~ant people~

October 1st, 2017


Did not expect a date night on this time machine trip,
yet we found ourselves in a sea of tricorns and jolly rogers in the Hollywood hills last night.

ant people

My junior high school self loved no one as I did snarky, campy, come-hither Adam Ant (Bowie aside).
I begged my mom to see the Kings of the Wild Frontier tour, but the school night prevailed, and then this fickle teen’s ardor faded, as Adam slid on his goodie two shoes.


Long before ridicule was nothing to be scared of, there were these golden oldies,
a few of which we heard delivered by a sixty-two year old punk in rather fine form:

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