Last night Marvin made me watch episodes of The Midnight Special from 1978. Does anyone remember The Midnight Special? Does anyone remember 1978?
The Midnight Special, and I am getting really annoyed that I have to keep going back and italicizing, was a TV show that was on really late at night, like maybe midnight, and it had popular bands of the day, or rather the night, because it was on really late at night, see. Bah.
They played live, the bands, which was nice. The show was hosted by stupid Wolfman Jack, who was not a real wolfman, like Jacob in Twilight, but rather a radio DJ who had an affected radio DJ voice that was probably fine when he was introducing a record, but once he had to speak in several paragraphs to introduce or speak to a band? You just wanted to say KNOCK IT OFF WITH THE DJ VOICE, ALREADY.
Also, Wolfman Jack? No one can pull off the Barry Gibb hairdo except Barry Gibb.
If I am not mistaken, Wolfman Jack is still a radio DJ, and he still has that hair.
So we watched various episodes from 1978, and the first thing that depressed me is my new haircut? Exactly like the lead singer from Ambrosia's.
See the guy on the left? No, that is not me when I don't Nair. And look at the dude on the right thinking he's cool. You're in AMBROSIA. Get over yourself. You're the biggest part of yourself.
Then also, here's what Marvin does whenever we watch any old band. He'll say, "See the bass player? Dead. Sickle-cell anemia." Which is what he said about the guy from Chic.
He knows everyone who's dead and what they died of. And I don't know if you've noticed the part where I am slightly hypochondriacal. Do I need this information? Do I need to worry that I'm coming down with sickle-cell anemia? I totally see a sickle forming on my arm right now.
Plus also too, we watched The Cars, and I personally am fascinated by the not-prettyness that is Ric Ocasek. What fascinates me is that he got Paulina Porizkova, who by the way I refuse to call a supermodel. Have you noticed we cannot just call anyone a model anymore? Everyone is a supermodel and the word has become meaningless. Anyway I have always liked Paulina Porizkova, and what fascinates me is that she said the first time she ever saw ridiculous Ric Ocasek her first thought was, "Who is that beautiful man?"
She was a really successful model when she met him. It's not like she needed the dough. And they've been married forever. There is a lid for every pot.
Anyway, for the first time in my life I noticed this other guy in The Cars last night. There was this other guy singing and he was WAY CUTE. Why didn't Paulina ever notice THIS guy?
Apparently he was the singer of a lot of the songs, and everyone just thinks Ric Ocasek sang all of them. Anyway, you know what Marvin said?
"Dead. Pancreatic cancer."
Sigh.
So that was my evening. I kind of miss 1978, when all we had to do was freak out. And not about our impending sickle-cell anemia.
