petronia

starlighter, I see your Japanese cover of "Das Model" and raise you:

Kraftwerk vs. Right Said Fred - Sexy Model (frenchbloke and son bootleg)

It's a historical inevitability and you know it.

The context: I'm in the car with Tania a lot. While in the car the radio gets put on. When the radio is on there's a game that's played - and you'll note I don't say "we play this game," because I disclaim all responsibility for it despite the fact that the game has been played since time immemorial or at least since T got her license, only with different [insert character and/or RL person] variables. It goes like this:

T: The next song--
S (reflexively): Oh gawd.
T: The next song is Atobe's. *turns up the volume*

Radio: o/~ Only when I'm dancing can I feel this free
At night I lock the doors, where no one else can see o/~

S: ...This is the Funkytown show on 92.5.
T: Yes?
S: GREATEST DANCE HITS FROM THE SEVENTIES AND EIGHTIES? ISN'T THAT STACKING THE CARDS JUST A LITTLE?
T: The next song is Tezuka's!

Radio: o/~ You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your liiife o/~

S: ......(Yaru jan.)
T *bouncing car over potholes*: The discoball flashes! Curtain goes up, revealing Tezuka on the stage! He takes the mike!

Radio: o/~ Friday night and the lights are low
looking out for the place to go
where they play the right music
getting in the swing
you come to look for a king o/~

T: Coloured lights reveal all of Seigaku on the dancefloor! Inui's trying to get Kaidou to dance with him but Kaidou will have none of it! Fuji's--

Radio: o/~ Anybody could be that guy
night is young and the music's-- o/~

All (automatically): o/~ Hiiigh-- o/~
T (picking up where she left off): --leaning against a pillar looking cool, and Eiji's doing, uh--
S (giving up): --acrobatic b-boy moves--
T: Yes! *cuts off a van in the next lane* And Momo and Taka onstage as backing dancers, and Ryouma!

Radio: o/~ With a bit of rock music
everything is fine
you're in the mood for a dance
and when you get the chance o/~

T: Ryouma's grooving in the audience, and as the music--

Radio: o/~ You are the dancing queen
young and sweet only seventeen o/~

T: Rises to a peak--

Radio: o/~ Dancing queen
feel the beat from the tambourine, oh yeah o/~

T: He runs up to the stage, jumps--

Radio: o/~ You can dance, you can jive
having the time of your liiiiife o/~

S (now unavoidably attuned to this vision): --and is lifted in Momo's arms Dirty Dancing style.
T: Yes! And Ooishi tosses a basketful of sparkle powder over Tezuka! *narrowly misses running a light*

Radio: o/~ see that girl, watch that scene
diggin the dancing queen o/~
[song continues and ends]

S: ...That all?
T: Next song is Inui's!

Radio: *starts to play Safety Dance*

[fade to black]

I swear Wayne and Garth have nothing on us. Nothing.