Bambi Lake (1950-2020) was a performer who sprung out of the Cockettes, the radical, gay, hippie performance troupe, and the Angels of Light, the free-theater child of the Cockettes. She was a San Francisco-of-yesterday fixture who persevered into the new millennium and established herself as an actress, street-level poet, and chanteuse.
Lyrics:
Freddy came from London back in ‘78,
during punk rock that was really great.
Siouxie Sioux, Generation X, Madness, the Specials and X-Ray Spex.
He dressed in drape jackets,
smoked Dunhill cigs,
made love like a pro
and we called him Jiggs.
He liked me to dress like Modesty Blaise,
we read Melody Maker in cheap cafes.
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In our Day-Glo mohair sweater phase,
we were so damn chic.
In those Seventies Vivienne Westwood days,
walking down the street
we were all turned out.
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Freddy got shady, cunning, and vain,
did pearlescent Peruvian flake cocaine,
Our affair was always one-upmanship,
he got a motorcycle,
I got my tits.
He told me he slept with Pearly Gates
I fumed
but I got him in the end,
I told him I slept with Danny Avenger
that was Freddy's very best friend.
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He was always working on a story to star me as the Countess Bathory,
but after bodybuilding and the Marquis De Sade,
heroin and, oh my God,
he got deported.
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I hear Freddy's married now
and lives in Japan making kickbox movies
with Claude Van Damme.
Right on, baby!
I always knew you was a real man!
In our Day-Glo mohair sweater phase
we were so damn chic.
In those Seventies Vivienne Westwood days,
walking down the street
we were all turned out.