I’ve been grievously neglecting Duran Duran over the past few months, so I’m happy to announce that Duranalysis will resume next week and (hopefully) continue on a more or less regular schedule through the end of the year. First up: 1993’s “Too Much Information”, a video bursting at the seams with gleeful forays into tonsorial madness. Look for my analysis to be posted on Thursday or thereabouts. In the meantime, to get back into the Duranalysis spirit, what’s your preference: John’s cherry red coiffure, or Nick’s purple (sorry, Nick, lilac) locks? Discuss in the comments below.
There’s a wonderful old Italian bakery, La Guli, in my neighborhood here in Queens famous for its Mousse Mouse, which, as the name suggests, is a moist chocolate cake filled with mousse and adorned with a chocolate mouse. Almost too adorable to eat:
I'm a sucker for a good rodent-themed dessert.
This is going to be a short roundup, because I’m feeling a little battered and disheartened. I’m probably not alone in that, right? It’s been an unprecedentedly grim and ugly (albeit fascinating) month on the U.S. political front; we’re not even halfway through October, and I’ve already used up my monthly allotment of free online New York Times and Washington Post articles. It’ll probably get worse before it’ll get better (…it’s going to get better at some point, right?), but in the meantime, for a bit of giddy escapism, I’m leaving you with the New Wave playlist for your own personal twenty-minute dance party. When election news starts eating at your soul too much, pull the curtains, blast these at full volume, and bop around your living room until you feel better about the world. That’s my plan of attack:
John Foxx, “Dancing Like a Gun”:
Simple Minds, “Love Song”:
Billy Idol, “Dancing With Myself”:
Alphaville, “Dance With Me”:
Hang in there. We’re all in this together.