Let's Do The Time Warp...

I received the following message from an old high-school chum, Larry, who found me on myspace about a year ago and who sporadically drops me e-mails waxing nostalgic:

Saw Duran Duran on live earth last night. How can it be that those guys have not aged a day in twenty years? I was really impressed with their performance. It was spot on, every note. After the show, Simon peeled off his rubber mask and was actually Blake Lewis from American Idol. Nick was really Phyllis Diller and John was that guy from robocop. Robo-John. Actually, they're all robotronic. In the eighties they were vegetarian, now they eat only baby food. Twenty more years and they'll be appearing at Chuck-E-Cheese (all locations, simultaneously).

Thought about you when I noticed that I still remember every word to "Girls On Film". I had a flashback moment of you dictating the lyrics to me in super slow motion over the phone... "...The diving man's coming up for air, cause the crowd all love pulling dolly by the hair..." and I was thinking, what the hell does that mean?

I never thought that in the year 2007, Duran Duran would be performing live to 65,000 people with a broadcast audience of over 2 billion. Welcome to the future.
I can't believe he remembered that twisted, crazy, verbose passage from "Girls on Film." It's too funny, and it's proof positive that we definitely have an effect on people -- in ways we can't even imagine.

OB