Someone left my cake out in the rain

I haven’t had any idea how to start this post or where to go with it. Its 12:00 on Sunday, May 20th and Tom Schnabel just kicked off his show with Love To Love You Baby. All over southern California, and across the world on line, people are hearing her having 22 (or is it 23?) orgasms in a row. I am laughing and crying.


I have mostly been crying since Thursday. Thursday was not a great day for me in general. Icky bad news at work, Fred had another diarrhea poo storm, but mostly, Donna Summer died.


Donna Summer died.


Donna Summer died.


Donna Summer died.


Should I type that 22 times? Or 23?





When I was in junior high school this was the most beautiful face I had ever seen. I was so totally in love with her. I think it was I Feel Love that first caught my attention. That futuristic, trance like song that changed the world.


Schnabel is playing the 17 minute version with every orgasm by the way. God bless Schnabel. I hope lots of people on their way home from church are hearing this. Each orgasm makes me cry and laugh harder.


In that period from junior high through high school was the height of Donna’s success. And this gay boy was her biggest fan.


There was a long period of time where I wasn’t that thrilled with the high angelic sinning that made up so many of her hits. That deeper, more soulful vocal power is really what I loved, but as I have listened to the entire catalog in last couple days I find I have a new appreciation for the high stuff too. I just close my eyes and I am in in the 8th grade, in my bedroom, blasting disco because it was different from everything else around me in my stupid little town. Plus it’s always fun to have the sound of orgasms coming from your bedroom when you are a teenager and your parents are upstairs.


There are so many songs that I love, that are a huge part of my life, but in the end its MacArthur Park that is the most important to me. This is true for many reasons, but a big one is that I think shows off Donna’s Summer’s amazing power as a singer. I suppose that I could go through some detailed analysis of songs that I think are important and go into specific detail about why, but I’m not going to.


The 17 minutes of orgasms are over. I’ve put on MacArthur Park. I’m crying for real now. I knew this blog post was going to be my way of saying goodbye and I had been avoiding it for that reason. Wow, this is just a big old splash of my own mortality in my face isn’t it? 


Actually, there is one other song I want to talk about.  Its from the album  Once Upon A Time and its called I Love You.  It was a minor hit, and the lyrics are kind of goofy, but it is really one of my favorite songs.  Click on the link and maybe you will understand why I love this amazing voice.  


Goodbye Donna Summer. 


I love you.





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