Friday, March 30, 2012
First, win it, then tell me what you'll do with it
If you've worked where most employees are under-valued & under-paid, like a large retail store, you know what the lottery is about. You sit in the break room at lunchtime & the conversations are "I'm gonna do this & I'm gonna buy that." The winning numbers are announced & for a couple of days people talk about other stuff. Then it starts all over again.
Thursday, March 29, 2012
I don't know anything about outlaw bikers except what I read in Hunter S. Thompson's book or seen in movies & on TV.
Here, in a gallery of remarkable photographs that were shot for LIFE but never ran in the magazine, Ray and Bride recall their days and nights spent with Buzzard, Hambone, Big D, and other Angels (as well as their equally tough “old ladies”).
I used to, on occasion, encounter outlaw bikers from The Breed & The Pagans in, of all places, Dunkin' Donuts, when I was traveling late at night to & from the Jersey shore on roads like Route 9 & 34. They were totally uninterested in guys like me. I just sat at the counter next to them, drinking coffee, minding my own business.
Back then those roads were lightly used late nights & passed through long stretches of misty corn fields & dark pine woods. They were wonderful driving experiences in summer, windows down, the added time from not taking the Garden State Parkway well worth it. I'm sure even outlaw bikers appreciated it.
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Rich & Scruggs
Adrienne Rich, one of the towering poets of more-or-less my parents' generation who made young poets feel we were fated to be forever lightweights by comparison, which was largely true. A radical feminist intellectual, she could be a tough read for men, but her views were consistent across the board, on war, violence, economic justice.
Earl Scruggs, the incomparable bluegrass musician who perfected the 3-finger picking style on the banjo. In the Sixties, famous for the Flatt & Scruggs partnership ("The Ballad of Jed Clampett"), he refused to acknowledge any musical or political barriers between the conservative country music establishment around the Grand Old Opry & the younger generation of folk singers & folk-rockers. He moved freely between them. He played with other master musicians like Ravi Shankar.
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Young Black men are killed by other Black men. Some of these young Black men are involved in criminal activities & murdered by competitors or as revenge killings. But others are killed for being in the wrong place at the wrong time, sometimes in their own neighborhoods. They are killed in cases of mistaken identities, killed as collateral casualties in gang assassinations or robberies of businesses. Sometimes they are killed for no apparent reason at all except some psychopath or paths wanted to kill someone. If you're a young Black man (or woman) in Newark or my city or a number of cities around here, a high school or college student trying to mind his own business & you anger a gangbanger for some reason, perhaps some unintended show of disrespect, even indifference, or are considered weak for trying to avoid gang influences & scenes, you could be in big trouble. Or maybe you're just in a convenience store buying a soft drink when a guy walks in with a gun & kills you because you're standing between him & the clerk & the cash resister.
Over the past year there has been a growing recognition of a need for citizen anti-violence activism in Jersey's cities. Ironically, part of this activism must include neighborhood watch groups like the one George Zimmerman claimed to be representing, but with strict rules, no direct confrontation of suspicious activities & persons, & of course no weapons. An immediate goal is to pressure local police to respond to reports of possible criminal activity rather than the all-too-common unwritten policy of waiting for it to actually occur before acting.
All well & good that East Orange NJ city council passed a resolution calling for justice for Trayvon Martin. Can't hurt. As long as it doesn't distract from justice for innocent victims of violent crime in East Orange.
*Mayor Mike Bloomberg thinks he's the Premier of the Five United Boroughs of Sovereign New York City & its surrounding vassal counties. Except when he needs help from Albany or Washington. Then he's as All-American as a slice from Joe's Pizza on Carmine.
Monday, March 26, 2012
Do You Wanna Dance?
The opening cut of "Do You Wanna Dance" is brilliant. The Bobby Freeman original was one of the few Fifties songs you'd hear at parties in the mid-Sixties, & this over-the-top version supplanted it (Plus Dance, Dance, Dance, the side one closer & also a hit single). Dancing at private parties among friends, especially in backyards dimly lit by strings of Christmas lights, was far more uninhibited & ecstatic than at public dances & record "hops." Brian captures it. I have non-specific memories of arriving at a house at twilight, hearing music blaring from the back yard (some improvised loudspeaker system), smelling the hot dogs & hamburgers, walking up the driveway. Usually some big guy or two hanging around there who'd nod you past. Crashers were always a concern, their bad vibes could kill a party in ten minutes. You couldn't make a grand entry into these parties, they were bathed in perpetual dusk, crowded & noisy, mysterious at first; you slid into them.
Sunday, March 25, 2012
Friday, March 23, 2012
I've worn XL hoodies on & off since high school, when it was a skateboarder thing, a practical protection against elbow scrapes. Around 1990 the XL hoodie became my cool weather outer garment of choice. Plain hoodies are cheap. XL are very comfortable, shrink little if washed warm not hot, it's like wearing a blanket. The only non-comfort reason I have for the hoodie is that in the semi-urban areas in which I've resided in Linden, Rahway & Elizabeth, when I go out after dark, it does feel secure to pull that hood up so the occasional opportunistic predator passing through the neighborhood can't see I'm a defenseless-looking older guy while he has time to make up his mind about demanding my wallet. Some people no doubt think my hoodie is silly, but my sister is only person who ever objected to my wearing it.
In her upper middle class neighborhood, she didn't like it when I'd wear my hoodie while walking in broad daylight down the hill to a deli where I'd usually sit out front at a picnic table drinking coffee, picking at a large muffin & reading an exotic Allentown PA newspaper the deli used to carry (maybe humming the only Billy Joel song I like), looking for all the world I like I belonged there, which I felt I did. People said hello to me. I'd see beat up pickups & Bentleys in the small deli lot at the same time. A George Zimmerman type might have resided around there. There weren't any African-Americans, not even household help so far as I could tell, because there was no way to get there by public transit. The idea of a young black guy walking down the middle of the road in that neighborhood for any purpose was so outlandish that residents, upon seeing me - if I had the hood up, which I usually didn't, were likely more piqued than alarmed. Who is that guy? Well, I think most of them knew I was a brother visiting his slightly nutty sister in the house halfway up the hill. As a white man, I could have walked around that neighborhood in a Star Trek uniform or probably even in drag with a five day beard & live goldfish in my clear plastic platform heels & no one would have done anything.
The only time I encountered a George Zimmerman type, the confrontation wasn't racially motivated. He was simply a guy who took it upon himself to "protect" what needed no protection, & probably all his adult life had been looking for a justification to shoot someone & get away with it. It was on a rural, public road in the Ramapo Mountains in North Jersey while I was attending college & residing in the area. I was strolling with some friends. all of us white in our early twenties, on a nice summer day - not the only strollers on this attractive road, which I would call semi-paved. I wasn't wearing a hoodie. There were a few scattered homes on the road, not cheap houses, obviously privacy mattered to those people & they had some money. We came upon the foundation of a house that had burned down, all the remaining superstructure removed. One friend suggested that if she examined the foundation plan, she might have an idea of how the entire house had looked. So we sat on the foundation wall, our feet dangling into the former basement. Out of the trees on the other side of the ruin appeared a man carrying what I was pretty certain was a shotgun. He didn't didn't look like a redneck. Without putting the gun to his shoulder, he sort of jabbed it in our direction & yelled at us to get off the property. I too stunned to be afraid, so I yelled back, "Is this your property?" He shouted, "I'm in charge of protecting it." I didn't believe that for an instant, but sensibly we got up & walked quickly up the road.
Thursday, March 22, 2012
The sea organ of Zadar
Also, the people I know who love lot's of different kinds of music tend to ask themselves why they don't like something at first. Music comes in innumerable different languages, from different cultures & creative philosophies. Often it's a problem of not knowing enough of the language of that music. I know people who grew up around jazz & jazz musicians. It was natural to their ears. I had to work at it over a period of years. One of the big "shifts" in my comprehension occurred when I encountered (in the classroom) cultures where music was inseparable from spirituality, & spirituality inseparable from the routines of daily life. The idea that music could exist by & for itself was unknown, yet these cultures didn't seem deprived to me.
So Maggie just ought to say "F*ck you" to the guy, or whatever the British equivalent.
Monday, March 19, 2012
Its modesty is a ruse
When Dylan claimed he had always been "rock & roll," I gave his first LP a listen, concluded there was some truth to Dylan's statement. He wasn't all rock & roll, but it was present in some of the music & certainly in attitude. By then I could also recognize how much the album had gone against the slick pop-folk of its era. Of course it didn't sell. Its modesty is a ruse. Dylan's version of "Pretty Peggy-O" became a favorite.
* Joe's judgment made no sense. He wasn't a folk music purist & neither was Dylan. Joe was a contrarian. Which is fine if you hook up with some contrarian girls. Me, I wanted to go to a prom.
Sunday, March 18, 2012
Saturday, March 17, 2012
Happy St. Patrick's Day
Friday, March 16, 2012
The dope didn't take the deal
Ravi guilty on all counts in webcam spying trial
NEW BRUNSWICK — The deal was on the table months ago.
Plead guilty, prosecutors told Dharun Ravi, and you likely won’t go to prison.
Ravi, charged in a first-of-its-kind prosecution linking invasion of privacy to a hate crime, rebuffed the offer, opting to take his chances with a jury.
Today, in a New Brunswick courtroom filled to overflow, the 20-year-old Plainsboro man learned the consequence of his choice as a jury forewoman spoke his fate.
Guilty of invading the privacy of his Rutgers University roommate, Tyler Clementi, by using a webcam to remotely spy on an intimate tryst between Clementi and an older man. Three days after that encounter in September 2010, the distraught teen leaped to his death from the George Washington Bridge, catapulting the case into the national spotlight.
Guilty of witness tampering, hindering apprehension and tampering with evidence.
Most significant, guilty of bias intimidation, a second-degree felony indicating Ravi targeted Clementi because he was gay and knew his actions would hurt him.
In a precedent-setting verdict that legal experts and advocates say draws a firm line against bullying and harassment in a wired world, the jury convicted Ravi of 15 counts that could land him in prison for a decade. He also faces the possibility of deportation to his native India, from which he legally emigrated as a child.
In December, the Middlesex County Prosecutor’s Office offered him a plea bargain including probation, 600 hours of community service and an offer to help avoid deportation, but Ravi, rejected it. His attorney said he rejected it because he is innocent.
He either received bad legal advice or, my guess, he got good legal advice & didn't take it. He should have taken the plea bargain. I would have said, "Kid, you don't seem to understand, but they're going to try to make you the LAST teenager in Jersey who pulls a nasty stunt like this. You alone are Tyler Clementi's justice. He'll have buildings named after him, concert halls. Your own justice, whatever you imagine that to be, doesn't figure into this at all. You are the message. You can be that message working in a homeless shelter or hospice & become a nobody, or be that message in a packed courtroom, Dharun Somebody, & go to jail, where saying you're heterosexual is an old joke, & from jail you'll be transferred to the I.C.E. detainment center next to the airport."
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Thursday, March 15, 2012
We will never convince Afghans that we are not at war against Islam. Who is the enemy when a United States soldier creepy crawls through homes like a follower of Charles Manson & murders people in their beds? These were Afghans in a supposed "secured" area.
It won't do to psychologically profile the crazy soldier as a complete anomaly. When a soldier is posted to combat areas four times, suffers a physical brain trauma, has his marriage fall apart, & our military psych fitness screeners still don't pick up on something awry in the guy's head, stamp MAJOR FAIL somewhere on the process. How many other disturbed solders have gotten though it?
President Obama still has not given us a lucid purpose for our Afghanistan campaign, or clear picture of what constitutes American success. It seems more or less a continuation of whatever President George W. Bush had in mind.
How big is Afghanistan? Here's a page that overlays Afghanistan on five sections of The United States. Keep in mind that only some parts of America are rugged as Afghanistan.
The Afghan people, except for some warlords & corrupt Karzai government officials, are done cooperating with us. Karzai wants us to pull back to our major bases from our many outposts. Those outposts were our ground tactics for securing areas from the Taliban.
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
So who won? President Eisenhower put a name to the winners: The Military-Industrial Complex, a loose global consortium of corporations & various government defense & security agencies that controls every major government in the world. Individual crazies want to wipe Israel off the face of the Earth & bomb Iran back to the Bronze Age, but these end game war scenarios are dangerous & unprofitable. The long war with no clear winner is the ideal now.
The other thing was how easy it was to create visual images in the minds of radio listeners, using the cheesiest effects. If you play a recording of ocean surf & seagulls in the background & say you're broadcasting from the Jersey shore, everyone knows it's a fake, but they'll see beach & gulls anyway. Listeners have no reason to resist seeing it. I'd test it on myself. & since few listeners have ever seen the DJ/host, changing your voice changes whatever image they have of you. I had a very authentic sounding gravel voiced guy from Bayonne I brought on from time to time. His name was Gregory Ginzouac. Using sound to fool with visual images kept me interested in radio during weeks when I really felt like smoking a joint, kicking back & playing Neil Young for three hours & to hell with "free form."
Sunday, March 11, 2012
The Last Cruise of the Love Boat
One of the most famous cruise ships of the modern era, the former Pacific Princess, is heading to the scrapyard, according to Italy's La Repubblica.The ship is tiny by today's standards. & contemporary, informal "free style" cruises on giant cruise ships don't encourage the busy-body, gossipy relationship situations that were the staple of plots on The Love Boat - there were three stories in every show. Also, you're no longer expected to pack evening clothes to attend the final night Captain's Gala Dinner/dance. Or maybe you are, but hardly anyone thinks that's cool anymore & actually goes. One of the few reasons I wanted to be wealthy was so I could own a tux & have occasions to wear it. (On The Love Boat, formal attire was worn in the ship nightclub.)
The news outlet says the 40-year-old vessel, recognizable to millions of Americans as the "Love Boat" of 1970s television, has been sold to a Turkish demolition company for just over 2.5 million euro -- about $3.3 million at current exchange rates.
But The Love Boat was sort of the era's Dancing With the Stars, a place where fading movie & TV stars & other assorted celebrities gathered for paychecks - definitely easier than DWTS. The Love Boat signed up these guest stars literally by the hundreds for cruises on The Pacific Princess (although only the two TV movie pilots were actually filmed on cruise ships). So many stars (check out this one intro, Elke Sommer is a totally hot 40 year old), so much love, the disco beat & trumpet intro to the cool theme song that pulled everyone into the living room to see the guest star mug shots inside the porthole, & Ted Lange mixing tropical cocktails as "Your Bartender." I'm bereft.
Saturday, March 10, 2012
A little more Limberger
In 2007, when Imus referred to the Rutgers women's basketball team as "some nappy-headed hos," I admit I gave thought as to whether that remark was worth more than a sincere in-person apology & a suspension. It was an impulsive remark (hardly the I-man's first racist crack), & I also believed if Imus met & liked Coach Stringer & the team, he's the kind of person who could do a complete turnabout, fess up to his insult, & they would have no better supporter in the media. Imus' insult was not politically-motivated. I decided however it played out would be o.k. with me, even if Imus were fired.
Limbaugh was different. He went at Sandra Fluke for three days, with the same defamatory comments. This was not improvisational shock jock comedy gone wrong. It was a deliberate, calculated, libelous attack on a private citizen's integrity & reputation in an attempt to discredit a federal policy on health insurance.
Thursday, March 08, 2012
The March '62 Nor'easter
OI course, I didn't see it in person as it occurred. If I had a car & drivers license, nothing except a police blockade could have kept me away at least from the Raritan bayshore. Although all the tidal estuaries that extend far into North Jersey felt & showed the impact.
The storm was a big deal for me for several reasons. First, my impressionable age. Second, the extent of the damage, apparent as it was happening even though TV news didn't have anywhere near the mobile capacities it introduced in the Seventies. Third, the storm was not a hurricane, or even the fiercest of nor'easters. It did what it did by stalling offshore & pounding the coast for three days. Fourth, my dad decided a week later to visit my grandmother in Atlantic City to see how she was doing. We knew she was fine. She had close relatives nearby. Dad actually wanted a look at the destruction.
Nana resided on the third floor of a small building a long block from the boardwalk on Pacific Ave. near California Ave., within sight of the Ritz-Carlton. The doctor offices on the first floor had flooded out, the street still had large amounts of debris, including some appliances Nana had seen floating down the street. She had a view from her window partway up Belmont Ave. & claimed to to have seen waves breaking. I doubted that one, as the boardwalk would have busted the power of the breakers. Atlantic City didn't get the worst of it. Other boardwalks were ripped up end to end, The barrier islands lost thousands of houses, severely damaged, wave & wind wrecked or washed away altogether. Hair-raising stories from narrow Long Beach Island, nearly the entire island underwater, residents trapped, the storm punched a new inlet through to the bay as successive high tides piled up more water on the ocean side, pushing it into the back bays before low tide could drain the previous high tide. But Atlantic City got it bad enough, especially at the northeast inlet end. That part of the boardwalk was splinters & pilings. It was there I saw a tall apartment building with a brightly multi-colored wall; going closer, the multi-colors became wallpapers on inside walls of apartments, toilets & even a few bathtups sticking out into air. It was impressive. There were a number of similarly wrecked buildings. The mid-section of the Steel Pier washed away when a barge crashed into it, destroying the Diving Horse part & leaving the theater part stranded (I don't recall if it had been repaired by that summer, but the front part of the Pier was open),
So it wasn't difficult to take what I did see & apply it to the remainder of Jersey's coast & get a reasonably accurate sense of the storm's massive destruction.
We've had some pretty strong ocean storms since. The worst, I think, was Hurricane Irene last summer, but that was an inland flooding event. My dad predicted another like '62 within 20 years. But he remembered the Great Atlantic Hurricane of 1944 & the storm surge generated by the 1938 New England Hurricane as it passed close offshore. Jersey's beaches are better protected by beach replenishment & dunes. We have built too much - far more than existed in '62, & no storm has sat offshore for five consecutive high tides. If that happens again, we'll see.
There are hundreds of photos & articles online. Here's an Asbury Park Press picture gallery & an Atlantic City picture gallery.
A Facebook friend commented that Jersey Shore is "overdue for another 'cleansing'." I'm not certain of that anymore. I have no desire for Jersey's boardwalks to be ripped to pieces, that's not "cleansing." The most detestable developments are on the bays & estuaries - I've seen them built on sand islands I was certain nobody owned much less could get approval from the NJ Dept. of Environmental Protection to develop. I think it would take a fifteen foot storm surge at high tide or three consecutive high tides with no draining to do any significant damage to them.The '62 storm was so unusually slow-moving it caught the old salts by surprise. In time, over the next century, barring a quick switch to global cooling, rising ocean levels will gradually push barrier island inhabitants back to the mainland & cause frequent damaging flooding in bayside developments. Then shore communities will have to do what many Jersey river communities are beginning to do: purchase & rip down flood prone houses & return the land to flood plain.
It'll be Barack in New Jersey
New Jerseyans traditionally separate national from state politics. We don't even pay much attention to our senators & congressional reps, all of them low profile in D.C. Democrats have a voter registration advantage & better Get Out the Vote machinery. Independent voters in Jersey are mostly centrist; independent women voters are white & educated & generally not sympathetic toward right wing "values" appeals, or cutbacks in health care & education. African-American & Latino voters will be charged up to reelect President Obama, the Latinos also in support of Senator Robert Menendez, both of whom will carry huge majorities out of Jersey's urban areas.
President Obama will make a few public campaign appearances here when he's in Jersey for fund-raising. Hillary & Bill Clinton will campaign for Obama & Menendez (who endorsed Hillary in 2008). Both Clintons remain very popular with the Democratic Party base, & Bill can still excite a crowd of college students & look perfectly at ease in a Black Baptist church.
A February 29 Quinnipiac University Poll has Obama leading Romney 49% to 39% in NJ. With Gov. Christie on the ticket as VP, Obama still leads 49% to 43%, so Christie takes no support already given to Obama away from the President. With or without Christie, white women vote Democratic 55% to 35%, Since Romney has to concede New York & Connecticut, those dreary numbers, although changeable, do not invite a heavy Republican investment of money in the expensive New York City media market, which reaches 2/3rds of Jersey voters. Christie, whether or not he's the VP candidate, won't be campaigning much in Jersey either. He'll be dispatched to Ohio, PA, Virginia, & other potential blue to red pickups.
Wednesday, March 07, 2012
Shorty Rogers & Andre Previn - Collaboration (1954)
An unusual "concept" album by two of America's most talented & versatile musicians. On side one, Shorty Rogers arranges three standards & Andre Previn contributes three originals based on those standards (a common be bop practice). Side two is reversed, Previn does the standards, Rogers the originals. I like side two a little better as it plays more to the strengths of the two. But the album is really good. The band Rogers assembled, a nonet, was comprised of young, first rate West Coast players. Collaboration is a fine example of the West Coast sound, inaccurately called "cool."
Bass - Joe Mondragon or Curtis Counce
Drums - Shelly Manne
Guitar - Al Hendrickson
Piano - André Previn
Saxophone [Alto], -- Bud Shank
Saxophone [Baritone] - Jimmy Giuffre
Saxophone [Tenor, Soprano] - Bob Cooper
Trombone - Milt Bernhart
Trumpet - Shorty Rogers
Cover art by Jim Flora.
Monday, March 05, 2012
53 smears in 7 minutes
If you find this defensible, I want to hear how. It can't even be apologized for. Rush Limbaugh is a 61 year old man, wealthy enough to have a private jet, on his fourth marriage (no children), obviously deeply conflicted about sex, with weird fantasies about women at a Catholic university, & cruelly misogynistic. Look at his facial expressions, his hand gestures, hear his chortles & snorts. Women disgust him. Sandra Fluke can defend herself against Rush, with fine legal representation & a $5 million defamation of character suit, given her prospects for a lucrative career as a Georgetown Law graduate.
Limbaugh can't be forced off the air altogether. But if enough national & local market advertisers withdraw their air spots, Limbaugh's show can become unprofitable in a major market like New York City no matter how large the audience, & could be dropped by WABC.
Sunday, March 04, 2012
Lake Hopatcong NJ
Saturday, March 03, 2012
ICE agents don't need the cooperation of illegal immigrants to solve neighborhood crime. The crimes of being in the United States illegally, or being illegally employed, are very low priorities for urban police forces, & should be. Local police need illegal immigrants to come forward when they witness or are victims of violent crime. Already suspicious of police - they come from countries where local police are corrupt, or worse, have been used by brutal regimes to crush political dissent, they will not cooperate if the consequence is being arrested & tossed in an ICE detainment facility/prison. Simple as that.
My own views on immigration were centrist & even leaned Bush Republican until it became wrong to have any compassion for immigrants or want to offer them a path toward citizenship that wouldn't uproot them all & destroy their families. Now my views are considered radical.
Thursday, March 01, 2012
|Davy Jones & Frank Zappa|
The Monkees TV show was aimed at a slightly younger audience than me. I thought it was good show whenever I had a chance to watch it. I really liked them as a comedy team. But I wasn't hanging around the house much evenings. Probably watched it most often at girlfriend Karen's, who had younger sisters susceptible to Davy Jones' charms. You could say The Beatles were the Monkees for my age group, the model, & the industry looked for the "next Beatles" for decades afterward. By Sept. 1966, The Beatles were a mature group with very little teenybopper appeal. Although the idea of a manufactured Beatlesque band didn't appeal much to me, "Last Train to Clarksville" was an outstanding debut single.* It was difficult to think of it as The Monkees rather than Mickey Dolenz & studio musicians. But the British music invasion had brought silly groups like Gerry & The Pacemakers, Herman's Hermits, & Freddy & the Dreamers. The initial image of the Beatles with those collarless suits & neat haircuts was manufactured.
The Monkees did a great service by exposing the fact that many bands routinely used studio musicians, by choice or ordered to do so by the record label to save time & money & make records better. It was more cost effective to hire an expensive group of studio cats like The Wrecking Crew for a few hours or days than to let inexperienced bands diddle around in the studio for weeks. The weakness of The Monkees was that the four members had almost nothing in common musically & never would have formed a band independently (How many albums did Blind Faith record?). They were glued together only when they were united in fighting for more control over their recordings. Once they got it, they began squabbling over what to do with the control.
Michael Nesmith was a polished musician & competent songwriter. But more to the reality of The Monkees, only Davy Jones saw himself as an "entertainer," meaning he knew he was in show business & would do whatever it required. Oddly, this gave him more in common with James Brown than with Buffalo Springfield & The Byrds. When the four Monkees were cast, Davy most fit the need. He had the acting experience & the singing experience. He was a really good front man because he knew how to play the part, knew it was a part. Reminded me of Eddie Brigati in The Rascals.
* Strangely, my 19 tear old sister bought the first Monkees LP. I don't think she had purchased an album since The Beach Boys Today in 1965. Someone bought the great Beach Boys lp & it wasn't me. I viewed her very much as a pre-Beatles, American Bandstand in Philly sort of person. But she'd had a definite weakness for Teen Idols at age 13, apparently she still had it.