"One summer, when I was elementary-school age, my neighbors and I built guitars and keyboards out of scrap wood, painted them in bright colors, and formed the cover band Lil' "D" Duran Duran. We didn't make our own noise or even pretend to play our fake instruments. We merely had props to stand in for the real thing; it gave us something to do with our arms. We made no effort to look like the members of Duran Duran or to emulate their glamorous pop-star world. Instead, with mutts and thumb-sucking siblings as our audience, we jumped and pranced around to their songs as they emanated from a boombox in the backyard. "
More Right hurrrr.
2 comments:
Never knew Carrie Brownstein writes a blog. Result!
When I was in school, I had a group of friends. We wore jean jackets and sunglasses and we listened to Duran Duran. There were 6 of us so when we played it didn't add up you see.
Everybody had a Duran Duran boyfriend but me.
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