Author Archives: Melisa

Sadly, Melisa with one S was musically stunted as a small child by the presence of too much television. Listening to music was not something she did for fun but rather out of necessity, riding in the back of her parents' VW Bug in the early- to mid-1970's singing along to songs like "Delta Dawn", "(You're) Having My Baby" and "Afternoon Delight" (not necessarily in that order). She was given a Sony Walkman in December 1981, along with the Olivia Newton John "Physical" cassette, and no other tapes to speak of. It is for this very reason that she still knows the lyrics to all ten songs, especially her favorite track, "Silvery Rain". In the early 1980's she spent many afternoons listening to 8-track tapes with her younger sister, especially Tchaikovsky's "1812 Overture" and the "Fiddler on the Roof" Broadway soundtrack. (No, seriously.) Then Michael Jackson dropped "Billie Jean", MTV exploded, and her 80's music obsession began. Every waking, non-school moment was spent watching MTV, waiting for her favorite Duran Duran, Berlin, and INXS videos to be played. She experienced one of the most emotional days of her life in 1985 when her father's co-worker invited her at the last minute to take an extra seat she had for Prince's "Purple Rain" tour as it passed through a town that was three hours away that night, and then, later as she was putting the finishing touches on her outfit, was devastated to find out that the co-worker realized there wasn't room for her in the car. She does not blame Prince for this tragedy in any way and, 25 years later, has mostly recovered from the extreme devastation of missing one of the greatest concert tours of all time. As Melisa grew older, the '80s never strayed far from her heart but she expanded her musical preferences to include current pop, rock, alternative, electronica, techno, trance, house, world, dance, hip-hop, and especially 32-count workout mixes. On certain days, she wants to be Lady Gaga. You can find Melisa at her personal blog, Suburban Scrawl, on Twitter, and livestreaming a funny little show called "Suburban WoW" every other Friday with her good friend Weaselmomma.

Dann Singe Ich Ein Lied Für Dich

I just returned from a fabulous, week-long family vacation in Germany. I have a “thing” for Germany; if you search my personal blog for “foreign fetish” you can read all about it, but I digress. For me, music in Germany has always been very powerful. Let me explain.

B-52s at Ravinia Festival: The Whole Shack Shimmies!

I have always believed it takes a special kind of person to enjoy music by the B-52s. Read into that whatever you want, but realize that *I* am indeed one of those special kinds of people: always have been. I was completely over-the-moon a couple of months ago when I found out that they would…

Lady Gaga: Built To Last?

I remember, at the very beginning of the 80′s music craze, having a disagreement with my Dad over an article in Time magazine. As a teenager, Time wasn’t exactly at the top of my list when it came to reading material, but in this case I was all over it. There was an article comparing…

Lindsay’s Jailhouse Rock

After a few years of watching Lindsay Lohan stumble her way out of parties, pass out in cars, and–when the need presented itself–disguise that bulky SCRAM ankle bracelet under her big, “fashionable” boots, I was not surprised when Twitter was, uh, all a-twitter yesterday about her sentencing (by Judge Marsha Revel) of 90 days in…

Va-Va-Vuvuzela!

The FIFA World Cup has, as usual, made big news lately. The mass quantities of tweets about it initially even jammed up Twitter for a while. Big doings in the sports world. Everyone’s talking about it. (Well, almost everybody.)