Ep31: 2015 - Lazarus vs. Shadows in the Night, or the Near-Death Crooning of 2015

Setting: Two men age-group 18-49, with so many more important things to do, nonetheless talking to each other and roughly 41 other souls about David Bowie and/or Bob Dylan.  Their respective rooms are dark; their tone slight, but uniformly pensive.

Man #1: Bob Dylan's single from the year two thousand and fifteen is as follows: The-

Man #2: (interrupting jovially): Are we talking about David Bowie's history of musicals right now?

Man #1: The Night-

Man #2: (interrupting haphazardly): Because it's a rich, rich...rich historical text.

Man #1: The Night We-

Man #2 (interrupting wildly): Why, in 1968, of all year, Bowie was thinking of thinking of maybe writing and producing one.

Man #1: The Night We Called-

Man #2: (interrupting rather rudely): It's about a man with a very ordinary name who's ANYTHING BUT ORDINARY, you see.

Man #1: The Night We Called It-

Man #2: (interrupting as if it's now a joke that only he can truly appreciate): Ever heard of Ziggy Stardust, friend?

Man #1: The Night We Called It A-

Man #2: (interrupting just a little too righteously): Now picture it...as a musical.

Man #1: The Night We Called It A Day.  The Night We Called It A Day.  The Night We Called It A Day.  The Night We Called It A Day.  The Night We Called It A Day.  The Night We Called It A Day!!!

Man #2: (interrupting solemnly and self-importantly): Why are you yelling?! Stop yelling at me.  I was just thinking about how 2015 was Bowie's last year on the planet and he managed to produce some of his finest work.  This seems important, and it's a little disrespectful for you to continue interrupting me while I try to communicate the sheer magni-

Man #1 and Man #2: (in unison): On this edition of Bowie vs. Dylan!