Now then, Barrelassin' through life today I chose to crank up Duran Duran's Greatest. I must say this was against my son's wishes, but I was driving , so I won.
This takes me back to the days when fan clubs were the big thing. However, looking back, I never remember joining a single fan club for a rock or pop band or artist. That seems odd to me. I must have joined a zillion Country bands/artists fan clubs, but only remember ever getting newsletters or anything from Mickey Gilley and The Osmond Brothers. Anyway, back to the point. I recall me and my cousin listening to Duran Duran one day way back when, and coming up with this grand story to tell my younger cousin. We ended up telling her that we had joined the Duran Duran fan club, and they had called us to work for the fan club. Only someone younger than us, which was about eleven would've believed that two twelve year olds were now going to be in charge of the Duran Duran fan club. They were gonna call us with more details when they got to town, which of course would be at a secret time. I wonder what kind of job we would've done? Do they even have a fan club now? Why the big lie to my little cousin? We didn't have computers and Ipods and texting and all that. We had outside and thought we were lucky to have MTV.
Well, I still haven't found the energy to bring back Parachute pants, but maybe over the weekend....Shouldn't be too hard to pretend with this song stuck in your head today...Union of the Snake, by Duran Duran. Enjoy Barrelassers