Returning to the club scene which previously defined me, I’m confronted with the realisation that my “not too long ago” was a very long ago indeed. Has it evolved? Or have I simply moved on?
While we all regularly fall prey to nostalgia, I suggest we should steer clear. To prove it, I’ve uncovered a pile of grating poetry I wrote as a youth.
We tend to return to the same movies, in good times and bad – and now a pair of researchers believe they know why. Elaine!
We might roll our eyes at Clive’s Titanic, but it’s actually a home run for my generation. We love nothing more than death, nostalgia and Leonardo DiCaprio. All aboard.
Joel Gunz’s music column Blood, Sweat & Vinyl examines the greatest hits album, My Isle of Golden Dreams, by Alfred Apaka.