Sibling incest is squicky to me, but parent-child incest has a ton of power issues making my squick response even worse.
My sister (a teenager in the 70s) had a piano book with both "Billy, Don't Be a Hero" and "One Tin Soldier" in it. Both got a lot of play.
I think you're right, Fred Pete. It's the authenticity within the fakeness that makes it manageable. It's interesting though because Joan Rivers is no shrinking violet about admitting to her plasticity.
Maybe it's the difference between faux urbane and faux country?
re: theatre performances with no way to leave? Oh, I'd find a way to leave if I needed to. If you think you have to keep your audience captive, you're on very shaky footing. The middle-aged female bladder knows no social constraint.
I'm also surprised that the discussion hasn't gotten around to "You Light Up My Life," which is too schlock even for me.
Oh, good god. That was a terrible time to be alive.
Maybe it's the difference between faux urbane and faux country?
Personally, I think it's just that Dolly seems like a sweetheart, and Joan Rivers like a bitter old bitch who's not as funny as she thinks she is.
Maria! That's excellent! Congratulations! (Now you can move to PA, right? Right?!)
Dolly got my everlasting admiration when she joked(?) about coming in third in a drag queen competition.
Yay Maria! Congrats!
I agree with you, Amy.
Also, now I have Good Vibrations in my head (the Marky Mark one, not the Beach Boys one) thanks to this: [link]