Sunday mornings in the eighties and the nineties, if I wasn't working or had a lot to do, would see me in front of the tv watching music video clips. Ah, the eighties, when I liked music.
In the latter part of the noughties, I transferred videotaped music clips to dvds for my future wallowing in nostalgia. One of clips was Chrissy Amplette's, It's a Fine Line Between Pleasure and Pain. It is indeed a fine line, in all walks of life. I really liked her. She seemed to be intelligent, refined and yet wild, wicked and exotic. What a wonderful combination, and I am very saddened to hear she died today at the young age of 53. I think I have known nearly as many women who have died from breast cancer than I know gay men who have died from AIDS. Breast cancer really is a bitch.
Adieu Chrissy. You were fab.