That fell swoop of a line curve into a hook, followed by the Cathy-favored phrase of ‘-ack’ gets me every time. Immediately and subconsciously, my inner jazz-hands are triggered, poised and ready as the incarnate spirit of Jack MacFarlands’ classic 5 seconds of enthusiasm enters my being and I flip up my hands to frame my face in an utterly dramatic stage whisper of ‘Just Jack!’. Complete with a Molly Shannon inspired Superstar pose, obviously.
In my head, of course.
I’m not a total psycho.
Or are I?
Regardless of how we get there and in what mental state, these images focused around Just Jack and his smiling-even-on-the-hottest-evening-of-summer are classically awesome. Just like my inner monologues and outdated television throwbacks.
You’re welcome.
