Madonna

Who Popped My Cork Part Six

Who popped my cork 6
He’d surely pop my cork

How pop music influenced who I am.

‘Let the music set you free.’

Why can’t you be like the other boys?  You’re too skinny.  You’re too quiet.  You’re shy. You’re ugly.  You’re girlie. Poof. Pansy.  That’s just a sample of what I endured during my formative teenage years. Oddly is was ok to tell someone they were too skinny as opposed to calliing someone fat.  I can’t recall any positive comments anyone ever made to me.  I had zero self-confidence, I felt shunned, outcast, unwanted by anyone but my own family.  I stayed inside my shell, it was safe in there.

It took Madonna to make me slowly come out of that shell.  I admired her strength and courage.  She embraced her difference and f*ck what anybody else thought.  Her famed soared over the next few years.  Being proudly and defiantly different is what made her popular (and her music too of course).  During the 80’s there were a plethora of diverse artists, too many to mention.  They too all played a part in influencing, changing and shaping me.  For this blog post though I am focusing on the single biggest influence on me, Madonna.

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As the years went by I found myself in a gay nightclub.  I was in my early 20’s and never been kissed.  Still living at home, I would bid my parents farewell as I headed off in my car into the night leaving behind my persona as the clean-cut boy next door.  Neatly hidden in the boot of my car I kept my escapee clothes.  The clothes weren’t too out there, but no doubt not to mother’s liking.  Transforming from the awkward clean-cut boy next door to a confident, bright, flirtatious male version of Madonna.  This club played all the best music, all the music I loved.  When ‘Into the Groove’ was played, I was my own version of Madonna in the video clip.  I flirted and teased all the boys, let them think they had a chance and then move on (mainly because I was scared, but they didn’t know that).

Let the music set you freeTouch my body move in time

They wanted to be with me, ugly, skinny, shy, girlie me.  These were my people, I felt comfortable and I fitted in.  We all had something in common, I was surrounded by other gay people just like me.  I embraced being a creature of the night.  I had plenty of energy, I would dance all night, my only fuel was the music and a glass of coke.  I had the confidence to walk into this club on my own, I wasn’t actually alone, I was with Madonna.

Next up:

‘Crazy for you’ – The first love of my life.

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