He revels in Academia

I was reading this 1927 book the other day- - Twilight Sleep by Edith Wharton- - and one of the characters had like, this To-do list of things and it would usually point out to an Eurythmics event.
“You know,” I mused to no one but myself, “Who would´ve thought of Edith Wharton as an Annie Lennox buff?”

Of course it took me like, ages, to do the proper math and figure out the 50-year-plus paradox, then go browse the dictionary for “eurythmics”, which what do you know, is a word after all...