While cooking, I was listening to Tim's iPod, which usually puts the "ick" in eclectic. Sample of artists you might hear in shuffle mode: KD Lang, Luka Bloom, Wayne Newton, The Killers, Andy Williams. I did NOT make up any of that. But when Simple Minds came on, I was transported to the French Quarter. Don't you love how some songs can do that? Just take you back to a place and time?
The place the Melius Bar in the French Quarter on Conti Street. The time was probably about 1985'ish. And the song was "Don't You Forget About Me." 25 years ago, and I can remember who I was with, what I was wearing (oversized men's shirt with a giant belt and leggings), and how the entire dance floor bellowed "HEY HEY HEY HEY" when the song came on.
A far cry from my current reality, in which the only bellowing to be heard today is coming from Carlie, because SHE'S BORED. And SHE HATES HER LIFE. And OMG someone, please, send me back in time to 1985 for just a little while.
Anyway... while the chowder simmered, I decided to Google Jim Kerr, because, man, oh, man did I think he was hot back in the day. And he was married to Crissie Hynde, who was such a bad ass chick, that just made him all the cooler by association. And I've got to say, he's not looking too shabby. I mean, come on, none of us are quite as cool as we were back in the Eighties.
So now I have a delicious pot of chowder ready to chow, and a huge nostalgia ache in my chest. Maybe I'll force Carlie to watch The Breakfast Club with me. You know, so she won't be so bored.
NOTE: I have nothing against KD Lang, Luka Bloom, Wayne Newton, The Killers, Andy Williams individually. But collectively? Let's just say it makes for a bizarre playlist.
NOTE 2: Actually, I do kind of have something against Andy Williams and Wayne Newton in that, really? On your iPod? Not cool.