AKA: Sorry about the last 30 days but these photos are tres cool. I was definitely doing my own thing in the 80's too. I never watched TV for the whole decade which I think was a blessing. Nice Gibson cutaway here. Wish we could hear you play it.

I'm glad you gave up the cigarettes.
R♥

@ Scarlett Sumac,

Thanks for the drop in. That's a '75 ES-175. Original owner etc.

@ FusunA,

True enough. Enough other bullets in life to dodge.

You look very young to have lost your dad. I remember the 80s. I didn't realize they would be "the good old days," because the music seemed so crappy (in general) compared to the 70s and 60s.

There was an eighties?

You look great in both pics.

You didn't miss much.
Big hair.
Coke in all the bathrooms.
No pubs anywhere, just those danged discos....

Nice photo from the 80s but I like your look now better. Stylin' guitar!

like Scarlett I wish we could hear you play it, too

@ Wren Dancer,

Well, the music didn't grab me much. Maybe I'll post some down the line about the genres I've played in.
Lost dad at 32. Any age was too young.
Thanks.

@ scanner,
Ya, guess so
I don't put much truck in rumors though.

@ SheilaTGTG55,

Aw shucks,
Thank you.

@ Just Thinking,

All the wild times of the 80's you cite just sounded like a rerun of where we'd already been. Nice you like the axe. It's one of those I'm holding on to still. May post soon some of those I've had to let go.Got it down to about a dozen favorites at this point.

It seems like everyone was rushing through the 80s aka. Were we in that much of a hurry to get to the 90s?

Very very cool, love the leather coat.

What a cutie. Great jacket and chin dimple. You look terrific nowadays too. Ah, what fun Rita's 80's pic thing is turning out to be.

Sadly true isn't it; the more things change the more they stay the same.

You're cute and do look the same, that's great. If I find a good rut I furnish it and settle in for comfort living. So are we going to hear you play?

Are you about to scatter your father's ashes on the river behind you? (I think that's what I'm seeing.) There's so much to that photo. Disco was just godawful, but my son was born in '83 so that makes the decade okay in my book.

@ hyblaen-Julie,

Thanks for stopping in. That was a bluesy evening and holiday jazz.


@ Abrawang,

If I had known what the 90's would be like, no, I think there were have been less being in a hurry living. I tell myself I'm wiser now not slower.

@ rita shibr,

Black leather. uh-huh

@ fernsy,

That's the only photo of those times I have scanned into digital. I think people had fun with this over the weekend.

Thanks to each for stopping in.

@ John A Bayerl,

True John. But it doesn't have to be sad if we work on it, eh?

@ L'Heure Bleue,

Well there's nothing wrong with a rut if it's a good fit is there?

@ The Good Daughter,

You read the photo correctly.

Thank you all for reading and commenting.

I turned twenty-one in 79 so the eighties should have been my.. oyster, or something. Hated them! The mullets and poof, the hair metal bands... Reagan!
But... great pics. I remember the Dad story which was written so well.
And... love the Gibson. Always wanted a Les Paul myself. Guess it's not too late. In the mean time my only electric is my 95 USA sunburst strat... which screams through the twin tens Bassman and Boss pedals.

@ tr ig,

Yeah. I had a hard time getting jazzed about remembering the decade. Of course there were good times but what a struggle it was.
I guess nostalgia just ain't what it used to be.

the eighties were a decade of greed & deception &
Salingeresque fellas getting stoned to sixties music
and gals with lots of hair,not only up there
but down there, and
reagan,
the master communicator, the wizard of this odd OZ
we have inherited from him, where lizards like newt
and mitt have evolved to replace warmblooded men like
Clinton and Cuomo (anyone remember Mario the Magnificent?)
and the kids today?
well, they are everything. all eras, at once.
skinhead medieval warriors, bushyheaded hippie children,
shy introverted a-types...

mothers raising fatherless children...


i am glad to see you. i had my doubts if that handsome fucker
in the first picture was real, but now i know he was,
and he is you,
a friend,
a voice in the wilderness..........................

Heh! Just noticed the fleur de lis on the black and gold cap of your compadre.
Thinking back... this is hard.
In those sucking eighties.. concerts I remember.
Grateful Dead several times...
The Pretenders
Elvis Costello
Joni Mitchell
Elton John (not the hugest fan but quality show)
David Gilmour

More I'm sure but tough times musically.
Then was all that nasty cocaine... Yech!

@ JME,

I'm not really laying any claim to being real or not but pleased to have convinced you one way or the other.
Thanks for the fly-by.

@ tr ig,

I don't have any idea who the guy in the cap was. Judging from the angle of his cap and the lean on the door he may not have known by then either.

Nice to see you, yesterday and today.

Thirty days can sometimes seem like thirty years, can't it?

@ Jeanette DeMain,

Yes. Days and years can be hard to distinguish sometimes.
Hey !! You caught me without my Clubmasters.

added you to the mix..