It makes me feel nostalgic for a time that never existed, and sad about the futures we've lost.
There's something very unique about the present. We look back to other times in hopes of having a little taste of what it was like to live back then, like somehow we can feel the excitement of living in a time filled with hope, creativity, and newness simply by reproducing it's trappings. But no matter how hard we try, they are the generations that experienced it, and we are the generation that hopes the experience of wanting to be those who experienced it will be enough to make up for the emptiness. That is, an emptiness that results from our inability to manifest the past's promises. We should be living through some other future, but it is lost to us. Maybe slowing down Muzac tracks, telephone hold music, and fast food advertisements will let us see what made that time so special so that we may have the chance to live through them once again. Such is the lie of nostalgia.