Is it for real...

Or is it just another dream?

Fancy meeting you here...

Appologies for the...erm...3 month hiatus. I've been preoccupied and mildly obsessed with the election since around late August. (And can you blame me? How 'bout that then?)

Last Friday I made it out of my cave to The Elbo Room to hear Daniel Wang play some records because it seemed like the thing to do. Within the first 15 minutes of my arrival, I hear THIS fucking tune. The last time it had graced my ears was probably during a beginning jazz class circa 1989.



Is it for real, or is it just another dream?

Let's just say there were exponential OMG's followed by flashbacks involving me in a fuchsia and black polka-dotted leotard; complete with a high ponytail that had been braided overnight for that oh so special crimped effect. (Pass the L.A. Looks, por favor.) I'm sure I have this tableau on VHS somewhere if you don't believe me.

But Cathy Dennis? Seriously? And not just any Cathy Dennis single, mind you. The Cathy Dennis single with the Rick Astley sound-a-like backup vocals. The same single that made me bounce off the walls and do cartwheels on that joyous day when I was finally able to tape it off the radio in its entirety back in the second grade. By this point in the evening I had enough alcohol in me that a sing-along was definitely in order, so away I went.

Whether you like it or not, the early 90's are on their way back in full gear: Shep Pettibone's later work, and all. Next thing you know, we'll all be Doin' the Do. I'm not sure how I feel about it at this point. Part of me is horrified, but my inner 8 year old is shouting "BRING IT ON!"