I realize the season finale aired in June but, thanks to the beautiful invention of DVR, I saved Glee for today. Mostly, I wanted to hear Josh Groban sing. He did not.
Regardless, I was not disappointed. In retrospect, I realize the song choices for this season were primarily from the 1980s.
Journey - Don't Stop Believin', Faithfully
Kiss - Beth and another big hair song.
Grease - You're the One That I Want
Eric Carmen - All By Myself
Heart - Alone
Bon Jovi - It's My Life
The Police - Don't Stand So Close to Me
Madonna - Papa Don't Preach, etc., etc.
Cyndi Lauper - True Colors
REO Speedwagon - Can't Fight this Feelin'
Rick Springfield - Jesse's Girl
Olivia Newton John (the be-otch!) - Physical
Little House on the Prairie with Michael Landon ending every episode in tears.
Do you see it? The vintage music. It's haute. This is my era. Am I vintage or am I haute? Strange, I used to be striving for haute but we spelled it differently when I was singing along to Survivor and Bonnie Tyler, using my Lady Speedstick as my make-believe microphone.
Regardless, the new adjectives are preferable to the old ones; middle age.
For your happy memories and enjoyment, I present you with the ultimate vintage air band starring my favorite band with no name (as far as I can remember). It's Boston with Ted, the janitor, Lloyd, and Turk. Let's embrace our vintage-ness. We are haute.