Long ago in a previous life, I had the opportunity to enjoy some new music in the midst of the British punk movement that had nothing do with punk music. It was electric guitar-driven and sounded like a cross between Bob Dylan and Leon Redbone.
The record company's A&R guy was thrilled when I said I enjoyed it and then sheepishly conceded that only a disc jockey in the UK, Charlie Gillett, and I seemed to like the band. As history would show, he and I were right, and everyone else was wrong. You've already guessed that the band was Dire Straits.
They dissolved decades ago and no one to my knowledge is plotting or planning on bringing them back, not that Mark Knopfler's headband would survive the effort, but I thought of him, and his brother David, the other guitarist in that band, when I came across a story on the de-extinction of dire wolves.
I'm wondering, with these brave new worldisms floating around, if it's too old-fashioned to wonder and/or ask, just because we can, must we?
-bill kenny
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