We forced a writer to read all Sparks articles & interviews available, and then asked them what a Sparks interview in 2070 might look like. This is what they came up with.
After a jaw dropping, gravity defying career of 100 years, the sparkling Spark Mael-Men Ronald and Dwight Russell Day are about to release their 87th carreer defining magnum opus to the masses, while still managing to fly under the radar of all normal people.
The quirky ex child-models were so gracious as to meet me in *fancy hotel*, and order me 4 different beverages ranging from hot to cold in temperature.
"We must be the only band with 86 albums still trying to crack it" says Russell, his perfect cascading locks frolicking in the light summer breeze.
I ask them how they got to work with Giorgio Moroder.
"We must be the only band with 86 albums out still being asked the same questions as 90 years ago" answers Ron, as he pretends to bite my leg. He scares me with his off kilter demeanor /makes me laugh with his humorous witt. One thing is certain, i am deeply disturbed by him/in awe of him.
"After all these years, are you not tired of working together as brothers?" I inquire. Now, even Russell's beautifully soft complexion looks rather disinterested and annoyed.
While he rambles off the usual response, i receive a small folded piece of paper from Ron. It reads: "This man is not my brother. Russell has been trapped inside the Snow White figurine in front of his house for at least two decades now. Help me, for i am in grave danger."
