True Blue: Andrea True Connection

BACK IN THE prepubescent days of sex/rock, when I was but a novice covering the amateur porn scene like a groping middle finger, I rode the crest of the decadence wave one evening to a crashing climax at New York's Beacon Theater, where the elite of smut, the deacons of dirty in velvet tails and see-through crinolines, had gathered to witness the maiden performance of The Flasher, a concept that would mix hard-core porn with hard--core rock 'n' roll.