MADONNA Like A Virgin (Sire)

Joe (Like A Psychotic) Fernbacher

I lounge casually in a splintered doorway, adjust my leather mask, snap nodding fingers to some long-forgotten rhythm and fade, ever so gently, into rapidly shifting shadows, a luncher of lunacy, feigning all but the easiest of disinterests. Disinfected to all emotion, I let my mind willingly absorb the soundtrack that’s been pumping through my Walkman. Just as I slip completely into my bi-weekly pokey sensual self-Saturnalia, I realize that what I am hearing is either a very young and unfunked Diana Ross or...MADONNA!!