The perfect blend of 80’s pop and Tim Tebow

Some time ago, I don’t know when, I posted on this blog John Parr’s St. Elmo’s Fire, a song I’ve always liked.  (For those of us who were young in the 80s, the music magic never dies.)

As a Tim Tebow admirer, I’m therefore very pleased to present John Parr’s tribute to Tim Tebow.  (Yes, it really is John Parr.)  Oh, yeah!

Hat tip:  Hot Air, which found it at TimTeblog

They look young and I feel old

My new car has XM radio, and I like the decades stations.  On the rare occasion that I find myself in the car alone, if there’s nothing good on talk radio (no Dennis Prager, no Hugh Hewitt, no Michael Medved), I immerse myself in the music of the 40s through the 80s.  My personal music memories span the years from about 1967 through 1987, but I like the stuff before 1967 as well.

Yesterday, as I was driving along, I heard a song that I swear I haven’t heard since 1985, when it was a huge hit, along with the accompanying, eponymous movie, St. Elmo’s Fire.  Listening to it, I was reminded of what fun the music from the early 1980s was, and of how much I love dancing — something I stopped doing a long, long time ago since Mr. Bookworm is most emphatically not a dancer.

With the melody still flitting through my brain, I summoned up the YouTube video, and nearly collapsed when I saw how incredibly young all those Brat Pack stars looked back then.  Sure makes me feel old.