
MUSING #1: I think about the surprisingly nasty little war of words exchanged between Rundgren and John Lennon in the early seventies, which I found out about through reading Ray Coleman's Lennon.

John Lennon ain't no revolutionary. He's a f------- idiot, man. Shouting about revolution and acting like an a__. It just makes people feel uncomfortable.
Them's fightin' words. And it didn't end there. Here are some of my favorite parts of Lennon's response, delivered (to Rundgren) via letter:
AN OPENED LETTUCE TO SODD RUNTLESTUNTLE. (from dr. winston o'boogie)
Couldn't resist adding a few "islands of truth" of my own, in answer to Turd Runtgreen's howl of hate (pain.)
Dear Todd,
I like you, and some of your work, including "I Saw The Light," which is not unlike "There's A Place" (Beatles), melody wise.
1) I have never claimed to be a revolutionary. But I am allowed to sing about anything I want! Right?
4) I don't represent anyone but my SELF. It sounds like I represented something to you, or you wouldn't be so violent towards me. (Your dad perhaps?) (ooh!)
7) Which gets me to the Beatles, "who had no other style than being the Beatles"!! That covers a lot of style man, including your own, TO DATE.....
Anyway, However much you hurt me darling; I'll always love you,
J. L.
That's just ugliness, however you want to look at it. Neither of them could have felt good about that later on.


MUSING #3: Sometimes, whilst contemplating that which is Todd Rundgren, I remember "reading" (in one of my father's extensive collection of Playboy mags going back to the earliest issues, many of which somehow ended up, hidden in my room...) about how he had one of the centerfolds as a girlfriend. And I knew exactly (link nsfw) what she looked like. Naked even. That seemed like the pinnacle of success to me as I entered my teen years - to know a Playboy centerfold, intimately. Like, knowing what her favorite color is and stuff such as. There are worse goals.

MUSING #4: I have actually spent time thinking about the bizarre melding of Rundgren and The Cars. I say bizarre, because I'm not quite sure why he did it, except for maybe being bored, needing the money, or wallowing in the throes of a mid-life crises. I must admit, as is visible in this video, they do in fact rock (and do in fact sound like The Cars), but it just ends up seeming kind of sad, really:

Dude's talented!