It's been at least 15-20 years since I thought about this song, but yesterday, on the way back from Trader Joe, the idea of it wiggled into my mind for some reason, and now it's driving me crazy, because I can only remember a few words of it. But its essential badness is still very vivid.
It was 1982 or 83, and this song sounded as if came directly from the propaganda department of the Moral Majority. The basic gist is an older woman who's had a lifetime of adventure and hot, meaningless sex, admonishing a younger woman not to do the same. There were references to abortions she'd had and being undressed by kings and I think something about making love on the beach with a preacher (?).
The hallmark of a really bad song is the part where the singing stops and the talking starts. The talking that makes you cringe. In a tearful, tremulous voice, the singer tells the younger woman that that fulfilling your own personal desires is selfish, and that what really matters is having kids and, "that man you fought with this morning - the same man you're going to make love with tonight." This was the point at which my feminist hs friends and I would fall to the floor, gasping with laughter at the sheer horror of it all - but that's all I can remember. Anyone?
It was 1982 or 83, and this song sounded as if came directly from the propaganda department of the Moral Majority. The basic gist is an older woman who's had a lifetime of adventure and hot, meaningless sex, admonishing a younger woman not to do the same. There were references to abortions she'd had and being undressed by kings and I think something about making love on the beach with a preacher (?).
The hallmark of a really bad song is the part where the singing stops and the talking starts. The talking that makes you cringe. In a tearful, tremulous voice, the singer tells the younger woman that that fulfilling your own personal desires is selfish, and that what really matters is having kids and, "that man you fought with this morning - the same man you're going to make love with tonight." This was the point at which my feminist hs friends and I would fall to the floor, gasping with laughter at the sheer horror of it all - but that's all I can remember. Anyone?







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Priscilla!


