Dear Mr. Claus
How are you?
I’m pretty good, I’m writing early this year because I’m afraid if I keep putting this off my list will get too long and I will appear more selfish than I actually am. Sure I want a lot, but I’m due!
So Santa, I’ve always wanted to be trendy. I’ve never been able to pull this off as I have a nasty habit of listening to 80’s rock and roll and suggesting it is the greatest thing since 70’s power pop (it’s logical evolution). I’d like to jump on the trend train with a mac, but I’m not into laptops, mostly because I think they are annoying. I’m a big guy, I like a big computer, so Santa, check it out, I want an Imac.
Ignore that Ipod shuffle, those are for chumps. Don’t ignore the new operating system, well…maybe do, I’m not sure, I haven’t given it the ol’ once over yet. I know this is a big deal Mr. Claus, so if you pull this off I won’t expect anything else, but that’s not going to stop me from asking, as per my generations self serving nature.
Ok, here’s the thing, Rolling Stone is a far cry from what it once was…but what it ONCE WAS was a fantastic potrait of the counter culture. Don’t believe me? I can prove it with this little fella…
Here we have the first 40 years of Rolling Stone, fully archived, fully searchable over four dvds. Everything is included, ads, classifieds, typos, the whole shebang. Want to see the classified ad that brought Peter Criss to the attention of Gene Simmons and Paul Stanley? It’s there. The third issues main feature? It’s there! Who was called “The next big thing” in ‘91? You’ll see. As a history buff and a pop culture junkie…I am peeing myself.
So now you know I’m a music fan, but here’s the thing Santa…ever since I got a real job I can afford the music I want…so it’s really only the big deal things that I can’t really afford… like this piece of black leather…
Motorhead’s No Remorse…I’ll warn you Santa, you should keep an eye on this record…there’s a good chance it will eat Blitzen…possibly mistaking his name as a code word for drugs.
…oh, also….rock band.
Hey Broseph, maybe if you’re ahead of schedule we can bust out some sick rock and roll.
That’s it for me Santa, take care of the missus and I’ll see you in a few weeks.
Love Adam
PS - I’d like to grow a Luke beard
