Five is RIGHT OUT!

So Wayne gave me another freaking tag! After this, I call a tag truce! No more. I have important things to say, and am held back by my compulsion to answer these things. If you got a tag from me about kitchen sinks and toilets, that's so yesterday! You'll see that post a little further down.

Wayne's tag was something I've never blogged about, so again, I'm fished in. Here it goes... His challenge was to come up with five bands that I was into in high school, and discuss (with pictures). I can't think of five bands I was INTO, so here are three... no more, no less.

1. The Cure

Now, I can divide my music tastes into two very distinct categories in high school: Pre-cheerleading and Post-Cheerleading. Before I was handed pom-pons, I was a lot more morose. I had angst. We had moved to Sacramento because my fat, creepy step-dad had wooed my mom away from my hometown so he could keep his fabulous job at the power plant (Can anyone say Homer Simpson?). I started giving all my church leaders major attitude, and I think they all worried I was going to corrupt all the other sweet little innocent 12-13 year old girls in the youth group. But there was this one family in our ward who had, like, twelve perky little perfect kids... except one of them. Lisa was her name. And she had angst! She wore black lipstick, long straight hair (mind you, this was the 80's and big hair was king), and black clothes. She was COOL! About this time, I found a band who had a similar style, complete with black lipstick. I look back now and think they look like they walked out of the movie Beetlejuice, but they were so moody, and that's the personae I wanted to convey to my Mom and my fat, freaky step-dad... Who (last time I saw him) looked a lot like this, but without the Tim Burton hair and eye makeup:Poor, poor Robert Smith... What have you become?

2. U2U2 has been my favorite band since I first started buying records. Loved them then, love 'em now. I love how they've evolved over the years. And I think Larry Mullen Jr. is super studly. Bono is the coolest humanitarian on the planet, and wouldn't it be wicked awesome if he won a Nobel Peace prize someday? It is one of my lifelong goals to see them in concert, but every time they go on tour, tickets are hundreds of dollars and I can't afford it... and as time progresses and I age (and they age), I have visions of all the old farts that still make such a big deal about going to Rolling Stones concerts. They're finally able to fulfill their lifelong dreams of seeing Mick Jagger and Keith Richards prance around onstage with their walkers, because they can finally cash in that IRA and afford the tickets that they have longed to purchase since 1967. Nope. Not me. I'll just keep dreaming I was at the U2 Joshua Tree concert in 1985.

And now onto my post-cheerleading days...

I somehow became perky.

I liked side ponytails.

I wore aqua and purple.

And above all else, I liked to shake my groove thing.

And the one thing I remember I absolutely HAD to have on my mix-tape for my sweet sixteen birthday party...

3. Vanilla Ice (...Ice Baby) No party was complete without it. Sure, he plagiarized Queen. Who cared? The dude could rap! And I didn't know he was white when I first heard the song. I just figured he was another MC Hammer... Well, his pants were certainly just as "fly." And he had a kickin' high top fade with the shaved side stripes.

What can one say when one hears such sounds but, "Word to your mother."

I now tag Shellie(who says she "sucky sucks" because she hasn't been blogging lately, so here's some good comedic fodder for ya!), Kelly (we all know Duran Duran will be on that list!), and Josh (who I've never seen post anything on his family blog, but I miss our morning commuter discussions about such things, so I'm willing to see if this sparks such a post).