It’s Friday the 13th and it seems prudent to be impudent in order to drive off any threat of bad luck.
In related news, it’s also the 72nd anniversary of the launch of the first FM radio station in Bloomfield, Connecticut.
That calls for Steely Dan — a band whose career unfolded during the golden years of FM radio — performing “FM” live.
It’s always said that they don’t write them like this anymore. But this time it’s true. They don’t. And before Steely Dan they didn’t really write them like this at all. This was in its heyday the ultimate geek band: smart, sardonic, exhibitionistically introverted, and really really really seriously good musicians. The kind of highly trained geek musicians where other highly trained but not yet as successful geek musicians would sit and listen for hours to transcribe their instrumental solos. And that would constitute a totally hot Saturday night. Yes, Walter Becker and Donald Fagan are older now — Fagan can’t quite sustain the implied sneer in his vocal delivery with the steady conviction he once could. But this is still Steely Dan. It’s going to be more memorable than just about anything else you’re likely to encounter today.
So with Steely Dan as our talisman, bad luck doesn’t have much of a chance. In fact, as of today, invoking Steely Dan’s singular power, we’re banishing bad luck for a period lasting no fewer than seven years.
I’ll trundle some Frye out later today which will be at least tangentially related to all of this.
And then our victory over bad lack shall be complete.