>I love the 1950’s. More precisely I love the greaser, rockabilly and hot rodding lifestyle side of the 1950’s. As I have heard from a few of my fellow bloggers and friends, it seems we were born in the wrong decade. My love for this more care-free, rebel way of life, which brought up my own parents, is like Marty McFly going back in time in Back To The Future but without him desperately trying to return to his cocoon of the 1980’s.
I am not abashed to confess I went through many phases of acceptance and comfort. Essaying forth questions in my mind of who I was and what type of skin I felt comfortable in. Changing outfits and interests, not only to please myself, but to please others and to fit in. Not until I found classic cars, hot rods, Rockabilly and original rock and roll music – like Elvis, Johnny Cash, Buddy Holly, Ritchie Valens, Eddie Cochran, Gene Vincent – did I feel comfortable with my surroundings and who I am. Wondering why it took me so long to realize.
I cannot fully explain my love for 1950’s nostalgia but from today onward I will bring you bits and pieces each week from the rebel without a cause side of our classic and wistful past beginning with an educational hot rodding film from 1953.