Maybe it's because I grew up around the heyday of feminism but the song Wive And Lovers always seemed somehow wrong to me.  I remember the confusion I felt hearing Jack Jones calling a wife (someone's mom) a "little girl".  Why would you do that?  They had those...things...that Lisa Bigalow didn't have.  Those things the woman at the pet store had that you could see because she had that macrame top and didn't mind you staring at them.  Stare at Lisa Bigalow and you'd get punched.  And her mom didn't even have that book with the word "Ladies" crossed out.

If you're here, you probably know Wives and Lovers.  If not, the five-second synopsis goes like this

Maybe it's because I grew up around the heyday of feminism but the song Wive And Lovers always seemed somehow wrong to me.  I remember the confusion I felt hearing Jack Jones calling a wife (someone's mom) a "little girl".  Why would you do that?  They had those...things...that Lisa Bigalow didn't have.  Those things the woman at the pet store had that you could see because she had that macrame top and didn't mind you staring at them.  Stare at Lisa Bigalow and you'd get punched.  And her mom didn't even have that book with the word "Ladies" crossed out.

If you're here, you probably know Wives and Lovers.  If not, the five-second synopsis goes like this

Maybe it's because I grew up around the heyday of feminism but the song Wive And Lovers always seemed somehow wrong to me.  I remember the confusion I felt hearing Jack Jones calling a wife (someone's mom) a "little girl".  Why would you do that?  They had those...things...that Lisa Bigalow didn't have.  Those things the woman at the pet store had that you could see because she had that macrame top and didn't mind you staring at them.  Stare at Lisa Bigalow and you'd get punched.  And her mom didn't even have that book with the word "Ladies" crossed out.

If you're here, you probably know Wives and Lovers.  If not, the five-second synopsis goes like this

Maybe it's because I grew up around the heyday of feminism but the song Wive And Lovers always seemed somehow wrong to me.  I remember the confusion I felt hearing Jack Jones calling a wife (someone's mom) a "little girl".  Why would you do that?  They had those...things...that Lisa Bigalow didn't have.  Those things the woman at the pet store had that you could see because she had that macrame top and didn't mind you staring at them.  Stare at Lisa Bigalow and you'd get punched.  And her mom didn't even have that book with the word "Ladies" crossed out.

If you're here, you probably know Wives and Lovers.  If not, the five-second synopsis goes like this

Lord, I feel like an old man right now. 

I'm not sure what gym class meant in other the other parts of the country but in suburban Rochester, NY in the mid-70's when you weren't playing "Kill The Queer" (aka: dodgeball), shuffling through Robert Preston's Chicken Fat or wondering what that funny feeling meant when you were climbing the massive, knotted rope, it meant square dancing.

Yes.  Square dancing.

Like Lynyrd Skynyrd, I don't mean to to put it down but I wish my gym teacher had remembered that a western New York state boy didn't need it around.  Anyhow, back then, awkward barely, pubescent kids, barely able to look at the opposite sex, suffered even more humiliation at the hands of jack-booted ...