A wisp of the Meat Loaf1 mega-hit Paradise by the Dashboard Light recently drifted past me from an open car window.
That song is a paean to young lust and the car as the favorite site of fevered carnality. I also ran across the image at the top of the post, which brought back to me, despite its apparent innocence, the ahhhhhhhh intertwined strands of teen sex, the automobile as the nighttime getaway for sexual exploration (with fogged windows of course), and the starry, starry nights. And my own personal paradise by the dashboard lights.
I am reminded of driving Goddess Wife, before she became Wife, and was Goddess-Being-Pursued, up onto Mulholland Drive in L.A. the weekend we married.
We had a steamy, wild, messy sex party in the car with the lights of L.A. spread like a dream carpet below us.
And that was just the canapé. The feast continues to today.
I close with a video paean to L.A., cars, and lights.
1 Meat Loaf’s varied career chronicled HERE and HERE. His only other real mega-hit was the Grammy winning I Would Do Anything For Love (But I Won’t Do That). You all in the U.K. apparently love him – his album Bat Out of Hell is biggest selling album of all time in the U.K.
And here is Paradise by the Dashboard Light ( 8 minute version, the short one(!)) – female vocal by Ellen Foley, who collaborated several times with Meat Loaf
Authored by RamTheSunlover+