As I've grown older and more cynical (with of course plenty to be
cynical about), I've had occasion to reconsider and question the
images of my youth. Television has a lot to answer for, including the
soppy romatic fantasies Aaron Spelling gave us in the late 70s.
Especially The Love Boat, wherein shallow and desperate
singles found True Love or at least learned Important Object Lessons
in the time it takes to cruise to Mexico. Either Kathy Compton had
the same thought, or I'm overanalyzing, which is certainly possible.
But her version of
the
Love Boat theme has an undercurrent that ought to have
been there the first time around, sort of like a bit Surgeon General's
warning on the opening credits.
Kathy Compton's Gentle Ravings aren't quite ravings, although
they aren't entirely gentle either. Her rhythms are sometimes upbeat,
sometimes slow and languorous. But almost always with an edge, a
sense that things are different, and more interesting, below the
surface. I wonder what kind of stories one would find on her version
of The Love Boat.
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