Ellyn Harris (of Buzz Publicity, and her husband Jay, who has adored and loved her these twenty five years) and Glenn Ellison, a partner of my beloved Dan Hartman (I Can Dream About You, Living In America, Free Ride and more). Ellyn sang back up for Dan, as I did. I was his vocal contractor.
The conversation was funny, sad and more. We all talked at once and in the round. Ellyn's son, Kevin Rudolph, a charting producer and writer, has taken the music business by storm, without the help of his family. Just eight hours a day of practice, since he was a child. He grew up with my son, Jason, so I always want to hear his news.
I still hurt from laughing. And lots to remember. I gave the funeral for Dan at the church next door, and then a hundred people came up to my apartment, I cooked fried chicken for the crowd. Phyllis Hyman asked if I would do the same for her, and a year later she was dead.
Everyone who knew Dan loved him. Glenn has forgiven Dan's family, who turned away from him because of his illness—AIDS. I never have. We spoke of Dan, who played every instrument by the way, and his last writing partner, Charlie Midnight. I have lost touch with him, would love to speak with him again, another great guy.
Everyone I met through Dan was special. I am a lucky lady. Frank Beacham had such a great view of Dan's music, and such a fine historic sense of things. The conversations still roam around in my head today.