I remembering now that Jeff and I used to carpool to the PVP for rehearsals of R&J (summer of 1977?). He drove some big red boat, hunched over the wheel like a little old lady, blinding the oncoming cars with his highbeams and offering a running commentary on....everything.
He used to recite verbatim some campy Bette Midler routine about perfoming "in The Brown Room high atop Swingo's Celebrity Motor Lodge". I have yet to track down the actual thing, but his eclectic fascination with the Divine Miss M seemed way ahead of the usual HS pursuits.
Likewise his out of the blue comment that he wished he was related to Tina Turner, so that he could hang out on tour with her, see the world and watch her dance on her fantastic legs.
He was so sincere in his esoteric interests that none of it seemed calculated. And it broadened my view of the world beyond just following the late 70's Steeler dynasty.
He used to recite verbatim some campy Bette Midler routine about perfoming "in The Brown Room high atop Swingo's Celebrity Motor Lodge". I have yet to track down the actual thing, but his eclectic fascination with the Divine Miss M seemed way ahead of the usual HS pursuits.
Likewise his out of the blue comment that he wished he was related to Tina Turner, so that he could hang out on tour with her, see the world and watch her dance on her fantastic legs.
He was so sincere in his esoteric interests that none of it seemed calculated. And it broadened my view of the world beyond just following the late 70's Steeler dynasty.
posted by Tim at 7:03 PM
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