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FRITZ: Who’s gonna drive you home tonight?
Jeanine Fritz
FRITZ: Who’s gonna drive you home tonight?

Wow, Ric Ocasek!

Man, I’m a fan. The Cars. New Wave. Shit. But I gotta say, it’s pretty weird: you interviewing me. I’m usually the one asking the questions. Love that one song, “Since You’re Gone.” Good stuff. Oh, you’re gonna play your, uh, your synthesizer while we talk. Alrighty then. Hey, you do you, Ric, you do you.

Who’s gonna tell you when it’s too late?

My afternoon’s open, man, I’m here as long as you need me. Plus, I left my phone in the car so, you know, no interruptions.

Who’s gonna tell you things aren’t so great?

I try to be open. I want folks to share whatever’s on their mind: good or bad. I dunno, are you talking about like…

You can’t go on thinking nothing’s wrong.

Wait, what?

Who’s gonna drive you home tonight?

You’re one strange cat, Ric. Diplomatically put: I’m not a good passenger. I drive myself. (Laughs) Speeding is one of my great pleasures. But get this: last week, I was barreling down…

Who’s gonna pick you up when you fall?

 

Like, metaphorically? (Nervous laughter.) You gonna push me, Ric?

Who’s gonna hang it up when you call?

Now there’s an interesting question. Actually, I think I’m on decent terms with people. I get along with my exes and stuff. There was this one girl about 10 years ago, though, and I just didn’t do a good job…

Who’s gonna pay attention to your dreams?

Rapid fire here. OK, easy: nobody wants to hear about anyone’s dreams unless they’re in them. Or if MLK had it.

Who’s gonna plug their ears when you scream?

Well. I. Uh. I’d hope if I was screaming someone would come running. Er, am I happy-screaming or is this more of a stabby scenario?

You can’t go on thinking nothing’s wrong.

Do I have a booger or something? Bat in the cave? Zipper down?

Who’s gonna drive you home tonight?

Is this a rhetorical question?

Who’s gonna hold you down when you shake?

This has got to be one of the most unsettling interviews ever.

Who’s gonna come around when you break?

I can’t breakdance. Is it possible you’re interviewing the wrong person?

You can’t go on thinking nothing’s wrong.

Yeah. You keep saying that.

Who’s gonna drive you home tonight?

Dammit, Ric, if you ask me that fucking question one more time…

OOOOOOH

Are you okay?! What’s wrong?

You know you can’t go on thinking nothing’s wrong.

I’m getting comfortable with the idea there’s something wrong with YOU.

Who’s gonna drive you home tonight?

Me. Right about now.