Welcome to my childhood

You know, every now and then, you’re on YouTube and you decide to look for the crap you used to watch when you were a kid.

To this day, that music is embedded in my skull.

I’m currently watching the recently-released New Adventures of Superman for review – created in 1966 to capitalize on Batmania, this Filmation show formed a cornerstone of my Saturday mornings, along with Space Ghost and The Herculoids. I now even dare dream of a DVD release of this:

Yes, the Lone Ranger, reimagined as a superhero show, or at least a Wild Wild West-type adventure. You’re not imagining things – that is the voice of Agnes Moorehead.

And, as long as I’m dreaming:

Because nobody believed me.

And I return later in the day to mention that as usual, Tom the Dancing Bug is right.

Oh My God, We Were All So Young

01. Living Dead Girl – Rob Zombie
02. Mad Mountain King – Apollo 100
03. Soul Experience – Iron Butterfly (my player really likes this song)
04. American Witch – Rob Zombie
05. Robert E. Lee Broke His Musket ‘Cross His Knee – Pleasant Valley Boys
06. Electro Chemical – Save the Robot
07. Our House – Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young
08. The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald – Gordon Lightfoot
09. Silver Machine – Hawkwind
10. Living in the Material World – George Harrison

Santo Gold

Chris over at Blue Glow posted some vintage infomercial-type strangeness about “The Family Auto Mart“, which caused my brain, unbidden, to dwell upon some some crap that played in the background while I was working late nights on the third draft of Forever Evil:

Yep, it went on for a full half-hour. I am constantly amazed that my brain got through the 80s without committing hara-kiri. (some would likely say it did not) I still probably would have preferred substituting “Family Auto Mart” for some of the times I subjected myself to the “Santo Gold” pitch.

On a somewhat less-sullen note…

If you haven’t been perusing Datajunkie, and are at all interested in pop culture… well, you should. People interested in what my childhood looked like, for instance, should click over to the entry that reprints the Outer Limits trading cards. i had all but one of the damned things before they stopped production, and since I was the only one in my small town who collected them (that I knew of, anyway), never had a chance to trade. And now, in the far-flung future, I have no idea which card was missing. Ah, well. Enjoy.