rage) at 32 years of age? (I shouldn't have been able to see myself listening to Guy Mann-Dude and Joey Tafolla at 16, either.)

I don't know, nostalgia, in any form, just seems like a waste of time to me.

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