This week started off with an unplanned trip to Phoenix, where it is legit 100-degrees Fahrenheit at 10 p.m. at night (we won’t even discuss the daytime temperatures), due to a family emergency. I spent 48 delightful hours in that fair city, cowering indoors where the air conditioning lives, and making the most of a very depressing situation. I did have some truly transcendent Mexican food, though, so that was nice.
So, yeah, my original plan for this post was to write some silly analysis about this very silly video, but honestly, right now I want Ivan Doroschuk to transport me to this ridiculous little renaissance faire town with ridiculous people cavorting about while he sings angrily at everyone, and just … you know … let the art wash over me.
Because sometimes, flailing around in a silly costume is what the soul doesn’t just need, it’s what the soul craves.
Oh no! I hope everyone is okay Sarah!
Very silly video, isn’t it? More importantly, offering you and yours my sympathy and empathy as you cope with your depressing situation. Thanks for taking the time to actually think of US during it all! Take care.
I’m sorry, Sarah. Thanks for posting this bit of fluff on a Friday for us.
I hope you’ll be skipping around like that blonde chick real soon. We love you. :)
Oh wow! My friends and I LOVED this video back in the sunlit heyday of the 1980s. Thanks for the flashback.
I’m glad that the weather failed to melt you.
My father once considered moving to Arizona, but it was too hot for him. Since my father is the kind of man who generally ignores heat I knew right then that the Southwest was too hot for me!
Hugs. I hope everything ends well for your family.
Rumor was that this video was a rebuke to punk Slam Dancing. As a victim of slam dancing I applaud this video’s social conscience. Lol