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What the . . . Reunited on Ice?

February 8, 2013

Riunite*What the…Friday? is a weekly Friday feature in which I resuscitate a video relic from the swampy pits of Pop Culture Wasteland.*

Today:  What the Reunited on Ice?

You may have noticed I’ve been slacking off with my blog lately.  That is, if “lately” encompasses all of the past three months.

I will try to make it up to you today.  Because today I have a magnificent What the Friday? double feature for you.  That’s right, kids — not one but two WTF? videos.  And it isn’t even your birthday.  Or maybe it is.  Happy birthday, maybe.

I know you’re on the edge of your seat with anticipation so let me just put you out of your misery.  Today I have for you the 1982 commercial for Riunite wine and the 1978 performance of the Reunited love song.

Before I begin, let me give a shout out to the three people who made today’s blog post possible.

PeachesHerbThank you to Misty of the blog Misty’s Laws for calling my attention to the fact that today is National Day of Redundancy National Day.  That day is today.  Or maybe it was last month.  Doesn’t matter.  I will honor the day in my heart and try to keep it all the year.

Redundancy is the theme for this post about redundancy.  More on that later.

Now it is later.  This post is about redundancy.

Thank you also to Peg of the blog Peg-o-Leg’s Ramblings and Dave of the blog 1 Point Perspective for their tantalizing commentalooza about Riunite wine, which they so generously waged on my last WTF? post.

While these two WTF? videos may seem completely unrelated, they are so much the same.

In fact, I don’t know where the Riunite wine jingle ends and the Peaches and Herb Reunited song begins.

I can’t think of one without the other.  I can’t think of either one without the other one.  I can’t think.  What?

I can’t think of reuniting without thinking of wine.

PeachesHerbWineDoes Riunite come in Peaches and Herb?

Both songs were musical scores that ran in the background of my ’80s childhood.

Both songs involve people.

Both are songs.  And one is about a wine.  And the other is about two people.  Who might also drink wine.

And then one night in college while lying in my dorm room . . . studying, naturally . . .  the song Reunited came on the radio.

And, for whatever reason, I was reminded of Riunite wine.  And then I thought of the Riunite wine jingle.  But I couldn’t really think of how the jingle went, what with the Reunited song playing on the radio and all.  And that led me to some deep thinking about which was which and were they even different?  Is Riunite the Italian word for reunited?  Should I order a pizza?  Should I drink more wine?  It was all one big philosophical dilemma.

So I decided to sleep on it.  And then I woke up with a headache.  That’s how deeply I thought about it.

Riunite and it feels so good.

Reunited so nice, reunited on ice.

Today’s tangent was brought to you by booze.

64 Comments leave one →
  1. February 8, 2013 11:51 am

    When this post showed up, I was busy commenting on the comment about the Riunite that was reunited that lead to the blog post that Angie did. While I was commenting.

    Happy Friday, Ang! Where’s the wine?

    • February 8, 2013 12:11 pm

      At my house. Come on over . . . ;)

      • February 8, 2013 12:26 pm

        Thanks Misty. I have been hanging out over at Angie’s LAST post in the aforementioned comment hijack, going on and on and on with the comments, all by myself. So I invented a new term for that: comment masturbation.

        I’ll be over as soon as I buy a bottle of Reunited and get a plane ticket.

      • February 8, 2013 12:29 pm

        Oh, and 1983 called, Riunite Chick. They want their bridesmaid outfit back.

      • February 10, 2013 3:40 pm

        I’ll bring the Pop Rocks.

    • February 9, 2013 6:22 am

      I’m beyond sad I missed out on a commentapalooza, Peg. Off to check it out now and stew in my jealous juice.

      • February 9, 2013 5:12 pm

        Me too. That does look like a bridemaid’s dress. At least I finally realized I won the prize from Misty! Nanner.

      • February 10, 2013 3:38 pm

        Peg is the master of those. We must not be jealous but must try to focus on what things we are good at. Like ending sentences with a preposition.

    • February 10, 2013 3:28 pm

      Funny coincidence. It’s as if you fell through the looking glass. Which I believe occurred after Alice was drunk on Riunite.

  2. February 8, 2013 11:54 am

    Weird how the Riunite chick only has the one dress.

    I read your blog title in my email notices and couldn’t NOT sing either song. I had managed to block the wine out of my head. Until now. I’ll get you for that, my pretty.

    • February 10, 2013 3:34 pm

      And if you’re going to end up with one outfit while on vacation, the least practical would be the way to go.

      Good for you for blocking the wine out of your head — it usually goes straight to mine.

  3. February 8, 2013 12:10 pm

    Thank you for taking this opportunity to recognize the woefully underappreciated Day that is NDRND Day. With these grass roots movements, one day we will get the word out about this day. Maybe not today. But some day. One day. Any day now . . .

    I actually couldn’t remember the Reunite jingle, and just kept singing the Reunited song, thinking that WAS actually the jingle. It’s all a big hodge podge of goobledy gunk up there in my noggin since the 80’s. I blame all the drinking, naturally.

    Oh, and the answer is ALWAYS to drink more wine. And pizza. Always drink more pizza. Salut!

    • February 10, 2013 3:41 pm

      “Always drink more pizza” are words to live by. Along with, “Avoid the Noid.”

  4. February 8, 2013 12:14 pm

    I was laughing until I realized the Riunite girl might be my mom. I knew I looked nothing like my so-called, alleged dad.

    • February 10, 2013 3:20 pm

      The secret “business trip” with the secretary is what I suspected was going on in this commercial. And, no, I definitely don’t see you with a mustache like his.

  5. February 8, 2013 12:25 pm

    Now I can’t even think of how either song goes. They are one. Forever. Thank you, Angie.

    • February 10, 2013 3:42 pm

      Now if the two songs were to break up and later reunite, what in the world would we sing for them?

  6. February 8, 2013 2:01 pm

    Peaches’ outfit is pretty redundant. The top and bottom are the same, and so are the bottom and top.

    Oh. I’ve missed you Angie. I’m raising my glass of Riunite in your honor. Also I’m drinking Riunite and I’ve missed you.

    • February 10, 2013 4:00 pm

      Peaches’ hair beading is technically redundant too. And it’s quite redundant that they are both holding microphones.

      Riunite is way better than your typical vodka. Way to class it up, Jules.

  7. February 8, 2013 3:35 pm

    Do they still sell Riunite? Man, that stuff was FOUL! Probably a step up from Boone’s Farm Apple Wine though. There was nothing like the sick you got from Boone’s Farm.

    • February 10, 2013 4:01 pm

      Boone’s Farm was what I believed to be “wine” when I was in college. Similar to my once believing that Long John Silver’s was “seafood.”

  8. February 8, 2013 3:47 pm

    I’ll need some wine to forget the melodies currently invading my mind grapes.

    • February 10, 2013 4:03 pm

      I think the Spider-Man & Friends song I offered up last time would’ve been a better choice for selling cheap wine.

  9. February 8, 2013 4:35 pm

    I just commented about Soave Bolla over on the original post, but I could have waxed nostalgic about Blue Nun – neither one of which will leave near the stains of a Riunite Lambrusco or even a Yago Sangria.

    • February 10, 2013 4:07 pm

      I have not heard of a single one of those drinks/stains. College for me was far less sophisticated than drink names resembling Italian operas.

      • February 10, 2013 4:12 pm

        Were it not for stains, I’m not sure I’d remember much of anything of my college days….grad school – that’s where the memories are…

      • February 10, 2013 4:14 pm

        The Stains of My College Years. Sounds like an excellent title for a memoir.

      • February 10, 2013 4:18 pm

        You thought of it first – so you have dibs.

      • February 10, 2013 4:32 pm

        You’re too good to me.

      • February 10, 2013 4:44 pm

        as far as your college memories/stains, I understand now – your ids-kay are ooking-lay at your og-blay

      • February 10, 2013 4:50 pm

        And they’re saying, “Look at the pretty pictures! What does the alphabet have to do with them?”

      • February 10, 2013 4:50 pm

        I KNEW it!

      • February 10, 2013 4:51 pm

        For heaven’s sakes, don’t let them see Uncle 1 Point’s blog today – there’s a picture of a coffee cup with a butt on it!

  10. February 8, 2013 6:42 pm

    My husband John and I spent our honeymoon visiting lovely inns throughout New England. They were all beautiful. Except for one. It was called the Morse Lodge Inn. When we arrived, it was actually called the Morse Lodge Inn and Motel. Out behind the Inn part that was described as “Just like the Newhart show” were little individual shacks.

    The menu stated: “We proudly serve Reunite”

    Thanks, Angie, for taking me back to when I was young enough to drink it, but old enough to know that there was no way in hell I would.

    • February 10, 2013 4:11 pm

      That is a fantastic story, Elyse. I’m thinking Larry, his brother Daryl and his other brother Daryl were your bellboys.

      Let me guess, the breakfast menu stated, “We proudly serve General Foods International Coffee.”

      • February 10, 2013 5:42 pm

        Not that I recall. But we were on our honeymoon and we had an antique bed with box springs that were literally metal springs. LOUD metal springs.

        I think that Inn (I mean Inn and motel deserves its own post…

        And I’ve missed you. Come back Dorothy! Come back!

      • February 18, 2013 8:35 pm

        I’m still really “gone” from WordPress even though right now I’m “here.” I can’t explain what’s going on but I feel allergic to blogging these days. Hopefully there’s a cure.

        Loud metal springs. Wow.

      • February 19, 2013 7:52 pm

        Well, I do hope you come back to Blogdom (Blogdumb?), but only when you’re up for it. It is such a time sucker. I start to cool on it and then I get ticked off about something and start up another post.

        Hope life is good.

  11. February 8, 2013 6:52 pm

    Riunite must have been so nice. On ice. Riunite. Nice. MAKE IT STOP.

  12. February 8, 2013 6:58 pm

    You make me happy with your posts. The Riunite jingle I sang yesterday while I perused the wine section of Walgreen’s. Yes, they had an enormous bottle of Riunite for $5, next to the Orson Welles’ Gallo. Both top drawer products. You can’t hear this jingle without swaying in delight–and giving her props for recycling what was clearly a bridesmaid dress. BTW, the song “Reunited” was on one of the many cassette collections I bought off tv for $19.95, and I had to fast forward through “Sad Eyes” to get to it. This video is a delight. I had never before witnessed her cornrows, her Ja-pan fan, her hot flashes, how they sing joined together like Siamese twins until she kneels down to simulate oral sex. It is all too awesome for words!

    • February 10, 2013 4:30 pm

      Aw, thanks Kerbey. And of course Reunited was part of a compilation album sold on TV. I could’ve guessed that. Time Life Books’ Sounds of the 70s or, my favorite, AM Gold would not be complete without a digitally remastered recording of Reunited.

      I can’t believe you were able to tie the fan to hot flashes. It like you just broke the Da Vinci code or something. Well done.

  13. February 8, 2013 8:27 pm

    Yes, Riunite. A good wine to offer your date when you wanted her to think you were too good for Boone’s Farm.

    • February 10, 2013 4:26 pm

      Ha! Perfect. Serve it in one of those plastic wine flutes with the detachable stem and you’re really dressed for success.

  14. February 9, 2013 6:20 am

    I want to thank you from the bottom of my frozen-blizzard-y heart, Angie. As I sit here, wind howling, shingles on our roof blowing off (true story) waiting for this Snowmageddon to pass, I’ve found a dim ray of hope, a beacon of light amongst the storm. And that is: the Riunite commercial.

    First off–what in the hell are they rubbing in the first few frames? I thought it was a horse. Then after viewing it several more times, I’ve decided it’s a giant wild boar. So romantic. Second–why does that mustached guy resemble every bad porn star in the history of the world? Not that I’ve ever seen porn. Ha! Oh, noooo….not me.
    Third: I laughed out loud SEVERAL times at your writing. For realz. You have the power to do that to me. I recommend you somehow harness this power and solve all the world’s problems. Or just break open a bottle of Riunite and get drunk. I leave this choice up to you.

    • February 9, 2013 10:58 am

      True story. I went to a trivia contest last night at a local fraternal lodge (yes, there are parts of the country where people are still going about their business, unhampered by 3 feet of snow. Sorry.) and when I asked for a glass of Muscato, the bartender dragged out a huge, honkin’ bottle of Riunite! I haven’t had that since I-don’t-know-when. It has to mean something, don’t you think?

      • February 10, 2013 3:57 pm

        Was Peaches and/or Herb performing at the lodge at that very moment? Because then I’d worry you were in the midst of some type of universe convergence.

        Riunite served at a local fraternal lodge in Anytown, Illinois. Why does this not surprise me?

    • February 10, 2013 4:23 pm

      Yes, the rubbing of the bronzed boar’s head — a classic travelers tradition while visiting Milan or simply while plastered on trashy wine. It’s said to increase fertility of course.

      Thank you for your nice comment, DarDar. It means the world to me that you think highly enough of my blog post about Riunite to want to put me in charge of solving real problems. Like what kind of Riunite should be paired with Domino’s.

  15. February 9, 2013 9:22 am

    I wouldn’t call this redundant. More like the perfect pairing–kind of like Riunite and Kraft cheese slices.

    • February 10, 2013 3:51 pm

      Riunite paired with Kraft cheese slices might be the greatest food marriage since Bugles met Easy Cheese.

  16. February 9, 2013 5:14 pm

    Re-u-nee-tee, re-u-nee-teeeee! I think the Reunited video should get the award for worst use of a fan as a prop. Also, the acting in that vodep is fabulously awful. I don’t like you, pooh, oh hey let’s almost make-out on stage.

    • February 9, 2013 5:15 pm

      video. Vodep may make as much sense.

      • February 10, 2013 3:44 pm

        I really thought you had just invented a word. You could’ve just went with it and I’d find you all the more brilliant.

    • February 10, 2013 3:48 pm

      Didn’t people in the ’80s put those on their walls? Like mega-sized versions of those leaf-shaped fans? Seems like the Golden Girls should’ve had one hanging on their wall to match the bamboo furniture.

      • February 10, 2013 5:38 pm

        Oh, fer sure! I remember having these glittered up masks on my wall. They were all the rage. Weird.

  17. classynevertrashy permalink
    February 10, 2013 1:05 pm

    Reblogged this on You're Royal Highnesses Blog. and commented:
    This. Is. Great.

    • February 10, 2013 3:43 pm

      Thank you. That is most classy of you.

      • classynevertrashy permalink
        February 10, 2013 3:45 pm

        Forever trying to be!

  18. February 12, 2013 1:22 am

    Thank you. My life is now complete.
    Thank you.

  19. Lori permalink
    April 18, 2013 3:25 pm

    Always late to the party but thanks for reminding me of our college Reunited/Riunite discussions. And thanks for making me feel old. Everything’s so hazy. Or was that the air?

  20. Tasha permalink
    May 20, 2013 9:04 pm

    I found this because i kept asking my husband if he had ever heard the reunite commercial from the 80’s that had the song for reunited as the background….He kept saying no. I didn’t realize that I did the same thing and combined the two. Hilarious!!!! Thanks for this… it cracked me up!

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