Category Archives: 30 Years Later

L’chaim, Fatass

Posted on March 12, 2014 by guiltyfeat

It’s been a busy few weeks both here in the now and back in 1984. I realize that I haven’t been keeping up with my weekly chart rundown so I’ll just go through some of the highlights as we pick … Continue reading →

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It’s Iowa

Posted on February 7, 2014 by guiltyfeat

This morning on my way to the car I passed a tennis ball. On the ground. I’ve never really played tennis, but I do love a tennis ball. I like throwing them and I like catching them.

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Can’t You See I’m Burning Burning?

Posted on January 31, 2014 by guiltyfeat

Publishers like genres. It tells them how they should market the books on their lists and it also helps them set expectations. Genre was the reason Jo Rowling was told she’d never receive a penny beyond her advance for her … Continue reading →

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Catalano Lives

Posted on January 27, 2014 by guiltyfeat

My diary for this week in 1984 is full of school-related gubbins. On Tuesday, January 24, I mention that I spoke to Estelle on the phone and that Melanie was staying with her because they had the day off school … Continue reading →

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Still Fond

Posted on January 23, 2014 by guiltyfeat

Some people have expressed surprise that I kept a diary every day as a teenager. Well that’s nothing compared to the surprises I’ve uncovered within. Here is a lengthy quote from Sunday January 22, 1984. They’re just about to start … Continue reading →

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You Are Number Six

Posted on January 20, 2014 by guiltyfeat

There’s nothing old on TV anymore. Back in the 80s they often repeated classic TV shows and it would be an event for me to watch them even if everyone else had already seen them. I can’t believe I watched … Continue reading →

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Most Peculiar Mama

Posted on January 15, 2014 by guiltyfeat

I fully intended to start this post with a juicy quote from my diary of Sunday January 15, 1984. It seems I may have attended a party of some description. Unfortunately the entire page has been redacted as it is … Continue reading →

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Hit Me With Your Laser Beams

Posted on January 12, 2014 by guiltyfeat

In my recent review of the first top 40 chart of 1984, I missed out one key fact. The title of the highest climber in the first chart of the year that leapt from 35 to no. 6. Back in … Continue reading →

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Sometimes the Ace, Sometimes the Deuces

Posted on January 9, 2014 by guiltyfeat

It’s January 8 which means it’s happy birthday Mr. Bowie and that it would have been the 79th birthday of the King. It’s also the 30th anniversary of the first new singles chart of 1984. I have already stated my goal of … Continue reading →

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Movies and Boobs

Posted on January 6, 2014 by guiltyfeat

So, we went to see The Wolf of Wall Street last night. First movie of 2014. I thought the trailer was excellent. Leo looked smashing. Matthew McKnobblyknees sounded great and he seemed proper funny. And that pounding soundtrack (Kanye’s “Black … Continue reading →

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