This is another of my reverse Bucket List posts - memories that make me smile and remind me that I've had a pretty good life.
Back in the 90s, before the implosion of the Drive In Theater industry, my friends and I used to pile into several cars (including my Bondage Bunny Mobile) and head out to the Foster Drive In. We'd all get there early, park in a group, exchange various smuggled comestibles (and popcorn/hot dogs/ nachos from the shack because this was back before you had to take out a mortgage to buy a tub of greasy popcorn.) Anyway, we'd make a night of it.
One night, we got there, and there was someone blasting his radio, playing really bad rap music at ultra club intensity. I was there with the usual crowd, including Abe. Abe was interesting - he occasionally sang in a band, and did the saddest slowed down version of "I Guess You're Just What I Needed" I've ever heard - and he also had the pipes to take on this dude's speakers. Not sure who exactly started it, but he had our entire group doing the "da da da do do do" backup for him, while he screamed out "I Put A Spell On You". It was a thing of beauty...
Silence descended on the drive in (well, other than Abe and the Abe-ettes) and for two minutes, the place was mesmerized. He sang the last sentence.... there were crickets... and then that damn rap started up again. Oh, well... you can't win them all.
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