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During a financial downsizing, the author goes to trade in his new-ish car along with its fat monthly payment thinking he'll get something used, practical and cheap. Instead, he falls in love with the sexiest of cars - the Jaguar - and drives it off the lot.
This piece describes in loving detail the secret club to which he gained membership, its genial members and, as well, the beautiful details that make a Jag a Jaguar.
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During a financial downsizing, the author goes to trade in his new-ish car along with its fat monthly payment thinking he'll get something used, practical and cheap. Instead, he falls in love with the sexiest of cars - the Jaguar - and drives it off the lot. This piece describes in loving detail the secret club to which he gained membership, its genial members and, as well, the beautiful details that make a Jag a Jaguar.
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Review of The Cream Puff“Birkenstock doesn’t make cars,” O’Connor says to his seventies era feminist girlfriend as she gets into his Jag with some trepidation. It’s in this hard-boiled style that O’Connor unapologetically documents his car fetish. This is fairly macho stuff, but also a sort of pining valentine to the lost Springsteen album mentality of youth. It’s auto worship as autobiography. |
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Review of The Cream PuffOk, my first review vanished into cyberspace; just where it belonged.
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Broadcast History
Debut - never broadcast
Transcript
The Cream Puff
By Sean O’Connor
The truth is, I was on the rebound when I fell in love with the cream puff – a butter yellow, 1974 Jaguar XJ6L whose chrome trim sparkled in the sun like diamond baubles dangling from the ears of an heiress at the polo grounds.
As part of a personal fiscal downshift, I went to Auto Row to divest myself of the new car smell I had recently splurged for, and its steep monthly payment that came standard. It was a time to simplify. Returning home behind the wheel of a near vintage, notoriously quirky, British touring sedan complete with its jaunty air horn certainly didn’t look – or sound – like the simple life.
The cream puff was counter-intuitive, maybe even counter-intelligence. Just like my fling with the radical feminist political activist, it was a mismatch I couldn’t resist. On the day we met, her anti-capitalism chitchat still clung to our cl...
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Timing and Cues
Run Time: 3:09
Music: N/A
Outro: ...in Seattle, I'm Sean O'Connor
paul cheevers
Posted on September 03, 2004 at 01:11 AM | Permalink
Review of The Cream Puff
Have you ever fantasized about owning a vintage Jag, baby?
Well, I have. After listening to this piece I feel I have lived that life to its fullest and, well....I think my fantasy of sliding around a curve with perhaps the most Phallic of all models is no longer necessary. The Cream Puff thoroughly brought me from 60 to zero so clearly, with such delicacy and knowing that I feel liberated from yet another Viagra weekender.
Thank You Mr. O'. You have provided a great public service. What I am trying to say is that you saved me a lot of heart-ache. I only hope that your toil can be afforded to the greater masses as I know the lure of the fraternity is Huge...