Deadbeat Club

Today's drive in with XM Radio was a blast from the past. The morning started out with Eric Clapton's Unplugged version of Layla. Followed by Boyz II Men's Motownphilly followed by the B52's Deadbeat Club.

When people remember the early 90's and its music, I know that the ideal image is that of Nirvana, Pearl Jam, Smashing Pumpkins (grumble), Alanis Morrisette, (sonic) U2, Oasis and who knows what else. But there's no amount of Teen Spirit, Jeremy or You Outta Knows that will take me back to the late 80's/early 90's like a little MotownPhilly.

It was a bit surreal listening to that as well since I have since worked extensively in Philly and the song has different images. I used to think only of Sir Charles "Gomez" Barkley and for some odd reason, Rick Mahorn.

I hear that stuff and I just want to put on a pair of rayon palazzo pants with a african print on it, toast my hair with a curling iron, spray some Salon Selectives, throw on a gold necklace, canvas shoes and my hemp backpack and go buy a Bulls poster.