Happy Birthday Bette Midler !

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By MargOH! Channing!

It was 1978 when I got a call from my old drinking buddy Mark Rydell to meet him at the Whiskey A Go Go.  I had a small part in one of Mark’s films Cinderella Liberty back in 1972. He said he needed my assistance on a new film so I ran down there.

When I arrived Mark informed me he was directing a new film called “The Rose” but was having a bit of trouble with its star Bette Midler. He told me Bette was great but she wasn’t a drinker and a couple of her scenes weren’t hitting the mark. He offered me a large sum of money to coach Bette on how to be a raging out of control drunk… I of course accepted and  told him get her down here right now. Let’s get started I slammed on the bar demanding a bottle of Jack.

By the time Bette arrived I was completely annihilated.  She walked over and exclaimed “Now I got it, the mascara running down her face, very realistic” crossing her arms and shaking her head. I quickly ordered Bette bourbon but she wanted a “Chi Chi”. I explained she wasn’t going to be drinking any girly drinks with me. I put the bourbon in front of her. She knocked it back like a trooper and then another and another….nothing. I said “Are you sure you’re not a drinker?” It took her six shots to start to stagger a bit.

I then asked Bette what her motivation was.  She said “Barry Manilow! He’s all pissed off at me for leaving him.  I think about pounding in his face”, she added.

I told her she needed to dig a bit deeper than Mandy and suggested she use her being a ginger.

She looked shocked and said “What the fuck are you talking about?”  Downing another shot falling back a bit. I then called her a “Curley haired carrot top wreck”.  She flipped and tackled me onto a table and then onto the floor.  A crowd gathered as we had a booze fueled cat fight. I tore her blouse and she scratched my face. We then had a long passionate sexy lipstick smearing kiss.  I popped her in the nose and she fell to the side. I got up and tossed a drink in her face to rouse her. I grabbed her and dragged her to the bathroom. I pulled her face up by her ginger locks to the mirror and said “Look at you”.

Bette looked and wiped a tear from her eye and blood from her nose and simply said “I’m the rose”.

The rest is history…

Happy Birthday Bette

By MargOH! Channing

1 Comment

  1. Norine Sullivan

    December 3, 2011 at 10:25 PM

    I wanted to wish you a very happy birthday. I also celebrated my 82nd on Dec l. I love your cds.

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