"The ultimate Camp statement: it's good because it's awful..."
- Susan Sontag, "Notes on Camp"
In which case, this is the greatest few minutes in television history. And just try to get it out of your head.
You're welcome.
Apparently, even though I've only just run across this little gem, it's actually a fairly popular seasonal novelty song; I can only be grateful, I suppose, that I've been spared this long. As for little Miss Gayla Peevey, this appearance would seem to be the highlight of her career. She certainly gives it her all, and if the passing years have either revealed or imposed a distinctly unnerving subtext (I mean, really - "give him his massage"?), that's not her fault. You have to admit, if nothing else - she plays jacks beautifully.
Is it any wonder this was the highwater mark of Miss Peevey's career? She could change her hair, her name, her gender and never escape this. God love her, she really puts it across. No "Sing out, Gayla" for her, nosirree.
ReplyDeleteOne wonders what Vegas lounge she wound up in.
And what a showman that Sullivan is.
ReplyDeleteIt was the marching that killed her promising career.
ReplyDeleteApparently as "Jamie Horton" she recorded such unforgettable ditties as "My Little Marine" and "What Should a Teen Heart Do". She retired from music. Eventually. Jx
ReplyDeleteInteresting that Gayla Peevey and Kristin Chenoweth are both from Oklahoma, as they both employ the same presentational style of performance.
ReplyDeleteHave they ever been seen in the same room? It might explain a lot...
DeleteShe sings and signs copies of this gem to this day- in Oklahoma City!
ReplyDeleteThis was playing as I went under twilight sedation at the dentist. I'd say anesthesia, but the pain was not gone, merely different.
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