Various artists: Hey Folks! It's Intermission Time!Snack Bar Concession Stand Classics & Jazzy Singles From the Good Old Days! (Modern Harmonic)
Purchased at Vinegar Syndrome Pittsburgh
I have an affection for aural ephemera such as this. Sell sell sell! And how do you sell? Optimism! We're upbeat! Make a line for the snack bar now!
At least, outside of politics. MAGA sells a line of pessimism looking back on optimism. Weren't things so great way back then? America was great then. Make America great again!
When exactly was that? Pre-civil rights era? The jazz age? The gilded era?
As you know, there's no answer to that question. It's an elusive sense that things were better back then. But for whom?
You know, white people. And I don't say that out of misplaced white guilt. For all my enjoyment of listening to these cheerful jingles, it's super-caucasian. How would I feel as an African American, in my car at the drive in? Perhaps I wouldn't think about it at all, accustomed to the majority white presence in culture. Or maybe I'd think....crackers. I'll put up with these crackers. That's assuming Black people attended drive-ins in general, a suburban phenomenon.
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