
I think I may have permanently damaged myself this weekend. Opened up some kind of pandora's box into my three year old psyche that can't be closed again. Like some kind of dumbass, I bought the Best of The Electric Company DVD, thinking how great it would be to see all those sketches that I loved as a kid. I totally raced home from the bookstore to pop it into my computer. I started with the first episode from 1971, which was pretty funny. Easy Reader, Bill Cosby settling the debate over which sound a "g" makes, they even had the word "groovy" as an example. But then I saw the monolith cartoon: on another planet, this giant monolith appears (with the 2001 music) while tiny pink aliens wonder in amazement at what it is. The monolith crumbles apart to reveal some some phonetic sound, like "oo," and the aliens all stand around saying it. I can't explain it, but that was when I knew something was about to be very very wrong. I don't know why, but I kept on watching more episodes. And I kept on seeing cartoons and sketches that I hadn't seen in almost 30 years, all with background music I only associate with porn or Pam Grier movies now. A song about fish food, another cartoon about Humpty Dumpty catching a caterpillar, even the theme song was starting to freak me out. And don't get me started on the old PBS logo. I even had a problem not singing along with one of the sing alongs. And trying to beat those kids on the screen by reading faster than they could. I haven't been able to get some of those images out of my mind since I saw them yesterday. And I've got all these Short Circus songs stuck in my head. It's like some subconscious train wreck I can't stop thinking about. And it has opened the door for me to search out other tv memories. Things that I know were fucked up, like Dr. Shrinker, Gary Gnu from the Great Space Coaster, and the Blob from Gigglesnort Hotel.
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gigglesnort hotel rocked. still i think there's something slightly disturbing about paying for reruns that were free the first time. maybe i'm just cheap, but it hurts each time i lay down cash for DVD box sets. maybe that's just the price of nostalgia.
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