When Cyndi emerged in 1984 as a giant singing star her image was quite different than it is today. Then she was a zany. A lot of us thought her zaniness, nutiness, oddball wacko image might even be real. She was putting us all on with that voice of hers and the oddball manner. Underneath was this irony of intelligence that went along with the wacko image. You could just see she was no dummy. Very reminiscent of this manner was Judy Holliday, who became a major star in the 1950s by acting stupid/smart in Born Yesterday, and yeah, she had an endearing accent, too. When Cyn came on Uncle Floyd, a kids show for adults, she acknowledged her debt to Helen Kane. The trick to Cyndi in the 1980s was that she knew her cultural history, and used it. A lot of people were still scared of strong, intelligent, active women, and Cyndi drew on the line of female zanies who were intelligent. There was a little bit of Mary Pickford (the tough little girl image), Ginger Rogers, Lucille Ball, Judy Holliday, Gracie Allen, Shirley MacClaine in her. When she went on Carson, Johnny, who was zany in his conservative way, must have immediately recognized it. Cyndi had a wide range of fans in the 1980s perhaps, not only because of her super voice and intensity, which she had with Blue Angel, but also because she widened the retro image of Blue Angel and extended it through a cultural landscape that was decades long. She could do Ethel Merman, she could do Julie Andrews with her voice. And now that I come to think of it there was a bit of Eliza Doolittle in her, the flower girl in My Fair Lady, a fifties musical spinout of Bernard Shaw's decades old British play Pygmalion. One photo of the period shows her scuffed up, grime on her, a girl of the streets, she wais.