Covers to Covers

The mobile phone announced it was six thirty by playing the opening of AC/DC's Thunderstruck. An arm shot out from under the covers as Darryl attempted to destroy the menacing mobile. "Get up, sleepy," Meg murmured. With her right knee on the side of the bed, she leaned in and kissed Darryl's cheek. "You need to pick better tunes for your alarm." Darryl's blue eyes slitted open and he grinned. "The tune is fantastic, but it's too fuckin' early." As they took in Meg's tight black jeans and jacket, his eyes widened. "Wow, you look fantastic." She giggled. "This surprises you?" "Nah, but you have that vintage look. Like Whitney Houston's album cover back...I don't even remember when that was." "The 80s aren't all that vintage [Read more...]