And wouldn't you know it? A two-fer. The night I decide to get back in the game, the Gods of popular music give me two very different artists with very different stories.
I remember the Teddy Pendergrass car accident news reports. And that was all I knew of him. That, and the Eddie Murphy, "you got, you got, you got what I need" bit. "Throw your panties on the stage."Yes, I would absolutely love to link to that -- but Dammit, I ain't going there. No links. No links, I tell you.
I wasn't much of a fan of his music, but his death has inspired me to go out and snatch up some of his recordings. Which essentially means in 2010 opening a new tab in my browser and going to that Russian site (no link) and buying a song or two for 9 cents a track.
The only other thing I have to say about Teddy is that he definitely had the "black GI Joe" look down cold. So, in an odd way, I had a Teddy Pendergrass doll when I was a kid. RIP, Teddy.
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