I'm sure half of my girlish gushfest was merely copied lyrics from Colour by Numbers, and a good deal probably discussed fearless originality. I loved the guy through decades of mediocrity, too, dressing as his 80s persona for Halloween at least once. In the 90s he had run-ins with the law, did community service, he went through a drug phase, a fat phase, Jesus Christ alone only knows what else. But he's back now, in 2015, and Culture Club has just recently played a show in Boston, in fact. Boy George looks and sounds fantastic. Little more manly, but still rocking the sexy androgyny in his inimitable way. I hope Boy George is fixing to resurrect his fabulous former pop & soul elegance. Just the idea makes me and my inner 13-year old deliriously happy.
The show holds up not-at-all from adult perspective, from the ridiculousness of two punk ass cousins constantly baiting the local cops and causing havoc around town, to the specious lifestyles of these Dukes. What did they do for a living? Why did they drink buttermilk, can you even DO that? And why did they weld their car doors shut? Nobody minded. These days, formerly round-chinned, angelic John Schneider is a chiseled, rugged handsome, playing bit parts on TV here and there, including a reprisal of Bo Duke in a TV commercial along with Tom Wopat.
Well that's it, Lexi's List of 80s Crushes Who Are Aging Gracefully. Comment if you've got a boy/man then/now you'd like to add.
Before I go, there was one young man that, had he gotten the chance to make it out of the Hollywood drug scene, would be at the top of this list, I'm sure of it. He was my age exactly, and he died when we were 23. His death hit me hard when it happened, it felt like the world had suffered the loss of a real talent, one that had a long way to go yet before even realizing its full greatness. What a shame. Forever young...
River Phoenix, 1970 - 1993