September 20, 2003
I thought my Rockport tax-lawyer shoes signalled the official death of my youth. Now I wonder if the shoes were only a grim harbinger of this '80s tarot. Take the Four of Cups, for example:
THE CARD: Cy Curnin of The Fixx is elegantly self-absorbed, and cannot see the offerings of the Four of Cups.
Using a combination of sleep deprivation and stimulants (ok, grad school) the Flea's memory had blissfully repressed the existence of Cy Curnin, Alison Moyet and Captain Sensible (though Morrissey is an excellent choice for the Hermit). Now I am possessed of an insane lust for a best of The Fixx album.
Posted by Ghost of a flea at September 20, 2003 08:35 AM