Word: bandstand
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...things he would tell a reporter was that he was raised in New York's Hell's Kitchen and never went past the seventh grade. He has a collection of gold chains. He gave a birthday bash for his wife that featured a stark-naked dancer on the bandstand and a tiered cake with a miniature space shuttle and a model car smashed into the icing on top. This whimsy apparently was reference to his wife's nickname, "Crash," and his, "Smash." He sent bowls of fruit to people in the marina with his card, which has JOHN "SMASH" THEURER...
...continuing series of competitions across the country in which overzealous but ever smiling amateurs take it all off (except for a G string) in hopes of winning a crisp $1,000 bill. Marginally less revealing, but equally energetic, is Shake It Sexy, an intermittently topless American Bandstand for grownups. No matter how crude the content, the channel's packaging is often stylish, and its standard never exceeds medium-core (full frontal nudity for women only). It is suffused with blow-dried sensuality and is innocently convinced that S-E-X is the single most important thing in the universe...
...well taken. Jackie's stunt attracts the attention of Terry Lambert, a poprock mogul, who books her and her band, the Wombats, to appear on television. His show, "Wow," is a scathing parody of Britain's "Top of the pops" an actual weekly music show that makes "American Bandstand" look positively avant garde...
...small entourage and the dancers take a brief respite to gather around the newly elected chief executive. Were it not for the Harvard and Currier House banners hanging from the wall, a casual observer might have mistaken the Duke for Dick Clark and the dancers for participants on American Bandstand. After the blessing, Dukakis exits and the Clash's "Rock the Casbah" fills the cavernous building...
...Bandstand memories. A trio or quartet of young women in identical dresses, heavy on the sequins and feathers, sway in gentle syncopation as they mouth the words to their new hit record. They have the rough, "found" beauty of stenos or inner-city cheerleaders, and they run through their number with artless urgency, as if they realize that this is their one fluky shot at stardom. They sing of the idealized male, who needs both adoration and protection: the angel baby, the rebel, the leader of the pack, the playboy, the soldier boy, the fine fine...