So, there's this strange category of songs that can be best described as Those 80s Songs That Transcends 80s-ness. Generally, this involves the song being:
a) extremely good b) not necessarily immediately recognizable as being of the 80s c) listenable beyond its decade
"Man In Motion (St. Elmo's Fire)" is not any of these things. I love it still.
In every generation, there is a chosen one. He alone will stand against the art house thespians, the wacky character actors, and the moping pretty boys. He is the new Clint Eastwood.
I finally saw Pitch Black recently, and I don't wanna marry Vin Diesel or anything, but I get the Vin Diesel thing a lot more. It's just kinda fun, to watch him kick ass, take names, and smirk about it.
Plus, his bald head is shiny and round. And he's got an element of scruff to him.
Vin. Please. Think about Every Which Way But Loose. Think about Oscar.
Edward Furlong ("Terminator 2") is pumping iron and bird watching in preparation for the role of play James O'Barr's tortured avenger in "The Crow: Wicked Prayer" according to SCI FI Wire.
"I'm on this special diet, I'm working out and I'm looking at crows all the time," Furlong told SCI FI.
That makes me smile. It's kinda Zen in a way.
Kinda ridiculous, too. But that's its charm.
So apparently Happenin' Video Store (let's just start calling it HVS) is big on catering to the Famous Person. Including people who might have initials that might be recognizable.
I have not waited on any yet (Famous People tend not to come in on weekends) but I am told that some (SOME, not all) have The 'Tude, and it will be a bad idea to approach or attempt small talk or, well, speak to them. Not because they will be deliberately mean, but because they don't have much interest in jabbering with video store clerks.
As banter is normally a big part of my customer service style (it's like stand up, but with a captive audience), I've been practicing a toned-down, minimal-conversation selling approach. Das Roomie suggests that the Famous People just haven't met me yet, and will be so charmed by the wonder that is moi that they'll want to do nothing but chat over the counter and buy my screenplays.
I raise a skeptical eyebrow, and think about ways to minimize receipt-signing time.
By the way, in case you were wondering? Angel is the best show on television. Possibly EVER.
And not just because next week's episode is called "Shiny Happy People."
But that does help.
I checked, though, and "Shiny Happy People" is not One of Those 80s Songs.
You know what is, though? "In the Air Tonight." This website is Pro-Phil Collins, no matter what direction his career might take.
You go, Phil. You go.
There is so much work to be done this weekend, including (hopefully) revising the second draft of Old Screenplay and writing up some ideas for New Screenplays. Not to mention attempting to write a song and not flunking my other classes.
I'm so ready to graduate.
I'm up early this morning, so I think I'll read a screenplay for Happenin' Screenplay Competition (HSC) and buy my ticket for Coachella (Mom and Dad, HVS has paid me money and I'll just take care of it myself).
And then, back to the store. The only place I ever seem to be.