Category: Music

Patrick Cowley, another one snatched from us far too soon…

This would always get Dennis and I on the dance floor. We'd do a little country swing thing to it during that one particularly twangy break.

There was Grace. Miss Grace Jones.

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Hott City's Ain't Love Grand was the first LP that my friend Steve ever gave me, and while the rest of my vinyl was sold or went to friends and family during "the '87 purge," this was one of less than a handful^* of records to remain in my possession all these years—possibly because of the sentimental value attached to it and the fact it was pressed on white vinyl.

^*I believe the other two were Donna Summer's Once Upon a Time and the original Star Wars soundtrack.

One of my all time favorites.

Song has some potentially NSFW parts, so if you're at work, HEADPHONES ONLY!

"There was a moment when their faces blossomed into the sweetest happiness, however—when everyone came together in a single lovely communion that was the reason they did all they did; and that occurred around six-thirty in the morning, when they took off their sweat-soaked T-shirts and screamed because Patty Jo had begun to sing: 'Make me believe in you, show me that love can be true.' By then the air was half-nauseating with the stale stench of poppers, broken and dropped on the floor after their fumes had been sucked into the heart, and the odor of sweat, and ethyl chloride from the rags they clamped between their teeth, holding their friends' arms to keep from falling. The people on downs were hardly able to move, and the others rising from the couches where they had been sprawled like martyrs who had given up their souls to Christ pushed onto the floor and united in the cries of animal joy because Patty Jo had begun to sing in her metallic, unreal voice those signal words: 'Make me believe in you, show me that love can be true.'" ~ Andrew Holleran, Dancer from the Dance