Sometimes when you share something, like aging Halloween candy, it goes away. So I’m going to share what’s been on my mind for lo these many weeks: the “Fame” soundtrack. I am, you see, old enough to have toddled into a movie theater to see the original “Fame” back in 1980, and it made quite an impression on my young psyche. I don’t think I bought the soundtrack or anything, but it’s entirely possible I went to the movie more than once (memory is, blissfully, a little murky), and the bottom line is that TO THIS DAY I know all the song lyrics. Even “I Sing the Body Electric,” which is a very weird song that rips off a Walt Whitman poem in its title (though Walt would never have written a line like “And in time, and in time, we will all be STARS!”) Even that song they sing at lunchtime, dancing around and noodling on pianos and generally performing that production number that all high-school-of-performing-arts kids do at every meal. And, especially, the title song. So, in honor of the remake that arrives in theaters Friday (haven’t seen it yet; going to a screening Wednesday night at Cinerama, wearing my best legwarmers and Frye boots), here, to torment your waking moments, is “Fame.” Remember my name!
(Don’t say anything about “Mad Men,” OK? Because I missed it last night due to houseguests. Will catch it tonight.)