Showing posts with label Nostalgia. Show all posts
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Friday, August 29, 2025

Beyond the Ropes: My Glitter-Filled Journey into the World of GLOW Childhood Obsession Becomes a Lifelong Passion


Remember the 80s? Big hair, neon colors and Saturday morning cartoons. For me, among all that vibrant chaos, there was one show that truly captured my imagination: GLOW:
The Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling. You might remember it as campy, maybe even a little "uncool," but for a kid like me, it was pure magic. Little did I know, this seemingly innocent TV show would weave itself into the fabric of my life, leading to friendships with the very women and a few men I idolized on screen, as well as their fans.

Hanging with Hollywood

Growing up in Mobile, Alabama, and later Pace, Florida, life could be a little, well, boring. My TV diet was mostly limited to Saturday morning cartoons and primetime sitcoms, except for summer or holiday breaks from school when I watched Nickelodeon during the day, I've seen every episode of Lassie at least 5 times. Wrestling? Not really my thing. My sister, on the other hand, started getting into it along with my cousins, especially with the eye candy of the Von Erich brothers. I appreciated the drama, sure, and Kevin Von Erich's bowl-like cut definitely resonated with my own hairstyle at the time. But the grittiness of men's wrestling didn't quite hook me. Other characters that I remember were actually hometown heroes, like Wildcat Wendel Cooley and the Exotic Adrian Street who lived not too far from us and was one of the people who taught me that the heels (bad guys) in wrestling are usually the nicest of people in the business.


Exotic Adrian Street!!!

Then, one Saturday afternoon, flipping channels on our cable box, I stumbled upon a spectacle unlike anything I'd seen. A blue and pink wrestling ring, a neon sign and a woman in camo battling a pig-tailed opponent with pink tights adorned with hearts. My mom and sister yelled, "TURN IT!" but I was transfixed. I didn't know what it was, but I knew I had to watch it. Two weeks of missed attempts, thwarted by my dad's devotion to the Cubs game, only fueled my curiosity.


The third week, a miracle! I woke up early, channel surfing, and there it was: a commercial for The Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling, followed by an actual episode! It was on WPMI channel 15, just at an earlier time. I was instantly, utterly captivated. These women weren't just wrestlers; they were a vibrant explosion of shapes, sizes and personalities, adorned in the wildest, brightest outfits, bright makeup along with glitter and colored hairspray. They sang, they fought, they did comedy skits that felt straight out of Hee-Haw. It was a hilarious, theatrical, and utterly unique blend of comedy, variety show and wrestling.



I'll never forget the main event: Tina Ferrari in her shimmering purple against the formidable Ninotchka, battling for the GLOW Crown. The announcer hyped the U.S. vs. Russia angle, and to my young mind, this match felt like it could spark an international incident! Ninotchka won, and just like that, the show was over. The next week, it was gone from the airwaves. My desperate search through TV Guide yielded nothing, but I found a couple of VHS tapes, GLOW 1 and GLOW 2, at a Pensacola video store. I devoured them, obsessed with those few matches on those tapes from the pilot episode as well as a random episode from Season 1.


A few months later, another glorious discovery! A commercial announced "THE NEW Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling" would be airing Saturdays at 6 PM on WJTC channel 44. I was glued to the living room floor an hour early, determined not to miss it. The show had a slightly different vibe, a new group of girls alongside some familiar faces like Hollywood, Mt. Fiji, Sally the Farmer's Daughter, Vine and Ninotchka. This new iteration felt lighter, more playful. I was instantly hooked by Godiva, the bad-ass British woman, and her hilarious feud with Tiffany Mellon and Roxy Astor, the rich girl replacements for Tina Ferrari and Ashley Cartier. Then there was Babe the Farmer's Daughter with Tulsa, Hollywood teaming up with MTV, and an unforgettable arm-wrestling match between Mt. Fiji and Big Bad Mama, culminating in Aunt Kitty versus Jackie Stallone (who, incidentally, was the first GLOW-related person I ever met in person years later!). The new GLOW featured a brief run with Ninotchka as the champion before letting go of the crown, setting off the "Run for the Rubies" tournament to fill the vacated championship. There were also a few evolving storylines, like the saga of Daisy and Gremlina and extreme beef between the good girls and bad girls, it was different but just as captivating as the first episode I had watched months before.


Me with Tina Ferrari, checking her messages

This show was more than just entertainment; it was a lifeline. As a shy, nerdy kid, bullied and afraid to be myself, GLOW was my joy. It was the vibrant light that helped me endure a dysfunctional home life and a horrible school experience each week. I even tried to learn some of the moves, practicing with my friend "Stig." While a Figure 4 leg lock might not work on a playground bully twice your size, GLOW gave me a sense of confidence and an appreciation for "out of the box" entertainment that shaped who I am today. I really did learn how to fight watching GLOW and it did help me become a kid no one wanted to fight with even though I would have been on the losing side mostly. In 2024, while on a cruise with Hollywood and Lightning, we cruisers were tasked to create our own GLOW character and dress as them so I rose to the ocassion and brought my original GLOW character, Wilshire, the valet to Hollywood and Vine to life, complete with his own rap. The bright colors, the glitter (which I'm still obsessed with!), and the cast of oddball characters taught me that it was okay to be different, to embrace my unique personality. Looking at other GLOW fans, it's clear we share this common trait: strong, individual personalities.


Me, Ashley Cartier, Pedro & Tina Ferrari 2017

My obsession was real. I'd call the 1-900 GLOW number constantly from every phone I could get my hands on—my house, my cousin's, my granny's, even the neighbor's! The recorded messages of the GLOW girls talking about "random weirdness" felt like hold music before a real GLOW girl would come to the phone, as if they were running a call center. The huge phone bills and subsequent "ass whoopin's" from my parents? Probably not worth it, but would I do it again? Probably.


As Season 3 progressed, new characters emerged and some old favorites faded. The most bizarre changes was Dementia, who in Season 3 was played by Nancy Daley and developed a second personality, the Widow Woman. Even more odd was the fact that the character of Dementia was played by a completely different lady during season 1 and 2. Season 3 ended with Cheyenne Cher winning the GLOW crown, thanks to interference from Roxy Astor—a grudge Godiva and Roxy (kayfabe) still hold to this day! Unfortunately, Season 4 never aired in my area, leaving the outcome of how tiny Cheyenne Cher could defend the GLOW crown and for how long a mystery for years until I found other fans on Facebook and YouTube. One of my favorite stories that I tell people, is how when my sister, cousins and myself would watch wrestling in my granny's living room or my Aunt Joan's den, we would emulate the wrestlers and copy what we saw on TV. While everyone announced they were The Macho Man Randy Savage, Hulk Hogan, The Ultimate Warrior and whomever else they liked, there I was "Hollywood" or "Sally the Farmer's Daughter" getting pinned by my cousin Lynda, or shall I say, the "Macho Man."


Royal Hawaiian and myself, Las Vegas 2025

Finding GLOW merchandise was a struggle. No magazines, no mentions in Pro Wrestling Illustrated which I called (they told me it was a "TV show, not a promotion"—apparently a joke in the industry!). I even sent cash to the address advertised on TV for a GLOW T-shirt, only to have it returned with a note: GLOW was no longer in business, I made a long distance call to the Riviera Hotel to verify and they said GLOW hadn’t been there for a few years. The lady I was speaking to said it moved to film elsewhere before it ended. The only official merch I ever got was Brut Splash On and Deodorant (still a favorite!) as well as Faberge Organics Shampoo and Conditioner with Pro Vitamin B-5 in the new easy to use dispenser. So, I made my own neon-less GLOW sign out of posterboard, paper, markers, crayon, glue and glitter. It was a mess, but it was my cool GLOW sign.



When GLOW ended, nothing else quite filled the void. ESPN tried with a late-night ladies' wrestling show featuring David McLane and some former GLOW wrestlers under different names, (I see you California Doll, Angel, Amy the Farmer’s Daughter, Matilda, Dementia 1 and Tina Ferrari) but it was gritty and lacked the sparkle of GLOW. I even got into WWF for a while, hanging out with my cool neighbors, Eric and Tunda, who were a newlywed couple in their twenties and didn't judge my LGBTQ identity. I would go over to their house a few times a week to enjoy WWF and Tunda’s amazing crockpot dinners. I always liked hanging out with people who were older than me, it wasn’t their maturity as much as the fact that they were more interested in things that weren’t always on the top of pop culture trends. While I like pop culture as much as the next person, I like nostalgia and vintage also, not that Eric and Tunda were vintage, they were just cool people. I also had a little crush on Eric for a few years. Sadly, he was killed in a tragic accident after pulling to the side of the road to use his cell phone in the early 90’s. RIP Eric Cook, you were a great guy and your knowledge in pro-wrestling was appreciated. Tunda and Eric even took me to local wrestling shows as well as my very first live WWF show! I loved it but aside from the fun of watching the Bushwackers take on the Orient Express, the practiced moves and lack of "selling" pain in the other matches were a bit of a letdown compared to the theatricality of GLOW. My WWF fandom ended when Doink the Clown appeared—clowns are a real phobia of mine! I am grateful that I got into men’s wrestling for a little while, I wasn’t much of a Hulk Hogan fan like all the other kids, my favorites were the Genius, Lanny Poffo, who I met at that live WWF event, Jake the Snake, Brutus Beefcake & Mr. Perfect.



Years passed, but Season 3 of GLOW remained vivid in my memory, including many of the girls' pre-match raps, I know it's a little embarrassing but I know 3 guys who claim they know ALL of the pre-match raps so I guess I'm in good company. Then, with the advent of MySpace and Facebook, I stumbled upon Beastie the Road Warrior's page and befriended her. I was working as a telephone psychic at the time and offered her a free tarot reading. That 10-minute reading turned into a four-hour phone call that ended at 3 AM when my phone died. Befriending a GLOW girl is a unique experience; they seem to come as a package deal! My connection with Beastie led to friendships with other GLOW girls and a huge community of fans like Michael Karr, Richard Hughes, TeLisa McKinney, Manny Briana, Jennifer Chiola, Vanessa Bello, James Maher, Rick Howard Jr. and Mike Rand, whose YouTube channel, much like my channel, is a treasure trove of GLOW moments. Some of us fans have even been immortalized as GLOW girls through the creative artwork of Gener de Vera!


Soon after meeting Beastie, she shared an idea for a TV show, and I jumped in, helping her develop the concept. I spent a week at her home in Tennessee working on the package for a show that would star her and eight or nine other GLOW girls, including Daisy, Roxy Astor, Ashley Cartier, Hollywood, Lightning, Corp Kelly 2, Little Egypt and Evangelina. Sadly, the show concept wasn't well received by Matt Cimber, the original GLOW director. It seems we were pitching a show whose theme was at the tail end of a fad. Still, just working on something related to the show I loved as a kid was awesome.



So, that's how I became a fan. What did GLOW mean to me? While the GLOW girls often speak of the show's empowering effect on women, they might not realize its impact wasn't limited to just women. For a shy, bullied kid with no creative or assertive bone in his body at the time, GLOW opened my mind to "out of the box" entertainment. It’s why I was so receptive and able to jump into musical theater during my teens, and why bright colors and glitter still define my creative and artistic abilities today. The show's diverse cast of oddball characters showed me that it was perfectly okay not to blend in, not to try and fit into someone else's idea of "normal."


And my favorite GLOW girl? That's the question everyone asks! To be honest, I couldn't pick just one. Hollywood and Daisy are my all-time favorites, followed closely by Lightning, Tulsa, Debbie Debutante, Jungle Woman and Tina Ferrari. I was a fan of both the "Bad Girls" and the "Good Girls"! I definitely had my favorite matches, like MTV vs Vicky Victory, Roxy versus Dementia or basically any match with Beastie, because you just knew she’d pulverize her opponent and probably get disqualified. Evangelina's matches were pure fun, too, with her character like a grown-up refugee from Children of the Corn and her unholy (in a good way!) methods of teaching the gospel. And watching Sally and Hollywood go at it? You could tell there was something extra going on behind the scenes, which made it feel incredibly real on camera. Trying to pick just one favorite from four whole seasons would be like handing a kid a whole case of candy and telling them they can only have one piece. Every single girl brought something unique and unforgettable to the show.



Speaking of unforgettable, if you haven't seen it yet, you have to check out the amazing documentary GLOW: The Story of the Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling. It’s available on pretty much every major streaming service. It’s a fantastic blast from the past and gives you incredible insight into the behind-the-scenes magic (and sometimes not-so-magical realities) of the show that we, as viewers, never got to see. Ursula Hayden, also known as Babe the Farmer's Daughter, actually owned the trademark to GLOW since the late 1990’s until her untimely passing from cancer. She tried to get the promotion restarted, but it seems the stars just never aligned. Over the years, Babe released DVDs featuring episodes from each season, but sadly, she didn't have access to the complete archive of GLOW footage. Yes, it does exist, and maybe, just maybe, one day an arrangement can be made to get all those episodes out on DVD as complete season releases or even for streaming. For now, the only "officially" streaming matches are from Season 3 and a few from Season 4, under the name "Original Ladies of Wrestling," with some elements slightly doctored (like the music, probably to avoid copyright strikes on the original tunes).


A lot of people might remember GLOW as just an '80s "cheese fest" or a "T&A show." Some folks just didn't get it at all – my partner Terry, bless his heart, is one of those people. But for me, and for so many others, GLOW became a part of who we are. Not as wrestlers, though I did do some training to become a pro wrestler myself (it's way harder than they make it look on TV, trust me!). No, GLOW gave us the power to transform and bring the oddball, vibrant characters we knew we were on the inside, out into the world.


Daisy and David McLane, Las Vegas 2025

In 2016, I somehow convinced Terry to fly with me to Los Angeles for the very first cruise hosted by the original ladies of GLOW. We even met Daisy a few days before the cruise and hung out with her at Knott's Berry Farm! Sailing with the GLOW girls wasn't just fun; it cemented our friendships with these incredible women and with so many of the amazing fans. We also discovered something else: we absolutely LOVED cruising! In 2017, we hopped on another cruise and met even more GLOW girls, Tina Ferrari accidentally kicked me in the chest, it was incredible. Then in 2018, another cruise, and that’s when I became super close with Hollywood. To this day, she's one of my closest friends and Terry and I adore her. When COVID hit, Terry and I even started making soap, just like Hollywood was! We’d share our discoveries and progress with our soap-making ventures. Now, all three of us are pretty much "masters of soap," though Terry and Jeanne (Hollywood) have definitely surpassed me with their impeccable design skills.


Hollywood Jeanne Basone, Norwegian Encore 2024

Terry and I took a cruise by ourselves in 2019, and it was fun but just not the same for me without the GLOW girls. When March 2024 came around, we cruised once again with Hollywood and Lightning on the Norwegian Encore, alongside the greatest group of GLOW fans you could ever imagine. Lightning brought out the competitive aspect of my personality, racing go-karts, she beat me but I ran over her glasses so I guess we are even…lol. Last year, while I was on that cruise, I realized how not only the GLOW girls had great stories, the GLOW fans did also so when I started working on my blog, I wanted to feature GLOW in addition to other stories that I write because it’s as much a part of me as it is everything else I talk about. So I began to dedicate my Saturday entries to GLOW, calling it Saturday GLOWcase. I’ve slowed down a little on my block 


And guess what? In February 2025, I started writing my first young adult book! It’s got a few characters inspired by some of the GLOW girls, so be sure to check out "Under the Lifeguard’s Watch" when it’s released – it's going to be a fun ride!


Something really, really cool happened just a few months ago when Hollywood invited me to attend the Cauliflower Alley Club reunion in Las Vegas and hang with her for a few days. So, last Monday, I quietly hopped on my Frontier Airlines Go Wild pass and flew to Vegas. I intentionally kept quiet because I wanted to surprise a few of the ladies that I knew who were attending the convention. I got to hang out with Hollywood, reconnect with Daisy, Ashley Cartier Roxy, and Sunny, and even met Royal Hawaiian from GLOW! And by sheer chance, I ran into David McLane again, just like we did while on the Queen Mary for a party in 2016. While at the convention, I also met Jimmy Hart and Bushwhacker Luke, two more WWF personalities I loved as a kid. Also an absolute sweetheart of a guy, author Kurt Nielsen, who was best friends with Paul Bearer/Percy Pringle…a gentleman who lived in Mobile and a friend to one of my uncles. Goes to show you how small the world is. Vegas has changed a lot since I worked there in the mid-1990s, and aside from the heat, it was an absolutely amazing trip. Ashley Cartier even took a little time out to teach me how to play the slot machines at the Plaza Hotel and Casino. I’ll definitely post some video footage of my wins (and losses!). Roxy Astor suggested I try the Whitney Houston machine, but I just didn't vibe with it, especially after playing a few bets and it not even giving me a minimum win of any kind. My favorite, by far, is the Casper machine—not just because I doubled my money on it, but because that’s the name of the main character in my book, "Under the Lifeguard’s Watch." When I flew back home, I was a little sad to leave, but I know this isn't the end of my GLOW story, or my friendship with the ladies of GLOW, especially my bestie, Hollywood.


Hollywood & Lightning along with the fantasy cast of GLOW, 2024

Not many people can say that their childhood idols are their friends as adults, but that’s exactly how my life played out.


With all that said, here are some little-known facts about the show that I’ve learned over the years, some good and some a little unsavory. I thought this would be a perfect place to share them, especially for those who claim that GLOW wasn’t a "real" promotion or try to diminish the incredible contribution the show and personalities involved brought to the world of wrestling:

  • The director, who massively influenced the show's creative direction, treated production more like a TV or film series. This is why you saw it in a season-to-season format with very few, if any, live "house shows."

  • The producers and director kept a super tight leash on the wrestlers. After the initial trainer left, they deliberately avoided bringing in external trainers. The first twelve girls, by the way, were trained by a pro, Mondo Guerrero. And get this: they actually got paid to learn professional wrestling back in 1985, at a time when so many others were emptying their savings or offering "favors" just to learn the sport!

  • This decision to control access stemmed from a desire to keep the cast from fully understanding the show's real popularity and scale. They literally withheld fan mail and even went as far as making sure the show didn't air in the Las Vegas area to further keep the ladies in the dark. Talk about sneaky!

  • David McLane’s original vision for GLOW was to build a legitimate wrestling promotion. However, Matt Cimber’s strong influence injected a distinct campiness that, in the end, totally overshadowed McLane’s more serious concept. This was compounded by the fact that the primary revenue source and trademark owner also owned the associated advertising sponsors, and he definitely favored Cimber over McLane.

  • The wrestlers were recruited through open casting calls. These calls attracted a fascinating mix: actresses, strippers, softball players, and yes, even call girls. The director and writers had very specific character visions, aiming to showcase women of all shapes and sizes. These characters were either completely original, inspired by other wrestling promotions, pulled from contemporary news events or adapted from classic Hollywood or pop culture narratives.

  • Sadly, with such a large ensemble of attractive women, those in positions of power sometimes exploited the situation by isolating cast members. This, unfortunately, led to an environment where a personal "harem" was established within the cast. While many resisted, others felt compelled to comply with the demands of these men. Such practices were, regrettably, pretty common in Las Vegas entertainment at the time, mirroring the widespread "casting couch" phenomenon in other parts of the industry. As a musical theater performer myself, I encountered similar situations on several occasions. It’s hard to blame ambitious individuals who saw a quick path to advance their careers, though tragically, this accelerated path didn't materialize for everyone who attempted it.

  • GLOW was truly a unique wrestling program that built a legendary cult following. At the time, there were no other ladies' wrestling shows,or even nationally televised women's matches on the larger promotions. Interest in the ladies' division in WWF had declined after Wendi Richter left and when GLOW burst onto the scene, it sparked a resurgence of women's wrestling that didn't involve the cookie-cutter "butch" bodybuilder types that came before it. It was eye-catching, full of glitter, and completely broke the mold of ladies' promotions that were gritty or involved mud, Jell-O or oil. When David McLane left GLOW and founded POWW, it appeared to be more of a genuine wrestling promotion than a television production, but it ultimately proved to be short-lived.


The GLOW wrestlers' often-criticized lack of refined training cannot be solely attributed to them, as they were denied adequate opportunities to learn. They did not have the benefit of dedicated training camps. Instead, they were assessed during auditions based on their ability to convincingly "sell" pain, execute moves they hadn't been properly taugh, and their susceptibility to injuries. Several cast members slated for Season 3 never appeared on television due to injuries; for instance, "Jailbait" suffered a blown knee and "Queenie" broke her collarbone during practice. Injuries arose not only from insufficient training, where cast members trained each other or emulated male wrestlers seen on TV, but also sometimes from improperly set up rings. Furthermore, the GLOW ring was not a standard wrestling ring; it featured carpet padding beneath the canvas, which likely contributed to different impact dynamics.


After their time with GLOW, several women pursued other career opportunities. Tina Ferrari, for instance, transitioned to WWF as Ivory, while Hollywood and Lightning competed on the independent wrestling circuit. Some also had brief stints wrestling in Japan. Taking their careers a step further, some of the former GLOW ladies, including Hollywood, Lightning and Tulsa, became stuntwomen.


Several former GLOW members have unfortunately exaggerated their contributions, attempting to diminish the efforts of some of the hardest-working wrestlers, some they have never actually worked with. Within the wrestling community, I've learned that true professionals do not tolerate such behavior. Negative comments are best kept private, as the wrestling world is tightly connected, and many individuals, no matter how little they worked, are highly regarded. While Hollywood and Daisy will always be my top favorites, I also have a deep fondness for many other wrestlers, not just GLOW girls.


So that's it, my long and drawn out story of how I became a fan of GLOW and what it meant to me. Call me a freak, I don't care, no matter how many years have passed, those 4 seasons of GLOW are still magical to me. I could ramble on for days and it seems that I already have.


So, what about you? Did GLOW spark something for you, too? Maybe a love for glitter, a fascination with quirky characters or just a deep appreciation for entertainment that dared to be different? I'd absolutely love to hear your own GLOW stories, your favorite wrestlers or even just your fondest 80s memories in the comments below!


If you've enjoyed taking this trip down memory lane with me, and if my sparkly tales brought a smile to your face, consider supporting my ongoing journey. Every little bit helps me keep these memories alive, share new adventures and maybe even get to that next GLOW reunion or bring another fun story to life. You can find ways to contribute to my creative endeavors right here on my blog. Your support truly means the world and helps me continue sharing these personal passion projects. Thanks for reading and may your life be filled with as much glitter and glorious madness as a GLOW match!

Tuesday, August 5, 2025

Revisiting the Original Canadian Cast Recording of The Phantom of the Opera


If you’ve followed my love for musical theatre, you’ll already know that The Phantom of the Opera holds a special place in my heart. It’s not just a musical to me; it’s a constant source of inspiration and a treasure trove of memories. My Phantom journey began on Broadway in 1992, with Karen Culliver as Christine, Hugh Panaro as Raoul, and Mark Jacoby as the Phantom—a performance that left me spellbound and sparked a lifelong passion for this iconic show.

While the Original London Cast recording had been my go-to, my Phantom obsession reached a new level when I stumbled across something intriguing at Colony Records in New York City. There it was, sitting on the shelf like some rare artifact: Highlights from the Original Canadian Cast. At $54 (yes, for a cassette!), it was a splurge, but I couldn’t resist. The title made me wonder if a full recording existed, but alas, this highlights album was all that was ever recorded with this cast. Regardless, I snapped it up on the spot and have cherished it ever since. Fun fact: I still have that original cassette, along with the CD version I purchased a few years later.

While this recording was a Canadian treasure for years, only available to those of us in the U.S. willing to shell out a high price for it, the U.S. audiences finally got a taste when Decca released it stateside in the early 2000s. It’s a fascinating listen, featuring both unique takes from the Canadian cast and subtle updates to the score—most notably, lyric changes to Think of Me, a new ending to Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again and a slightly altered version of the Wandering Child scene, reflecting changes made after the London recording.

Let’s get straight to the point: Rebecca Caine is the reason this recording is an essential piece of Phantom history. From the very first notes of “Think of Me,” Caine’s Christine leaves an indelible impression. Her voice is stunning—soaring with purity, grace and emotional depth that’s impossible to ignore. And that breathtaking cadenza? It’s nothing short of perfection. What sets Caine apart is how she brings Christine to life with a balance of vulnerability and quiet strength. She doesn’t just sing the role; she inhabits it, giving listeners a Christine that feels authentic and multidimensional. Over the years, I’ve heard countless actresses tackle this role, but Rebecca Caine’s interpretation remains one of the finest ever recorded.

Byron Nease’s Raoul is another highlight of this album. Often dismissed as the “safe” choice in the love triangle, Raoul can sometimes fade into the background, but not here. Nease’s performance is warm, sincere and heartfelt, striking the perfect balance of charm and courage. His rendition of “All I Ask of You” is absolutely beautiful, brimming with tenderness and devotion. Nease’s voice carries an emotional weight that elevates the character and makes his Raoul truly stand out.

Then we come to Colm Wilkinson, a name synonymous with musical theatre royalty. As the Phantom, Wilkinson brings his powerhouse vocals and evocative tone to the role, delivering a performance that’s as unique as it is polarizing. While there’s no denying his talent, fans familiar with his portrayal of Jean Valjean in Les Misรฉrables might find themselves hearing echoes of Valjean in his Phantom. For me, that familiarity slightly detracts from the Phantom’s otherworldly mystique and romantic despair. Still, Wilkinson’s interpretation adds a layer of intrigue to the recording and his vocal prowess is hard to ignore. Did you know that Colm was actually supposed to have originated the role in London? He had already sang the role in it's original incarnation before it was given the greenlight to open in London.

What makes the Canadian Cast recording particularly special is its subtle differences from the London Cast recording. As mentioned earlier, the Wandering Child scene reflects changes made after the show’s initial run, giving fans a glimpse into the evolving nature of the production. The revised lyrics scattered throughout the album also offer an alternate perspective on Andrew Lloyd Webber’s iconic score.
Unlike the sprawling two-disc London Cast album, this highlights recording feels more accessible—not just because it’s shorter, but also because the selections are conveniently tracked, making it easy to jump to your favorite moments and it contains more of the musical numbers than the Highlights from the Original London Cast. And for those who love collecting rarities, the fact that this was the only material ever recorded with this cast makes it a fascinating piece of Phantom history.

Though it might not carry the same fame as its London counterpart, the Original Canadian Cast recording of Phantom is a gem in its own right. Rebecca Caine’s Christine is nothing short of revelatory, Byron Nease’s Raoul is heartfelt and compelling and Colm Wilkinson’s Phantom—while not quite the Phantom I prefer—offers a unique interpretation that’s worth exploring. For fans of Phantom who love discovering new layers or simply want to hear an alternate take on the show’s iconic score, this recording is well worth a listen. Whether you’re revisiting an old favorite or discovering it for the first time, it’s a reminder of why The Phantom of the Opera continues to captivate audiences worldwide.

Did you witness the Original Canadian Cast in person or have you listened to the Canadian Cast recording? Do you have a favorite Phantom cast album that holds a special place in your heart? I’d love to hear your thoughts and memories in the comments below. And if this post sparked a little Phantom nostalgia or gave you something new to explore, feel free to share it, pass it along, or drop a small token of support to keep these musical musings alive. It’s the little things that keep the magic going, and your kindness means more than words can say. ๐ŸŽญ



Sunday, July 20, 2025

The Christmas Tree Catastrophe: Lydia’s Meltdown and Gran’s Grace


Gather around for a holiday tale that’s equal parts heartwarming and jaw-dropping—a classic family Christmas featuring generosity, drama, greed, and a meltdown of epic proportions. The star? Stig’s cousin Lydia, whose bratty antics made her infamous and whose actions at this Christmas gathering earned her a permanent spot in family folklore.

But before we dive in, let me introduce one key ingredient in this recipe for chaos: Barb. Stig’s mother, Barb, was the kind of person who could find the cloud in any silver lining. Known for her greed and knack for rubbing everyone the wrong way, Barb was—how do I put this delicately?—universally disliked. Yet, for reasons no one could fathom, Lydia idolized her. It’s like worshipping a porcupine for being pointy. Lydia saw Barb as a figure to emulate, which perhaps explains why her own behavior had a tendency to make people grit their teeth.

Let’s meet the rest of the cast:
Gran: The ultimate Christmas hostess, whose warmth and generosity could light up even the gloomiest holiday. I loved her.
Stig: My best bud and a natural-born hustler with a knack for turning anything into profit and drama followed him around yeilding memorable stories.
Lydia: Barb’s pint-sized protรฉgรฉ, a princess of entitlement who attempts to make every moment all about her.
Jackie: Stig's Uncle and Lydia’s dad, a sweet and caring man when not overshadowed by his daughter’s theatrics.

The year was either 1983 or 1984 (the exact date lost in time thanks to some misplaced photo albums), and the setting was Gran’s trailer park rec room, transformed into a winter wonderland of lights, food, and presents. Gran had poured her heart into preparing for this Christmas, as she always did. Her holiday spirit was unmatched—she even went out of her way to ensure that everyone, no matter how distant or difficult, had a thoughtful gift to unwrap. And yes, that included Lydia.

Stig, ever the entrepreneurial teen, had been Gran’s trusty sidekick on her pre-Christmas shopping spree. The dynamic duo hit Pensacola’s smaller of the two malls at the time, Cordova Mall, where Gran meticulously checked off her gift list. Jackie had suggested Lydia loves Legos, so Gran headed to KB Toys to find something she’d love. Meanwhile, Stig, true to his enterprising nature, made a beeline for the Sound Shop to scout records for his latest side hustle—bootlegging cassettes using the stereo he acquired and repaired after the hamster invasion of his parents house, and Gran’s Tandy computer and her dot matrix printer to create custom J-cards. (Yes, Stig was ahead of his time in the art of the hustle.)
Gran, not knowing the difference of the different types of Lego's, snagged a couple of Lego sets for Lydia, thinking they’d be perfect, and treated Stig to some Atari games “from Santa.” Their shopping spree continued in Milton with stops at Nixon’s for Aunt Kelly’s outfit, Moores for a Christmas outfit for Gran herself, and K-Mart for wrapping paper and bows. The finishing touch? Groceries from Piggly Wiggly to complete Gran’s famous holiday feast.

The rec room buzzed with laughter and chatter as family and friends gathered for the big Christmas Eve event. Lydia arrived dressed to the nines, looking every bit like a princess who expected the world to bow at her feet. She wasted no time staking her claim to the prime spot by the Christmas tree, ensuring she’d be the center of attention and the first to receive her gifts.

Gran, glowing with holiday joy, began passing out gifts. Before Gran finished passing out everyone's gifts Lydia had already tore into her packages with the enthusiasm of a sugar-fueled child. But then—disaster. All eyes turned to Lydia, who had dramatically toppled the Christmas tree in her tantrum. Standing amid the wreckage with her arms folded and foot tapping, she looked like an 8-year-old “Karen” in the making. Her face twisted in outrage as she shrieked, “DUPLO IS NOT LEGO! I’m almost NINE, NOT THREE!”

The room fell silent. 

Gran, ever the peacemaker, gently assured her, “It’s okay, sweetheart. I kept the receipt. Your daddy can take yoy back to the toy store after Christmas to exchange them.”

But Lydia wasn’t placated. “What am I supposed to do until then? The stores won’t open until the day after tomorrow!” she wailed, her voice echoing through the room. Jackie, mortified, quickly apologized to everyone, collected their plates of leftovers Gran had put together for them as well as their gifts, and ushered Lydia out the door.

Gran, visibly hurt but ever gracious, held back tears and carried on with the festivities. The rest of the family rallied around her, their admiration for her unshakable kindness only growing stronger.
When Gran and Stig told me this story years ago, it struck a chord. Why? Because it reminded me of a certain someone in my own family who has always thought of herself as the queen of the clan. Now, don’t get me wrong—I love my family dearly, but much like Stig, I’ll tell you straight: there’s only one queen in this family (unless, of course, there are a few hiding in the closet). And spoiler alert? That queen is me.

As for Lydia? Her meltdown, much like those of her idol Barb, has become the stuff of family legend—a cautionary tale about entitlement, generosity, and the strength of Gran’s unshakable holiday spirit.
If this story resonated with you—maybe you’ve got your own “Lydia,” “Gran,” or “Stig” in your family—I’d love to hear about it in the comments! And if Gran’s warmth and generosity brought a little holiday cheer to your day, don’t let me stop you from sharing a little love of your own. ๐ŸŽ„✨



Friday, July 11, 2025

Carol Brady: The Mom We All Secretly Wished We Had (And Florence Henderson, The Woman Who Made Her Real)

 

Nestled in the sun-drenched hills of Southern California suburbia, there stood a house. Not just any house, mind you, but the iconic split-level facade of The Brady Bunch. From 1969 to 1974, this fictional abode was home to Carol Brady, Mike Brady and their delightfully chaotic brood. But let’s be real, while the whole family was fun, it was Carol, played by the unforgettable Florence Henderson, who really stole the show.

Growing up, after school, weekends and during summer, I spent countless hours glued to the TV, watching reruns of old TV shows, including the iconic the Brady Bunch. I'd sit there in front of our old Zenith console television, wide-eyed, wondering if other moms were actually like Carol. Mine definitely wasn't. My mom was different than any other mothers I'd seen on TV or in real life, don't get me wrong there wasn't anything wrong with that, it's just that she had a bit more... spice. Carol? Carol was the epitome of calm, collected and eternally loving. It made me wonder, was this even possible? Was this the standard of motherhood I was missing?

Florence Henderson, who graced us with her talent until her passing on November 24, 2016, at the age of 82, truly embodied the heart of the Brady household. With six kids, a husband and a housekeeper (Alice, bless her soul), it could have been a madhouse. Yet, Carol navigated it all with grace, humor and an endless supply of unconditional love. She was the mom who always had the right advice, a comforting hug and a warm smile, no matter what shenanigans the Brady kids were up to.

And oh, the shenanigans! Remember Greg's teenage angst, Peter's scheming or little Bobby's "pesky" antics? And the girls, Marcia's melodrama, Jan's insecurities and Cindy's adorable but sometimes irritating questions. Carol took it all in stride. In the pilot episode, she seamlessly blended her "three very lovely girls" with Mike’s "three boys of his own." A smooth transition like that? Highly unlikely in real life, then or now. But that was the magic of The Brady Bunch. It was a delightful escape, a cozy and often unrealistic ideal of familial bliss.

Carol Brady represented the mom we all secretly wished we had or at least reminded us of the ones we were lucky to have. She nurtured, she listened and she made her kids feel comfortable talking about anything. This, I think, is why she remains one of the most beloved TV mothers in pop culture history. She wasn’t just a character; she was a symbol of warmth, understanding and the kind of parental connection we all crave.

The show's theme song said it all: "this group must somehow form a family." And Carol was the glue that held it all together. Her smile, her sense of humor and her unwavering love created a safe space for her kids. You felt like if Carol Brady was your mom, everything would be alright.

Florence Henderson brought such depth and authenticity to the role. She made Carol more than just a character; she made her an icon. She made her real, even in the unreal world of 70s sitcoms. Her portrayal touched the hearts of millions and continues to resonate with new generations of viewers.

So, what are your favorite Carol Brady moments? Did she remind you of your own mom or was she the mom you wished you had? Remember the commercials Florence did featuring the fried chicken she made with a popular cooking oil? Did you ever wish, much like myself, that you could actually taste her chicken to see how good it really was? Share your thoughts in the comments below! And if you've been enjoying these little trips down memory lane, maybe you could lend a bit of support to keep these stories coming. Just a little something helps keep the memories alive, you know?


Tuesday, June 10, 2025

My Obsession with Samantha Fox's 1987 Album: A Nostalgic Dive


Okay, let's get real for a second. Remember that moment when a song just totally grabbed you, and you knew, just knew, you had to have the whole album? That was me with Samantha Fox and her 1987 self-titled album. It wasn't just about "Touch Me" anymore; this was a whole new level of musical infatuation. I first got a taste of Samantha Fox when “Touch Me” was playing almost nonstop on Q-100 and fell in love with her, but her second album? That's where the real obsession began. When Jive Records dropped it in July 1987, things changed for me. This album wasn't just a collection of songs; it was a time capsule, a memory bank and honestly, a huge part of my young life.

This album made waves, too. It hit No. 22 in the UK, No. 51 in the US, No. 41 in Canada, No. 86 in Australia, and No. 16 in Germany. That's a pretty big deal! But for me, it wasn't about the charts. It was about the feeling.


I distinctly recall the days at daycamp when I would find myself at Skateland with my friend Jenny Reeves. I would request the song be played a few times during skating sessions and we’d belt out “Naughty Girls” at the top of our lungs, mostly off-key, but who cared? We were just kids, around 12 or 13 and that song was an anthem in the soundtrack of my life for a while. Every trip to the store turned into a mission. I’d beg my parents for the tape because I needed to hear all those songs that radio wasn’t playing. My friend Stig, bless his soul, gifted me a copy that he intended to sell at school or his flea market side hustle. Little did I know that the album version was different from the extended version they played at the skating rink, which sent me on another quest!


I remember spending countless hours in my room, playing that tape, trying to drift off to sleep. I’ve always struggled with insomnia and music has always been my go-to in hours of need. It cleared my head and sometimes, the songs would spin into these elaborate dreams, way cooler than any music video on MTV. I still wonder, was I the only one who experienced that? Anyway, I adored every single track. Over the years, remastered and expanded versions of the album have been released. Of course, I snagged them all, but nothing beats the original for me.


After the success of her first album, Touch Me (1986), Samantha Fox jumped back into the studio. Her label was worried, apparently, that the second album didn’t have any hits. So, they got Stock Aitken Waterman to write “Nothing’s Gonna Stop Me Now.” That definitely helped! But Full Force, who were working with Lisa Lisa then, also gave her a major hit with “Naughty Girls (Need Love Too).” The album also had other solid singles like “I Surrender (To the Spirit of the Night),” “I Promise You (Get Ready),” and “True Devotion.”


There's also this interesting tidbit about Jim Lea and Noddy Holder from Slade writing “Shooting Me Down” for the album. Jive wanted them to, and they made a demo, but Samantha didn't get to record it due to time constraints.


Track Listing Deep Dive: Let's Get Real About These Gems!

  • "I Surrender (To the Spirit of the Night)" - 3:56: Okay, confession time, this was and still is the one for me. Seriously, why didn't this get more airtime? Pure magic!
  • "I Promise You" - 3:54: Such a sweet track. Still holds up!
  • "Naughty Girls" - 5:10: Ah, yes! The song that sealed my fate. Totally head over heels after this one. It is also THE big one from the album.
  • "True Devotion" - 4:37: Ballad alert! And not just any ballad. This one hits deep. Seriously, Cars "Drive" vibes, anyone?
  • "(I Can't Get No) Satisfaction" - 5:36: A bold cover! Gotta respect the guts.
  • "Nothing's Gonna Stop Me Now" - 3:43: You know you sang along.
  • "If Music Be the Food of Love" - 4:49: Such a lovely, dreamy track. Perfect for zoning out.
  • "That Sensation" - 4:19: This one's got that undeniable 80s energy. Can't help but move!
  • "Dream City" - 4:55: Takes me to another world. Just close your eyes and drift.
  • "The Best Is Yet to Come" - 4:50: Ending on a high note! Optimistic and catchy.

So, that's my deep dive into Samantha Fox's 1987 album. It's more than just music; it's a snapshot of my childhood, a collection of memories and a reminder of simpler times. I'm curious, did anyone else have that one album that just stuck with them? Any Samantha Fox fans out there who remember those days? Share your stories in the comments below! I always love hearing from fellow music enthusiasts and nostalgia buffs. Your thoughts and memories really make these discussions so much fun. If you've enjoyed reading about my musical journey, and feel inclined to show your appreciation in any way, feel free to get in touch! It’s all about sharing the love of music, right?

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