quix·ot·ic [kwik-sot-ik] adjective : a believer in the romance of noble deeds, extravagantly romantic and idealistic without regard to practicality. Then I grew up.
Monday, March 23, 2009
Someone posted this for me on facebook because I loved him then.
Yep. I did. I admit it...head hung low...I even dressed like him...hand over mouth, eyes surprisingly wide for actually admitting that...
I listened to this and danced in my seat the whole time (sidenote-There is something to be said for listening to music while wearing headphones. It is a whole different experience compared to listening to it on speakers-end sidenote). I still think he has a great voice and this was happy dancing music during my high school years. I like it. I loved it. Saw Culture Club at a club in Hollywood when I was 16...
Okay...guess what...it's time to sign off because the dog just farted and I'm outta here.
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Holy mackrel. I remember those days . . . I think the video makes it all look worse than it really was . .. . but it was pretty bad . . .
ReplyDeleteYep Yep Yep.. I remember those days. I really like his music then and I still like it. Your right it makes you dance in your chair. You were soo cute with your boy george look.
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