As if deadly pig-borne murder-flu, Air Force One's 9/11v2.0 false alarms and the continuation of the unfortunate tendency for Michele Bachmann to say things weren't enough, this monumentally stupid and/or shitty week for America has also been accompanied by
the death knell of the Pontiac brand. I'm not the world's biggest peeing-Calvin-decal-applying loyalist to any specific make of automobile, particularly one that's perpetrated
so many stylistic and engineering atrocities over the last couple decades. But as a pop-culture junkie, there's two permanent losses that come with the demise of Pontiac that'd make my 10 year-old self weep profusely. The first loss is the Firebird, which even the most gearhead-illiterate would recognize as being immortalized in
Smokey and the Bandit and
Knight Rider, though it's also entured in less-famous fare like Radio Birdman's garage-punk anthem "455 SD" and the not-actually-that-good 1976 David Carradine film
Cannonball. The other loss stings just a bit more, though: the GTO, the vehicle that invented the "medium car/absurdly large and powerful engine" muscle car trend that peaked in the late '60s/early '70s, is also no more. And even that model's recent attempted revival didn't manage to capture the American imagination in the same way that the recent retro Mustang, Charger and Camaro did, it leaves behind its own legacy of cool. It's the car Iggy drives in "Lust for Life," the model Kool Keith turns into a hook in his bizarro-rap banger "Keith Turbo," the base for the insane
Monkeemobile, and the muse for Ronny & the Daytonas' "G.T.O." (a favorite live-set standby of the Replacements and Alex Chilton). And that's not all.
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