anyway, the comment on the video (I'm finally, after weeks of postponing, listening to the song) runs thus:
how i wish i lived this era. i'm 15. -_- i wish i tasted true rock.
ah yes. I remember those heady days of my youth, sipping at the chalice of True Rock, Bon Jovi style.
In fact, Bon Jovi was my first concert - Extreme opened (and I was a fan). I was in junior high, so it was maybe 1991 or 1992?
I guess no kid is really happy with the culture in which she lives; I was dying for the late 60s when I was in junior high, listening to the Beatles and Jimi Hendrix and buying 45s of Buffalo Springfield and Jefferson Airplane songs, and listening to a lot of Queen (my nostalgia also included, eventually, Led Zeppelin, Janis Joplin, Bob Dylan, etc). Now, kids sit around lamenting the days of pinned jeans and gigantic fluorescent t-shirts and stonewashed jean jackets and very, very big hair for everyone. And those crazy shrieking guitar solos. God. I used to read my sister's Guitar World magazines, and occasionally buy my own much less reputable rock or heavy metal magazines. I guess "metal" kind of meant something different then - I remember thinking that Megadeth was a little too hardcore for me. Though I don't think "hardcore" was in my vocabulary then.
at any rate, I guess we're never satisfied. Everyone's nostalgic, all the time, for things that they never experienced or are remembering incorrectly or never really existed at all.