[MUSIC] Blondie, "Heart of Glass"
Jul. 23rd, 2009 02:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rfmcdonaldBlondie's 1979 "Heart of Glass" was a huge international hit, with Deborah Harry's voice and looks and the New Wave rhythms and the disco sheen making it one of those songs which represent an entire era of popular music, maybe even popular culture.
(Go here for the original music video.)
People who have been following this Thursday [MUSIC] pieces for a while have probably noticed that I tend to feature a lot of older songs, songs from the 1990s, 1980s, or even 1970s. People who were Facebook friends of me would notice that my musical tastes as documented in my six-days-a-week music video postings, are more diverse than that, but the underlying tendency remains the same, I think. My music tastes were formed on Prince Edward Island in the 1990s, at a time when I was feeling restless, wanting to leave the Island but being too afraid to do so. Music, then as now (if in different ways) was a way to connect with a wider world, with another environment. If the environment was in the past, then why not wonder what it would have been like to live there. (I'd only imagine the good bits, not, say, AIDS in the 1990s.) Fantasy, yes, all of those wonderings were fantasies, but they were no less powerful for that. And so, I listened to Blondie and watched the videos, with its glamourous dance stage and the helicopter zooming in and out on the World Trade Centre towers in the heart of a glittering Manhattan.
Besides, you have to love that disco sheen.
(Go here for the original music video.)
People who have been following this Thursday [MUSIC] pieces for a while have probably noticed that I tend to feature a lot of older songs, songs from the 1990s, 1980s, or even 1970s. People who were Facebook friends of me would notice that my musical tastes as documented in my six-days-a-week music video postings, are more diverse than that, but the underlying tendency remains the same, I think. My music tastes were formed on Prince Edward Island in the 1990s, at a time when I was feeling restless, wanting to leave the Island but being too afraid to do so. Music, then as now (if in different ways) was a way to connect with a wider world, with another environment. If the environment was in the past, then why not wonder what it would have been like to live there. (I'd only imagine the good bits, not, say, AIDS in the 1990s.) Fantasy, yes, all of those wonderings were fantasies, but they were no less powerful for that. And so, I listened to Blondie and watched the videos, with its glamourous dance stage and the helicopter zooming in and out on the World Trade Centre towers in the heart of a glittering Manhattan.
Besides, you have to love that disco sheen.
