Mercifully, I know of no extant evidence of me and my sister – at age 10 – performing “Istanbul (Not Constantinople)” at the school talent show.
Still the memory of it will haunt me to the grave.
It was my idea and we sang it deadpan – without so much as a drop of irony or humor – each of us dressed in a salwar kameez.
I heard the song in a store this morning and it all came flooding back to me. The horror! The horror!