A conversation I came out of the shower and while combing my hair, I heard some hideous 80s metalish music on the TV downstairs. David had gotten into the shower when I got out. I went back in to return my comb to its rightful place. "What the hell did you turn the TV to?" "What're you talking about?" "Oh, come on. That music reeks of you." He laughed. "I didn't turn it to anything." "Well, it's some really awful 80s hair band music. It must be a music channel." "Are you sure it isn't Leno or something?" "Maybe it is." "It's probably The Darkness." "The wha?" "The Darkness. It's this horrible band going around thinking they're so cool. They play 80s metalish pop music. It's horrible. They think they're the coolest." The good thing about DVR is rewind. I came downstairs and hit the rewind button. Oh, hi Dave Letterman! I love you! Ahem, I mean, it was David Letterman. I backed the show up to the previous commericals and then let it run. He talked about Amanda Pete, who apparently had just been on. Seems he has a bit of a crush on her. Then he picked up the CD on his desk saying something about England and please welcome The Darkness. Well. I'll be damned. That's a pretty good guess for only having 80s, metalish and hair band as descriptors.