This song always, always takes me back to 1983 when I lived on Beacon Hill. I had a small studio on the 4th floor. My windows faced into the back of other apartments. I could see so much from up there. There was a gay guy who played this for about a week and he would dance in his underwear. I was mesmerized. He had so much fun. I’d dance with him quietly while I was examining my own biases.