The highway planner who allowed this monstrosity to be assembled should be shot, prefereably by one of the poor souls who has to try and decipher the damned thing at 65MPH:
Cyndi Lauper
She Bop, 1984.
Third of three (1,2) videos that always remind me of the original Weekends nightclub in Atlanta and a strange weekend spent adjacent to it in 1984.
I was scanning some old photos today and I found this one. I just thought it was kind of cool, what with the reflection and the fact that it has that whole mid-1960s muted color pallette, like an ad in Life Magazine or a movie about suburban housewives.
I assume my dad took it with the trusty Instamatic. I’ll have to ask him.