I know that Throw-Back Thursday is about pictures of ourselves in younger less dignified days, but the physical body only holds onto all the stuff our beings have been through our whole lives.
John Holton shares lots of music that I and other babyboomers remember with fondness on his blog. He mentioned Lloyd Thaxton the other day on The Sound of One Hand Typing. Regardless of the music I suddenly thought of the line that Lloyd Thaxton ended his show, “Always smile with your bottom teeth.” As happens often at my age I doubted my memory and needed to Google whether it was Lloyd … or maybe Soupy Sales.
I fell down the YouTube rabbit hole. My day was spent watching and laughing at the crazy Supman. A good place to get started is his biography.
My brother and my son and I watched and laughed so hard. At first, my son couldn’t remember Soupy. But I tried to explain that he was Pee Wee before there was Chairy. Finally, I just had to put the YouTubes on the TV. If you need a day to escape the crazies, this will do it!
Meanwhile, I searched all over for Lloyd Thaxton saying, “Smile with your bottom teeth!” That he ended his show with on occasion. That sent me down another memory rabbit hole. Remember this?
That was when I fell in love with Motown, and lipsyncing. What a fun show it was.
In my search, I learned that Lloyd passed in 2006. Maybe I knew and forgot? But it made me sad all over again.
By the way, Lloyd Thaxton had a blog. You can find it here.
What a madlad haha 😂 Never heard of him, but then, that’s US TV culture which didn’t get over the lake.
I’m glad to introduce him. Back then my family only knew what Los Angeles stations fed us. I’m happy we have more universal views now.
Back in the 70s there were only a few stations here as well. But they were quality. I‘m not convinced that our current masses of reality TV shows and advertisement infected stations are that much better. Even with being able to binge watch whole series on Netflix etc. one has the burden of selection and I‘m not often up for this task (I don’t watch often anyways).
I don’t want to glorify those days but we haven’t reached the final station of consumer happiness today.
I‘m happy that you‘ve got those fond memories even if I don’t share it.
By the 70s I was out of the family house. Those days of a few good station ended. I moved to a tiny town with only three stations, UHF rather than the VHS of before. I hated black and white TV. We only had a color TV my last two years at home. Even now I can’t tolerate black and white films or shows.
I hate live TV. Commercials have taken over everything. I prefer long series, no commercials. Netflix is my favorite as it is background as I knit, write, or surf the net. But Netflix keeps removing the good ones. I don’t watch shows without my hands being busy on a project, so I often don’t remember what I watched. LOL!
Series as background? I couldn’t do that, it would steal all my concentration. I even can’t listen to music while reading.
While we have several dozen stations here, the old stations are still keeping up their good stuff. Public funded stations, yeah!
I guess it is the ADD, I can’t do one thing at a time, ever. But I can’t listen to music that has words while reading or writing. Sometimes even classical can distract me. I think being a music major makes music more important. A television show somehow can stay in the background. Yes, I love PBS. There is so much to learn and deep wonderful stories to watch.
I didn’t even know that the U.S. have something similar!
Until mid 1980s, we had only those public stations and nothing else, and they were enough. They brought the whole family to one place. Now everyone has their own screens. Watching together feels more like a date than normality.
It has gotten weird with everyone watching their own things. But I kind of like watching the things I love most, more girlie than machismo without the other members in the house. But there are things I like watching with my husband, or my brother or son. We’ve figured out what things we like to share. I don’t like a lot of the male shows the guys like. And brother and son don’t always like what my husband like. So it works out that we all get our own things to watch and enjoy the things we like together. When my dad watched Combat or Westerns I would have loved to have my own set to watch Doctor Kilby. When Lucy was on he banded it from the house. So it might never had been the best thing.