evita. yes, evita.


Today marks the THIRD day this week I have listened to nothing at work but the Evita soundtrack. Shamefully, deliciously cheesy Madonna-as-former whore cum politician’s wife-Evita-dancing-with-Antonio Banderas-as-a-metaphor-for-Argentinian-government’s-volatile-relationship-with-its-constituents music. I remember when this movie came out I WAS OBSESSED. I bought the tape, naturally, and listened to every single stinking night, even in bed with my walkman, for probably better part of a year. As I’ve detailed here and here before, I was a weird child. This is no exception.

Anyone else with me? For those who are, this one goes out to you.


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