That lady from my past is five-foot-four.
She has solved her homelessness situation by moving in with an old girlfriend in a New Jersey suburb of New York just down the road from where she grew up. She's found a number of gigs for her fiddle work in the New York area, so she seems to be happy.
Life takes some strange paths.
It all started when a couple of writers sat down at a strip club in Toronto where a dancer was a bit more imaginative than usual earning her Canadian dollars in her G-string. They wrote a script about a girl creatively dancing away her inhibitions at a bar, minus the stripping, and changed the locale to Pittsburgh. Now came the hard part – convincing studio executives that there was in fact a national trend in this type of dancing and they were just following the trend. The film was well into production by the time the executives found they had been scammed. But to everyone’s surprise, the film took off and became one of the definitive chick flicks of the Eighties, even though it’s a terrible film and poorly photographed. This song went all the way to #1 this week. It’s really catchy.
Irene Cara: “Flashdance”
And so we end one week of music history 30 years ago. See you tomorrow night! Cue the Rockumentary theme!
San Remo Golden Strings: “Festival Time”