So Fine Let’s Rewind…

Posted by nicknotnikki on August 20, 2010 · 11 Comments 

    I decided to do a series on Fridays. Since we’re going into the weekend and we like it light, I’m keeping it easy breezy. Every Friday, I’ll take something from the good ole days and talk about it. I figured it isn’t so hard considering most of us are around the same age. 

    Todays jewel is the inspiration behind this whole damn series. Thundercats.

    I’m sure I could Google and see when the series started, but I’m lazy. All I can say is that Thundercats is that gem of a cartoon that everyone wishes would be made into a movie, but nobody (in Hollywood) is willing to risk it because it’s like messing with the Mona Lisa (yeah, I said it) You know that there’s such a following that if it gets fudged up for the sake of money, they’ll picket director’s house. And this is AFTER they boycott the film. Thundercats is one of those “don’t you DARE say nothin bad about my cartoon” cartoons. I understand that this doesn’t mean that everyone likes it, but if you don’t, be prepared for me to say somethin bout you.

   I think we can all say that the reason why Thundercats rules (in my mind) is because I grew up with it. It takes me back to those summers where I sat in front of the tv all day flippin the channels between “The Box” (music videos) and whatever channel it was on.

   OK, I went to google. Thundercats came out in 1985, just when I was at the right age. Up until I was 20-something years old, my email was Cheetara. I still have a Thundercats shirt and was going to get the symbol tattood on my wrist. (I was young once) Cheetara was the first chick that rolled with dudes that I could relate to. I wanted to kick a bish’s ass like Cheetara. Matter of fact, I still do. She was the introduction to my fascination with Kitana (from Mortal Kombat) and Orchid (from Killer Instinct). I loved the fact that Panthro was as close to black as we were gonna get. His voice was black. (Earl Hyman/ Russell Huxtable) Not only that, but he drove that bomb-ass car! So you KNOW he was black!!

   My mother tried to convince me that Mum-ra was demonic. I told her, “yeah, and so?” and watched anyway.  I ran around singing the song. The broomstick was the Sword Of Omens.  And at the moments when my daddy wasn’t looking, I took the machete out of the shed and THAT was the Sword of Omens. Even though the channel didn’t always show them in order, I still watched faithfully. Then I went to Jamaica one summer and realized that THEY showed it TOO!! I was done. When dopeness crosses seas, then you just know you’re dealing with “Hot Fiyah.” THAT was how I felt about the Thundercats.

    I recently read that Cartoon Network is re-launching Thundercats next year. With all the advances in technology and graphics, I know it won’t be the same as 1985. I don’t expect it to be. I DO expect it to be “HOT WUK!!” I’ma put Cartoon Network on notice if they half-step this cartoon. And that is the end of my rant.

   Did you grow up with the Thundercats? Is my love for them totally “too much?” It’s fine, you can tell me I’m crazy, BUT don’t tell me too loudly. I might not be able to handle it.

    Relax, Relate, Release… It’s Friday..

   Peace and Love, Nick

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