Lost Horizon
Remember Lost Horizon? Not the wonderful 1937 film with Ronald Colman, but the 1973 star-studded musical disaster? It opened just after I turned 18—a college sophomore still living at home in Minneapolis but about to blow town—and I saw it twice, once with a date, the second time with a couple of kids I was babysitting for getaway money, the cutest 4-year-old in the world named Christopher Witherspoon (who looked just like the boy in my beloved Stephen’s own personal disaster, Losing Isaiah), and his comely 7- year-old sister, Natasha.
Well, thanks to fellow blogger Marc Harshbarger, author of the gossipy gay soap opera novel Deep Dish, I found NYC nightclub performer Daryl Glenn’s nice rendition of the title number. It’s actually quite a fetching tune. Susan Boyle singing it would leave you in a puddle of tears. And hearing it again has opened up a floodgate of memories.
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Well, thanks to fellow blogger Marc Harshbarger, author of the gossipy gay soap opera novel Deep Dish, I found NYC nightclub performer Daryl Glenn’s nice rendition of the title number. It’s actually quite a fetching tune. Susan Boyle singing it would leave you in a puddle of tears. And hearing it again has opened up a floodgate of memories.
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