There was a time, back in the mid '80s, when one of the big debates in pop music was who would emerge as the next big superstar, Madonna or Cyndi Lauper?
You are correct, sir. She's not gay, and it was her then-husband who dreamed up linking her with professional wrestlers, resulting in Captain Lou Albano playing her father in the landmark "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun" video, an appearance at Wrestlemania, and Hulk Hogan escorting her onstage when she won a Grammy for Best New Artist. She tired of the stunt, and the friction led to their divorce.
Brash women like Ethel Merman, Bette Midler, Madonna and Cyndi Lauper are adored by as many gay men as straight men. Not being gay, I don't have the slightest idea why.
Long before Britney Spears' "Touch of My Hand," the Divinyls' "I Touch Myself," Toni Braxton's "You're Making Me High" and Tweet's "Oh My," Cyndi Lauper recorded the first paean to female autoeroticism to hit the Top 40. Within the lyrics of "She Bop," what was the weapon of choice to get her motor running? Blueboy magazine, the premier gay skin mag at the time.
I loved that song, especially that hot synth beat. Then I saw the video in which she goes blind. Wondering what in the world was going on, I listened to the lyrics, and decoded it. Doggone it.