Josh Getzler
It started the second day we were in Florida over break. My son Joe went to Hot Topic (!) in the Aventura Mall (!!) and came back with 13 new t-shirts. He was very proud of himself—he could wear a different band every Friday at school for the next three months, and never have to think about it.
To me, though, the fascinating thing was the selection of groups he chose—there was Nirvana, Bob Marley, Morrissey…OK, also Imagine Dragons, but you can’t have everything. (Full disclosure: I’m just trying to be snotty—we saw Imagine Dragons in concert last summer and they were a lot of fun, if man-bunned.)
Then my wife Amanda texted me from the gym:
“My Alternative radio station just played Rancid. Have you ever HEARD THEM???”
“LA Clash.”
“OMG buy them NOW.”
Then we were trying to decide what to watch on New Year’s Eve. Second choice was When Harry Met Sally, but we ended up going with…Rocky. ONE. The first time I saw Rocky I was seventy blocks down in Miami Beach with my parents and Joe’s namesake, my grandfather, who needed to take a Nitro pill during the fight scene.
Was this 2016? Or 1976? 1985? 1997?
Then I looked over at the couch, and there were my daughters, one earbud each, watching Tyler Oakley or Todrick on Youtube, littlest in her new Panic! At the Disco t-shirt, and I knew that I hadn’t gone through a wormhole.
May everyone have a great 2016. And if you have a black coat, black shoes, black hat, Cadillac, so much the better…
how about a black and white tuxedo cat?????
Posted by: Toni Lotempio | January 06, 2016 at 11:21 AM