I'm all into Andy Gibb today. I don't know what made me think about him.
He was 70's Bop cute, made a couple albums, did a shitload of coke, dated Victoria Principal, was on Punky Brewster and then he died.
I would bet that if I had famous older siblings in my field that I always had to compete against for love, attention and respect, that seeing myself in a purple satin jumpsuit singing "I Just Wanna Be (Your Everything)" on Solid Gold would drive me to drugs. In fact, only cocaine could help me make sense of that. I wouldn't believe a word anyone said I were sober.
I'd make an Amy Winehouse comment here but she would paddle across the Atlantic with a needle in her arm to kick my ass for comparing her to Andy Gibb.
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