Okay, I'm the only one on the planet save Footix who remembers the early 80s when Laura Brannigan's pop-whiteness ruled the airwaves, albeit briefly. She may be best remembered, aside from "Gloria", for giving Michael Bolton the opportunity to (years later) kill a song of hers to ill effect, giving "How am I supposed to live without you?" the ill deserved light of day it needed to reach into the charts and ruin your life. My father was a big LB fan, inexplicably, so I used to spend a lot of time listening to her while driving around Long Island, looking for traffic jams to get stuck in on the LIE. Anyone on Exits 33-54 tonight, pour a sip out for a homie.