The willowy Susan Anton shot to fame in the late 1970s in a commercial for Muriel cigars and parlayed that exposure into a multimedia career that included TV, film, and recording work (not to mention a much publicized relationship with the much older and much shorter Dudley Moore). Anton is probably technically the best of the group of late-1970s TV starlets who sought recording careers, an elite sororiety which also included Lynda Carter, Cheryl Ladd, and Barbie Benton, but that doesn’t mean her instincts are unassailable, as this frantic cover of Dylan’s Forever Young quickly reveals. In my hyperactive fantasy life, I like to think that much of Anton’s musical moxie comes from years spent singing each night in her living room with paramour Dudley Moore, an exceptional pianist, as he adoringly accompanied his lovely lark whilst telling her she was going to be the next Linda Ronstadt in slurred but convincing Arthur-esque monologues.
It is a true pleasure to spend a few minutes with Anton’s fevered Forever Young. While many singers are drawn to the songs potential as a hymn-like Great Acting Moment, in Susan’s well-manicured hands Dylan’s prayer becomes less a tribute to the world’s children than to her own Vegas-tinged vibrato, which I actually consider to be a vast improvement. Her abject lack of soul leaves room to think about other things, less urgent things, like her amazing flowing blonde hair, which I hope you will find as relaxing as I do. Believe me, I’m no Dylan fan—fine, he’s a poet—but I’d rather listen to Susan’s belting blast over Dylan’s death rattle any day of the week. So sue me. Have I mentioned this is is a live performance?
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