Bonnie Pointer, you, me and Neelam.
Editors Note: Oh how fun was this. It was at a club in Boston named Oz near Quincy Market that lasted about one week. She sang in the middle of the dance floor and we all danced around her. I say we because there was only like 10 people including us. Every time I hear this song I always think of that night and the fun we had. So glad the Village People cancelled!
Bonus Memory: I remember dancing with this very cute guy. It was one of the first times I had danced with a man that I did not know at a gay bar and for some reason workboots are very clear in my memory - hmmmm. I was so excited but did not speak to him. This was well before the internet so later I placed an ad in the Phoenix under the Missed Chances section and I actually got a letter in response! I promptly sent a letter back with a photo of myself and the story stops there. I never got anything back. Just another in a long string of heartbreaks but c'est la vie - I still love this memory through and through
Monday, May 12, 2008
Michelle's Memories
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