Boom

Here’s something to get you going on this October morning—or any time, really:

And here’s what I always think about when I hear The Iguanas:

Homicide: Life on the Street, one of the best dramas ever produced on US TV. The particular episode closes at midnight ushering in 1997, the squad is called out to multiple murders, because: New Year’s Eve, America, like that. And “Boom, Boom, Boom” over the montage.

And  I also think of The Barns at Wolf Trap. One of my colleagues, whose romantic relationships never lasted more than a couple of months, had optimistically bought tickets for The Iguanas about three months out. The performance hit during that awkward period between breaking up with the one woman and finding another to ask out for that kind of date. So another colleague and I went to the show. Sweet.

So turn up the volume, step away from the device and move!