home of the future…er, past?

Disclaimer: I think mid-century interior decor is something you either find strangely appealing or disgustingly hideous. Personally, I love it. From funky starburst wall clocks to chrome dining tables and avocado green appliances, the homes of the 60s and 70s were a sight to behold…

That’s actually a recent pic from some guy’s house in the Valley, there are tons more here. Dig those clocks, chairs, and hanging light fixtures! IT’S MY DREAM HOME! Seriously, I would love to have a house like that, haha. I was lucky though; I got to spend a good part of my childhood at my grandparents’ house, which was the epitome of 70s color schemes. I found a picture to serve as proof:

(Yes that’s me…learning to walk with the assistance of a mustard yellow ottoman.)

I really do love those colors, though. Maybe it has to do with the fact that I’ll always associate them with my grandma’s house, which stirs up memories of carefree childhood days…family get-togethers, easter egg hunts, cherries in summertime, etc. My aunt lives there now, so while the green carpeting and some of the art on the wall still exists, the place has been significantly modernized. Ah well, I’m glad I still have the luxury of revisiting it every once in a while.
And in case you’re wondering, no, my new apartment will not look like this, haha. I’m sure it’ll have more than a few retro splashes here and there, but I’ll wait til I own a house someday to construct my groovy mid-century pad, muahahaha.

Tonight’s retro entry brought to you by:
Atomic Ranch
Mid Century Mod <- LJ community
Avocado Memories <- some guy’s website entirely about growing up in 60s/70s Burbank

(Don’t ask how I find these things…I have a lot of time on my hands.)

to the great gig in the sky

I’m not that hardcore of a Pink Floyd fan, but I do love their music and they are definitely up there on my list of favorite bands. Last night I decided to pull out Dark Side Of The Moon and listen to it before I went to sleep. Now I’ve just found out that Rick Wright, keyboardist and one of the founding members of Pink Floyd, passed away today. He was 65.

R.I.P. Rick <3

climb in the back with your head in the clouds

The Love show was amazing. I can’t really explain it…it’s just like you’re sucked into this world of elaborately constructed psychedelia for two hours, with people and colors and sound all around you. And the MUSIC…I was blown away. George Martin is a god. The soundtrack is like a whole new Beatles album; songs are combined and remixed and they sound incredible. I love not knowing what comes next, and the way he pieced everything together blows my mind.

In terms of Cirque du Soleil and the entire production, the acrobatics were CRAZY. There was so much to watch that I can’t have possibly seen it all, and still wouldn’t even if I went back and saw the show a hundred more times. Right down to the props and lighting, EVERYTHING was so detailed. It was incredible.

The pictures in this post are from the Beatles Love website…they kind of give you an idea of what it was like, though nothing compares to actually being there.

Lately I’ve found myself in awe of how perfectly the Beatles’ music can represent an entire decade, an entire generation, and everything that came after it. Sometimes I have a hard time distinguishing whether the 60s shaped the music of the Beatles or if it was really the other way around. Out of all my favorite artists and idols, I can’t think of a single one who wasn’t influenced by them.

At the end, the screens came back down and played a little montage of Beatles pictures. The whole show had this ethereal, larger-than-life kind of feel to it, and then to see the familiar pictures of the Beatles at the end and realize that these four guys were responsible for it all, it was pretty crazy. What I think – and what was pretty much epitomized by the Love show – is that the Beatles’ music is an experience. It is experiencing the 60s – from innocence to experimentation to revolution, and everything in between. For someone who never got to live it, it’s probably the closest I can come to knowing what that time was like. I guess all I’m trying to say is I’m glad these guys came along and wrote some songs together; I’d be awfully empty without them.