Bill Murray on Gilda Radner:
“Gilda got married and went away. None of us saw her anymore. There was one good thing: Laraine had a party one night, a great party at her house. And I ended up being the disk jockey. She just had forty-fives, and not that many, so you really had to work the music end of it. There was a collection of like the funniest people in the world at this party. Somehow Sam Kinison sticks in my brain. The whole Monty Python group was there, most of us from the show, a lot of other funny people, and Gilda. Gilda showed up and she’d already had cancer and gone into remission and then had it again, I guess. Anyway she was slim. We hadn’t seen her in a long time. And she started doing, “I’ve got to go,” and she was just going to leave, and I was like, “Going to leave?” It felt like she was going to really leave forever.
So we started carrying her around, in a way that we could only do with her. We carried her up and down the stairs, around the house, repeatedly, for a long time, until I was exhausted. Then Danny did it for a while. Then I did it again. We just kept carrying her; we did it in teams. We kept carrying her around, but like upside down, every which way—over your shoulder and under your arm, carrying her like luggage. And that went on for more than an hour—maybe an hour and a half—just carrying her around and saying, “She’s leaving! This could be it! Now come on, this could be the last time we see her. Gilda’s leaving, and remember that she was very sick—hello?”
We worked all aspects of it, but it started with just, “She’s leaving, I don’t know if you’ve said good-bye to her.” And we said good-bye to the same people ten, twenty times, you know.
And because these people were really funny, every person we’d drag her up to would just do like five minutes on her, with Gilda upside down in this sort of tortured position, which she absolutely loved. She was laughing so hard we could have lost her right then and there.
It was just one of the best parties I’ve ever been to in my life. I’ll always remember it. It was the last time I saw her.”
Since the National Geographic Channel has decided to make such a big stinking deal of the 80s, I thought it would be a great time to review some of the best tunes of the decade that illustrated the angst of the dreaded “Cold War”
By the time the 1980s rolled around, a lot of people had gotten really sick of the whole “cold war thing”. Sure, in the 50s and 60s, the whole “duck and cover” drill was fresh and pretty scary (not to mention the extra juice that the Cuban Missile Crisis gave to the idea of nuclear annihilation)
After a while, the examination turned to the ever-popular “madman with his hand on the button” (Reagan) and a new generation blamed their parents for putting them in a world where “Mutually Assured Destruction” was a thing
The Fixx “Stand or Fall”
You know they weren’t always cute and ironic. Sometimes they were HEAVY. What kind of a world have we inherited here?
Genesis “Land of Confusion”
“I won’t be coming home tonight. My generation will put it right”. Right, Phil. But, before we do that, let’s make a a really shitty movie then do the Broadway thing
Nena “99 Luftballons”
Really. It’s about some innocent kids releasing ballons and then many nations freak out. I wish they’d bombed her
U2 “New Year’s Day”
Nations can wage war, but they’ll never separate us. Sure. It’s Rick and Ilsa all over again
Elton John “Nikita
Would you believe that those commies were so mean that they separated Elton John from a lady? Thus, communism drove Elton John to dudes
Mr. Sumner abandoned The Police and all subtlety
Mike + The Mechanics “Silent Running”
Not content to let “Land of Confusion” be the only Genesis statement on the cold war, Mike Rutherford had to freak us out a little more
Iron Maiden “Two Minutes to Midnight”
I like to rock out and contemplate the end of the world
Frankie Goes to Hollywood “Two Tribes
After Frankie relaxed he got pretty freaking uptight about the US-USSR tug-of-war
Escape Club “Wild Wild West
Sure, we’re waiting for the “big boom”, but why can’t we party until we see the flash?
After all, wasn’t that what the 80s were all about?