When I was young I always felt different than the kids around me. I found myself longing to put makeup on, play with and brush the hair on the dolls my female cousins got to play with. I would ask my mom to stay up and watch the variety shows that were so full of glamour and adult humor. Music was always playing in my house. The story songs of the ‘70s allowed me to listen to these women spin tales of dark ladies, dangerous women and the glamour of gypsies, tramps and thieves and pretend I was, or at least knew, one. But there was one dark-haired goddess whose sly sense of humor and ability to deliver a comedy line or sing a song that had, and still has, me the most enthralled.
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Words James Vincent