We’re not sure what’s more unnerving: the idea of a mustache-less John Oates as a rancher in Colorado (“I’ve got llamas, emus, turkeys,” he told the SF Chronicle‘s Aidin Vaziri a few days ago) or Oates and longtime vocal partner Daryl Hall becoming cogs in the Gym Class Heroes machine. At least we’ve got those late-night Time-Life soft-rock infomercials featuring clips of the duo performing “She’s Gone” to keep us warm.
