Moved by Kid Creole and the Coconuts

I finally made it on a jog a little before noon this first day of winter. Usually I am out before 8 AM on Saturday, but today I woke late and got started on entering into Quicken a backlog of monthly statements from my brokerage accounts in anticipation of the approaching end of year.

On my iPod I have loaded the soundtrack from Downtown 81, the underground film starring Jean-Michel Basquiat wandering around hipster Post-Punk Lower Manhattan. (I have posted one other time on Downtown 81.)

While starting up the backstretch in a light mist, feeling much better than I anticipated since I have significantly reduced the amount of running I do during the week, I listened to "Mr. Softee" by Kid Creole and the Coconuts.

I have heard the song several times and took note of it before, but today I was particularly struck by its edginess and funkiness, sort of a Punk discotheque sheet-of-flame on the pitfalls of "hooking up." Kid Creole and the Coconuts' heyday was the early 1980s, as the clip from Saturday Night Live proves.

DNA in Downtown 81

Walking up the hill from the light rail station after work, coming to the realization that it is going to be supremely difficult to exercise at 7 PM after getting up at 4 AM and commuting and working, DNA's "Detached" from Downtown 81 shuffled on the iPod. The band sounds awfully good here in this cut from the film starring Jean-Michel Basquiat: