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TrapperKeeper: Spice Girls’ “Never Give Up On the Good Times”

What’s old is new. Nothing says fresh and familiar like a Trapper Keeper – whether keeping the trap under control, or keeping daily assignments and doodles within the fold – one thing kidults could always count on to keep the world right was the Trapper Keeper.

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Then something happened, middle school was over and it was fast-forward to high school – higher education via the high life… kind of like childhood – all fun and games until graduation… kind of like adulthood… all fun and games until you kill yourself to make a living… kind of like life – all fun and games until the world says, “Man, you play too much.”

What happened?

We got too cool. Somewhere along the lines we bit our tongues… somewhere down the road we forgot ourselves, and the fact that while silence is golden – shouting is fun.

She used to be a chancer, sparkle in the rain; told me she needed a friend
Is she’s going crazy, baby’s on the way; seems like the day never ends
Everybody needs some affection; never shines, gotta try, wherever you’re going

Never give up on the good times, gotta believe in the love you find
Never give up on the good times, living it up is a state of mind

Bossa Nova baby, heart is never soul; shouting but he’s never heard
Eyes all wide and open, streets are paved with gold; someone’s gone back on their word
Everybody needs some affection; never shines, gotta try, wherever you’re going

Down and dirty city, feeling outta place; maybe you’ve ran outta time
Treats her like a lady, smile upon her face; make up the last of the lines

Hey now look around pick yourself up off the ground

Never give up on the good times, gotta believe in the love you find
Never give up on the good times, living it up is a state of mind

So there you have it… just another two cents on any given today – but for all of you little 21st Century Victor and Veruca Salts, quietly pleading for the simpler, but somehow far more spectacular, days long gone… a song to answer the question of, “So, this is what we wanted when we wanted it now; well, now that we’ve got it – the question is: how?”

Before our Lost Generation pledged allegiance to “Live Fast, Die Young,” we dwelled in splendid isolation across the sonic pond in a land of “What Death? Live Fun.”

 

OP: 11.30.2010

Kari View All

Personified amalgam of 1987, Baltimore, Atlanta, DC, Manhattan, London, Los Angeles and American pop culture. Language artist within a capacity, drummer by passion, Pop savant by preordination, Media Master by dictate of scholastic artisans and scientists, and culture scribe by necessity. I freelance life.

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