My wife and I had errands in the late afternoon. As we drove, the local station played some old rock hits. We used to call them Casey Kasem's American Top 40.
Casey Kasem's show started in 1970 and was soon required listening each week. Being overseas, it was one Armed Forces Radio and Television Service treat that I looked forward to every week, a bit of home before the Internet, DVD, DVR, video tapes and satellites. His show went on long after I quit listening to it because it wasn't offered where I lived. I understand Ryan Seacrest or someone now has a similar show.
I was in the car for fifteen minutes listening to music. I'm unsure whether it was by plan but the played some stuff from the 80s - Tina Turner's What's Love Got to Do With It? Next came Rosanna from Toto's Toto IV album, followed by Richard Marx. His song was from a later era in the 80s and I'm not a big fan of is music but I know some of it.
As I drove and listened to them, I thought of a short story revolving around hearing music and being carried back in time - and then, when you're further back in time, hearing older music and getting carried further back. He couldn't get carried too far back via hearing music on modern media so where does it all end?
Toto IV stayed with me when I returned home. I'd been living on Okinawa when the album was hot. My best buddy loved it. We went camping at Okuma one weekend and that album was heard a number of times.
We had to return early Sunday morning and I remember we arrived back on base pretty spent from swimming, snorkeling, drinking and playing ball. One of our big deals living overseas was getting the mail. Every family and person had a mailbox number assigned to them and you'd go pick up your mail, including pay notices back in those days. So we hit the post office as soon as we were on base.
Africa was playing on the tape deck as we pulled up. Each went in and got our mail. We came back and read it as the song played. Why that morning stays so fixed in my mind is another of my brain's mysteries.
Coming home yesterday, I looked up Toto IV on the Internet and realized I'd never seen any of the musci videos associated with the album so I watched Rosanna and Africa. Then I learned that the women dancing in Rosanna is Cynthia Rhodes, who is married to Richard Marx. One of the male background dancers was a young man named Patrick Swayze. (h/t to Wikipedia)
Pondering all of this later, I realized how my time travel story had been a story about connecting the dots between the past and present, just as my memory did, aided by electricity and music. That prompted me to wonder about how difference it was to have been young just one hundred years ago. Then I popped back in my head from one hundred years to two hundred - 1813.
And one hundred years before that...?
The pace of change has been remarkable.
Get ready for the next hundred years.
Causes Michael Seidel Supports
Kiva, Women's International League for Peace and Freedom, Propublica.org, Doctors Without Borders, GreaterGood.com