When I was like, 5 or 6, I was in love with Boy George (let's NOT run a psychoanalysis on what this means), and I wanted to be Cyndi Lauper.
I wanted to be Cyndi Lauper and marry Boy George.
Entirely because they were the coolest looking people, with the coolest music, at the time.
And I was obsessed.
I am blessed enough to still hold the vinyl single my dad played on our record player of "Karma Chameleon". It is one of my very favorite songs ever. The video is pretty great too, but I didn't see it till way later in life, and I didn't take it all in till now. So, this guy is a pick pocket and a thief, and magic multicolored Boy George appears on a rock and through song about something entirely different informs the towns people of pick pocket's shenanigans? And, this is sometime in the 19th or early 20th century, and no one freaked out that magic multicolored Boy George could be a witch?
Fabulous!
I wanted to be Cyndi Lauper and marry Boy George.
Entirely because they were the coolest looking people, with the coolest music, at the time.
And I was obsessed.
I am blessed enough to still hold the vinyl single my dad played on our record player of "Karma Chameleon". It is one of my very favorite songs ever. The video is pretty great too, but I didn't see it till way later in life, and I didn't take it all in till now. So, this guy is a pick pocket and a thief, and magic multicolored Boy George appears on a rock and through song about something entirely different informs the towns people of pick pocket's shenanigans? And, this is sometime in the 19th or early 20th century, and no one freaked out that magic multicolored Boy George could be a witch?
Fabulous!
