Way back in the 1980s, I was thin, I had a tuxedo that fit, and my voice was like butter, so I was the perfect choice (along with the backups from my Motown group the Must) to wish Warhol star Holly Woodlawn a Happy Birthday at this delicious club debauch.
To be extra kind, I chose the song “Sixteen Candles” (which would make Holly 15 at the time–there’s always one extra candle for good luck)
It all seemed so innocent then (though it wasn’t).
Thankfully, Nelson Sullivan caught the moment with his camera.
Enjoy, then blow out the candles.
And here’s a bonus shot of me looking terribly chic in the ’90s.
This article from the Village Voice Archive was posted on May 30, 2012