When there’s so much left to do, why spend your time focusing on things you’ve already done, counting trophies or telling stories about the good old days?
The best part is still ahead of me – I haven’t experienced my ‘good old days’ yet.
I remember hearing, back in the day, so-and-so got a deal, and bands are spending the money. Some of them live in the old days, where money is coming in and budgets are endless, but bands have to pay that back. Some bands just don’t realize that.
People say, ‘How’s the record doing?’ In the old days you’d say, ‘We’re at 600,000, it’s doing great.’ You don’t say those things anymore. Those numbers are gone.
I never forget my old days and I never fly too high I have my feet fixed firmly on the ground!
In the old days, when you took out a mortgage, it was probably through a local bank or a credit union, and whoever gave you your loan held on to it for life. If you lost your job or got too sick to work and suddenly had trouble making your payments, you could call a human being and work things out.
I think in the old days, the nexus of weirdness ran through Southern California, and to a degree New York City. I think it’s changed so that every bizarre story in the country now has a Florida connection. I don’t know why, except it must be some inversion of magnetic poles or something.
The good old days are now.
First of all, in the old days, if you wanted to show someone getting shot on film, all you could do was place an effect in the original take. And if you wanted to brighten somebody’s face and leave the rest of the room dark, that was a very expensive process.
I like the old days when, if I wrote a song and I recorded it, it didn’t mean somebody else couldn’t record it.
The old days were the old days. And they were great days. But now is now.
I love big events. It reminds me of the old days, when I knew everyone on the fight card, and it wasn’t just one fight.
In the bad old days, captains were not good leaders. They didn’t build teams; they were arrogant and autocratic.
I have been cooking vegan recipes for a long time, long before the release of my first cookbook, because in the rubbish old days of scraping by on mismanaged, delayed and suspended benefits, meat and dairy products were often just too expensive, in contrast to their kinder counterparts.
There’s still a place for someone to come up with a strong headline, some copy in a commercial that’s well written. I’m not saying it was better in the old days; it’s just a totally different way of communicating.
