Happy 50th, Peter!
Gawd, can it really be true? My paragon of cool — R.E.M.’s Peter Buck — is fifty today? Yes, it’s true. I guess fifty really is the new thirty. Or so I’ll keep telling myself as that milestone looms closer.
Peter is cool, cute, and cool. (Yes, I meant to use “cool” twice; he’s that groovy.) Did I mention that, after the Robyn Hitchcock show in
Y’all be sure to yell “Happy birthday, Peter!” at some point today. And drink a glass of red wine in his honor. He’d like that.
And wave a blog goodbye to him for a while. Someone recently landed on my blog via a Peter Buck Technorati search … and, um … 24 of the first 25 hits were posts on this blog. I don’t want to appear obsessed or anything …
Photo credit: A friend sent this cute picture to me; I think he said he found it on Murmurs.com, where it looks like one of the Übers posted a magazine shot.
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