1940’s - Big Band music, fashion, old Hollywood
1950’s - Hollywood movies, mid-century modern homes, style, Tiki culture.
1960’s - MUSIC!!!
1970’s - Best decade for rock, also some of the best TV shows, comedy, drama, variety shows
1980’s - Themed restaurants were interesting, some good music as well, but the introduction of electric drums, synth-everything was a bit excessive and off-putting.
1990’s - Grunge made me miss the 80’s sound! Went back to listening to 60’s - 80’s music.
2000’s - Indie pop music, especially from SoCal.
You Pick The Decade. You comment on the generation that raised you.
1940’s - Big Band music, fashion, old Hollywood.
@Bluejay Both my parent grew up during The Great Depression. My mom was one of 8 children. My dad one of 10 children. My mom’s brother served in WWII. My dad and 2 of his brothers severed in WWII. Two of my mom’s brothers died during their childhood. This is also true for my dad’s family. Two of his brothers died before adulthood.
My dad served in US Army Air Corps. He was the flight engineer in the B-24D Liberator in the Pacific Theatre during WWII. He was released from the “army†19 Oct 1945.
My parents married in 1946. My brothers and I were born in the 1950’s. My parents enjoyed Big Band music. Mom was a huge Frank Sinatra fan. It took many years for my dad to become a Sinatra fan. Mom loved her Bette Davis movies. Dad had his John Wayne movies. Dad never talked about WWII. Not only did dad love cowboy, gangster but also WWII movies. The first drive in movie I saw was “The Longest Day†with my dad and my brothers. Mom did not want to see this movie.
I was raised with the music from the 40’s-Big Bands and singers from the 50’s. As for “fashionâ€, our family did not have fashion. My mom had a few aprons. However, mom always had great hair styles. Growing up, I believed that we had money. However, that was not the reality. There were times, my mom would cry if the song “God Bless America†was played on the radio. As a child I did not understand why mom would cry. Now I understand.
Shortly before my dad’s passing over he talked to one of my brothers about his experience as a flight engineer during WWII. About 5 years ago, I took a “ride†in a Consolidated B-24J Liberator (Collings Foundation). A B-24 is huge on the outside, narrow on the inside, hardly any room for humans. The sound of those 4 engines starting up was powerful. The fumes and the wind assaulted your senses. I never appreciated my dad’s bravery, until after my flight in the Liberator. I never knew when dad said “we are riding on fumes†to us as kids, that he actually experienced riding on fumes.
I appreciate the music from the 40’s and 50’s and female hair styles from the 40’s. I love movies from old Hollywood. To say that I had a great childhood would be an understatement.
Photo of one my dad’s technical drawing of the B-24D.
