Vague (My New Year's Resolutions)

I've still got 357 days to make these come true.

New Year's Resolutions are generally like novelty records. They're fun for a few listens (maybe they're even brilliant for a few listens), but then I get tired of them and don't ever want to hear or think about them for a very long time. And that's why I usually don't make any New Year's Resolutions.

But there are exceptions to every rule... and this is (to use a phrase I've never really understood) the exception that proves the rule.

So, 8 days ago, I vowed to do the following this year:

1. Be French.
2. Form a band whose name is a bilingual pun.
3. Arrange 80s hits in a hip, lounge-y, bossanova style.
4. Recruit a bunch of young female singers who may not speak English well enough to understand the songs (and weren't alive back when they were hits) and have them sing in a breathy, come-hither fashion that makes the songs all sound sleepy, slinky, and sexy.
5. Overcome the fact that someone already did this.

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