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This is research for "Steel Monkey," believe it or not.



And an exercise in almost physically painful nostalgia. My god. I was... sixteen or seventeen. And one of my college boyfriends had hair just like John Linnell's, but darker and even more adorably floppy.

When I show you what else I looked up for research, I suspect you will understand why the video counts. Also, it's an amazingly beautiful photograph. I especially love the headless pigeon headdress.

The creepiest bit is that the song is so very thematically appropriate to the story. If I ever figure out what the story is about. I mean, I have the first line and the last line. Surely the rest of the narrative is implied?

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michaeldthomas
Jan. 4th, 2011 03:14 pm (UTC)
When I was 16, I *really* wanted to look like John Linnell. My hair never cooperated. My roommate managed it for a few months.

Great song. 20 years later, it's still on my iPod.
matociquala
Jan. 4th, 2011 03:37 pm (UTC)
I love his jawline. And the fly-stung horse headflip.

I wonder if all the boys who wanted to look like him realized how much he owed to Bowie and Byrne...

And how much Andrew Bird owes to the lot of 'em.
michaeldthomas
Jan. 4th, 2011 04:10 pm (UTC)
I also love that he made accordions cool.

I can't speak for *every* boy, but I knew it. At 16, I thought David Byrne was the coolest person on the planet. I didn't get into Bowie until college (my HS years coincided with his Tin Machine period).

*g* Who doesn't owe something to Bowie?
matociquala
Jan. 4th, 2011 04:26 pm (UTC)
Whoever it is, it's not me.
deakat
Jan. 4th, 2011 11:27 pm (UTC)
The first woman I ever swooned over looked (to me, anyway) like the lovechild of David Bowie and Annie Lennox.

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