I have not been able to get this song out of my head for the last several days. I bought two versions of it for my iPod and can’t resist listening over and over every day. I sing it aloud to myself, too. I do it in my kitchen. I do it in my car. I even do it in my office building when the elevator is empty?
What’s wrong with me?
More importantly, what’s wrong with him? He looks like a lesbian. Which raises a more eternal question: what the Hell went wrong in the 1970s? How completely screwed in the head were we that guys who made themselves up to look like some sort of bizarro hybrid of Ellen DeGeneres, Melissa Etheridge and Glenn Close with too much eye make-up were the sex symbols?
Well, to be fair, there were hairier and more conventional masculine sex symbols like Burt Reynolds, but seriously, WTF?
December 4, 2008 at 4:49 pm |
Maybe it was a natural reaction to the recent (recent in the 70s, that is) development of women dressing like men.
Men were all like, “Heyyyyyy, silk feels AWESOME!
And this eye shadow really highlights my baby blues.”
The 70s was a weird era. You’re right – Bowie, Jagger, etc. were the sex symbols for one group of women, and Burt and Tom Selleck types were the sex symbols for the other women. Polar opposites.
Even for young girls like I was, Shawn Cassidy and Leif Garrett were the ones on the cover of Tiger Beat. I never got that. Those guys were much too girly for me. It was like they were trying to prove they were down with ERA or something by actually BECOMING feminine. Which is crazy because ERA sure as hell didn’t have anything to do with feminine anything. But I never liked Burt or Tom, either. They were trying to hard to prove they had a penis.
Two words:
Han.
Solo.