Category: Music

Another song forever associated with a boy I dated back in the day.

Two things remind me of Brian Butcher: this song and a patchwork suede jacket I bought from the clothing store he was working in at the time. The last photo I have of him dates from 1982 (the one above is from 1979). We lost touch shortly thereafter and last I'd heard he'd relocated to Southern California. I often wonder if he's still among the living, and if so, where life has taken him.

The trouble with having dated men with fairly common names is that even in the age of the Internets it's impossible to track them down. Probably a good thing, come to think of it…

This was the first disco record I ever bought. Zip's Records on University Avenue in Tucson, Arizona. February 1977.

Of course, the album cover shown in the video above was way too risqué back then, so it was issued in the States with this art instead:

"She even let me leave my cowboy boots on." Heh.

In honor of the passing of Andrea True, age 68:

Some days I feel ancient.

Available in English…

And French!

This was one of those songs that prompted my mom to stick her head in my bedroom door and ask, "What is that? I like it!"

One of the rarest and most sought-after, most-bootlegged remixes EVER.

 

One of my sister's favorites…

"Seriously, the best damn song about theoretical Einsteinian space travel-induced time dilation masquerading as a sea shanty EVER."