80s/90s kind of chick

Yeah. I'm a day late on the media post. But yesterday was damned special and deserved something else. So here goes.

I was inspired by Monday's post. Back in the day I was a huge Paula fan. Today I give you some of my favorites of her stuff. But then I remembered something else as well so let's start there.

Ofra Haza is a Yemenite Jew. Musically she has somehow managed to bridge the world between Israel and the Arab countries. She died in 2000 -- possibly from AIDS related complications. I've been in love with her music since the late 80s. Do I know what she is singing? Nope but the melodies are always so infectious (No pun intended.) that the words really don't matter. At least to me. Of course, most of the folks I know will recognize the song as being part of the mix in this song.

But back to the Paula.


I guess if I had to pick a fave from her first album, I'd go with this one. The video was so Fosse.


If you watch carefully, there's one point when you can actually see the wires. I fell in love with this song about the time that the damage to my heart (emotionally speaking) was just setting in. And now I've kind accepted that that damage was so severe that I'll probably be single for life. Because that damage, on top of the familial damage, would take many more years of therapy to repair. And I just don't have that kind of commitment in me currently. One of my favorite quotes is, "Damaged people are dangerous. They know they can survive."

And then in my days with the boys in the Castro, this song came out.