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Shakesthegrounds Rumblings
Wayne:
:D Happy belated Thanksgiving Truman! Hope things are going well. :)
Shakesthecoffecan:
[youtube=425,350]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gCWyYOOS8FQ[/youtube]
This morning I was driving to work and this station I like, that plays everything from Slim Whitman to Metallica, played Wild Boys. I cranked it up.
Back in the day it was just back ground music, something that was on the radio, with Princess Diana jamming along with them as she did her aerobics. I never paid much attention to the lyrics.
The wild boys are calling
On their way back from the fire
In august moon's surrender to
A dust cloud on the rise
Wild boys fallen far from glory
Reckless and so hungered
On the razors edge you trail
Because there's murder by the roadside
In a sore afraid new world
They tried to break us,
Looks like they'll try again
Wild boys never lose it
Wild boys never chose this way
Wild boys never close your eyes
Wild boys always shine
You got sirens for a welcome
There's bloodstain for your pain
And your telephone been ringing while
You're dancing in the rain
Wild boys wonder where is glory
Where is all you angels
Now the figureheads have fell
And lovers war with arrows over
Secrets they could tell
They tried to tame you
Looks like they'll try again
Wild boys never lose it
Wild boys never chose this way
Wild boys never close your eyes
Wild boys always shine
My memory put it in context. The 1980s: The Aids Virus, Reagan in the White House, Televangelists, and the notion, I never understood, that Disco was dead.
Disco never died, it just went to England, bought some outrageous clothes and charged people more. In the midst of all this conservativeness was Boy George and the Culture Club, proudly announcing "We're still here." Frankie Goes To Hollywood, they rattled some cages.
But I'd not thought about Duran Duran that way until this morning.
They tried to break us,
Looks like they'll try again
I knew exactly what they were talking about. I drew up to a stop light, it was fairly warm outside. I rolled down all the windows and cranked it up.
You got sirens for a welcome
There's bloodstain for your pain
And your telephone been ringing while
You're dancing in the rain
Wild boys wonder where is glory
Where is all you angels
Now the figureheads have fell
And lovers war with arrows over
Secrets they could tell!
You just got to show off ever now and again.
Front-Ranger:
So cool! Moments like that make it almost worthwhile to be commutin four hours a day!
CellarDweller:
Truman rockin' out to Duran Duran! ;D
Shakesthecoffecan:
So last night the phone rings and it is our old friend Moremojo calling me! I had not talked to him in a while and he was calling to get a clarification on something bazaar I has said on a post card from Central America. He asked I remember him to friends here and I am pleased to report he is doing well and is not all caught up on the the drama of the past year here on bettermost.
"So what happened with so and so?"
"Did you hear about whatstheirface?"
"No! You have to be kidding!"
Mojo echoed a thought that I have often had in these online communities that we loose sight of the human element in our dealings with people. We both agree we see people on line as an icon, and the media empowers us to act in ways we would not if they were sitting in front of us conversing.
I am so happy to hear from him, and look forward to the day I get off that plane in Austin and me and him and Judy laugh and carry on over a nice plate of Sopapillas.
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