On last Saturday night Christopher and I went to a club/music venue for an 80s “new wave fest” featuring Cure tribute bands. We didn’t go to watch a bunch of people emulate The Cure (what an odd thing to do–tribute bands make no creative sense to me). No, we went because old friends of C’s from his youth were going to be gathering at the event in a sort of club class reunion.

We met with Mike Labonte and Big Dan and off we went. When we arrived, there was a huge line going around the corner–just to get in! 9pm and the joint was loaded! Someone gave us extra tickets (cool!) and we jumped the line with a bunch of “old friends” (bad karma, I know). We had to go through a search and being wanded, then we got into the place.

Once there I felt like I had been transported into some Twilight Zone version of a John Hughes film. 80s music, people dressed mostly as they would today but a few in bad 80s outfits (not even good 80s outfits–just bad ones–especially women who simply should not have been wearing the minis and fishnets–yikes!–we started placing bets on which women would flash their tits first) and the cliques were forming much as they were seen in Sixteeen Candles (though that was set in Illinois, as are most Hughes films). I told one of the guys “I keep expecting to see John Cusack or Molly Ringwald walk by.

Suddenly I realized that it wasn’t so much John Hughes as it was the Fast Times at Ridgemont High reunion. For those of you who don’t know, Cameron Crowe went to high school at Clairemont High (get it–Ridgemont/Clairemont…and yes, the very same Clairemont where I now live). Mike Labonte went there too–he had class with the real Mr. Hand. Many others in that room had the same experience.

This film that my friends and I thought was a completely unreal representation of high school life was, in fact, based on a lot of reality. And there I was slap-dab in the middle of it–just 20 years late…and those were not Phoebe Cates tits.
Odd how pop culture works: a pseudo Fast Times reunion with Cure tribute bands, all organized via MySpace. For a girl from Columbus, Ohio, it was an odd evening.

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