On this day in history...

Well, in 2002 Jimmie Carter got a Nobel Peace Prize for being an international butt-inski, but more importantly....

Darryl Hall was born in 1948.



I think he's the blond one, although I could never remember. 1948? That makes him like 58 this year. Holy crap, that's older than my mother... Which means he was in his mid '30s when they had their biggest success in 1982-84. Sheeeeet, that's old. (He says with irony)

In addition to their haunting harmonizations and soothing electronic jams... err... whatever... Hall and Oates is known for one of the gayest albumn covers in history:


It's not so much the soulful gazes into each others eyes, as it is the sweatiness... And think about it. Oates did nothing. He was a bassist for crying out loud. Anybody can play bass. He was like Teller to Hall's Penn, or the other way around - I can never tell those guys apart either. Anyway, it's obvious HAll just kept him around for the nookie.

Need more evidence? Here's the cover of their eponymous 1975 album:



C'mon. The mascara? Need I say more?

Well, Happy Birthday Darryl. Hope John gets you something nice.

(PS - to the legion of Hall and Oates fans who now want me dead, I know, I know, they're not gay. Oates has two kids, and Hall has at least one. I kid because I loved Hall and Oates back in the day, blah blah blah... And, yeah, gay folks never have children afterall.... [insert eyeroll here])