If you read CP's blog, you probably already know that I was overheard last Friday at The Pyramid Club, complaining of the lack of Duran Duran songs being spun. (There I am...mouth agape.) Don't get me wrong, a lot of great songs were played and I had a good time, but I don't know how any bar can claim to throw an '80s dance party and not include at least one Fab Five tune.
CP's suggestion was that perhaps Duran Duran's songs aren't particularly danceable. I let it go because he was half kicked in the ass. No, no, he was fully kicked in the ass. Lucky for him too, because under normal circumstances a comment like that would've sparked a 45-minute tirade. Look, people. If you can't dance to Duran Duran, then you can't dance. And I'm pulling out a couple of golden oldies this week to prove that point. Just try to enjoy these while sitting still.
"Careless Memories"
"Friends of Mine"
Now, I'm sure all that dancing has caused a burning sensation in your nether regions, so hurry up and get your last minute entry in for this month's caption contest. Strike while the crotch is hot!
CP's suggestion was that perhaps Duran Duran's songs aren't particularly danceable. I let it go because he was half kicked in the ass. No, no, he was fully kicked in the ass. Lucky for him too, because under normal circumstances a comment like that would've sparked a 45-minute tirade. Look, people. If you can't dance to Duran Duran, then you can't dance. And I'm pulling out a couple of golden oldies this week to prove that point. Just try to enjoy these while sitting still.
"Careless Memories"
"Friends of Mine"
Now, I'm sure all that dancing has caused a burning sensation in your nether regions, so hurry up and get your last minute entry in for this month's caption contest. Strike while the crotch is hot!
Comments
Duran Duran reminds me of so many drunken times and barroom brawls. Oh, the good old days.
Do you hear that, everyone in the world who thinks they're a poet?
Man, I wish I had all my vinyl and a turntable out here. Cause now I just want to listen to my old records and dance like a fool. Instead I will get back to frantically finishing my writing project. How boring.
I wonder if there are other Duran fans out there who, like me, were annoyed when the Queer Eye guys started referring to themselves as the Fab 5.
I doubt Queer Eye would have went with Fab 4 if there was one less. Beatles fans would have been grabbing their torches and pitchforks. Ok maybe not.
Mea culpa for having the audacity to suggest that D2 isn't perfect in every way. You remind me of my friend Heidi to whom I once uttered the words, round about March of 1984, "I'm kind of sick of hearing nothing but Duran Duran. Can't they play something else once in a while?" Her rejoinder? "Ok Tom, I am holding back and promise not to kill you with my bare hands....."
I guess they elicit a strong reaction in certain females...
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