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November 19, 2007
No Nantucket pictures today, since I can't quite get the convergence of natural light and a camera-wielding human to work out. Tomorrow, tho.
Two little bites, before I go scrub my mildewy bathroom ceiling*:
1) I don't know if I've ever before mentioned how much I love Duran Duran. Long story short - very, very, oh-so-very much. Especially if John Taylor is involved. I would still give some major appendage to be able to breathe the same air as him, much less touch the hem of his garment.**
The boys have had some creatively eh years but the new album, which you know damn well I'm going to have to buy***, seems like a return to their Notorious form, which was my favorite form. While everyone is all abuzz about how the "Falling Down" video is about one of the producer's ex-girlfriends, what caught my eye is the knitting. Having been institutionalized myself, I think I can categorically say that knitting needles would be verboten. Everything else is true to life, tho. Yes, all crazy people are that hot, as are their docs. No, really. It's a den of hotness.
2) I don't know if I've mentioned how much I love Maureen McHugh's writing. Read this post about Iraq and see if you don't agree that it is one of the most deft, compassionate and honest pieces you've read.
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* Old house + no ventilation in upstairs bath = mildewy ceiling. Every six months I give it a scrub. Since my dad will be in town Wednesday, the time has come again.
** Yes, the Featureless Saint is aware. He is secure in his manhood. Besides, I don't give him crap about his Charlize Theron thing.
*** Unless someone wants to get it for me for Christmas...
While we're fawning over musicians, thought I'd note that Aimee Mann's second annual Christmas Show tour kicks off soon. She must have heard me, because there's a stop in Ann Arbor this year. So, alas, no overnight trips to Albany.
Posted by: matthew | November 19, 2007 at 03:02 PM
Maureen McHugh's post about Iraq reminded me of the observation from Ursula Hegi's Stone's from the River that the gung-ho Nazi kids had all been bullies.
Posted by: Trish | November 19, 2007 at 05:10 PM
I think it is practically mandatory that all women our age love Duran Duran. I remember driving around heavily pregnant with Girls on Film blasting from my car. Oh, the looks I got lumbering out into the Target parking lot. :-)
And yeah, feel you on the mildewy bathroom ceiling. Similar issue here. Disgusting!
Posted by: karrie | November 19, 2007 at 05:59 PM
A Duran Duran fan, too? I saw them live on the Seven and a Ragged Tiger Tour when I was still living in England. Fantastic concert and I remember that there was a sobbing girl standing next to me screaming, "Simon, don't marry her, marry ME!" (because Simon Le Bon had just gotten engaged).
Since I was always more of a fan of Roger Taylor (with John Taylor running a close second), she was welcome to him. God, I'm old.
Posted by: Melanie | November 19, 2007 at 06:29 PM
giggling.
simon. le. bon.
Posted by: Juno | November 19, 2007 at 07:51 PM
I saw one tour in Pittsburgh when I was in high school. I want to say it was the Notorious tour -- but don't trust my memory. I do know that it was at the Shrine AUditorium, which is now a parking lot. Lo, I am old.
I drug Scott to the Wedding Album (again -- I think that's the one) tour in Austin our first year there. The Cranberrys opened. No one had heard of them. That venue, however, is still there.
Posted by: Adrienne | November 20, 2007 at 10:40 AM
My HS graduation was at the shrine aud. I just got an email re: my 20th reunion next spring. sigh.
Posted by: matthew | November 20, 2007 at 12:26 PM
Speaking of reunions, I don't know if y'all have heard, but Chief and Vicki are retiring in 5 years, so you might want to put the next couple choir reunions on your calendar.
Posted by: matthew | November 20, 2007 at 12:27 PM