Andrea True: fame, porn and disco music

Andrea True: fame, porn and disco music

A bright young woman with a promising future becomes an adult film actress and ends up being briefly a star of the song. We fly over the three lives of a woman that is much more than a one hit wonder seventies.
Andrea Marie Truden was a child prodigy. In the school of nuns where her parents of Yugoslav origin, an engineer and a polka singer, interned her, she shone since she was six years old on the piano, as well as being a leader among her classmates, for the presidency of the course. In his native Nashville, homeland associated with the country sound, was a kind of local celebrity during his childhood and adolescence in the fifties and sixties. She appeared regularly in the regional newspapers for her work as a radio and TV presenter in local chains. When he turned 16, he got a scholarship to study music at the university. She looked like a little Jackie Kennedy, those who knew her count. From what is seen in the press clippings of the time, they do not exaggerate: it was the living image of perfection.
Honey on leaflets until Andrea's father died. His mother, who at some point even sang with the King of the Polka, Frankie Yancovic, was plunged into alcoholism, which broke the relationship between the two. Until that moment his only insubordination was hidden smoking, but the rebellion inside took flight from there. While still a teenager, she left home and got married. Although her relationship was short, she left her in New York, where she dreamed of living since she was little. Something in Nashville never pleased her, that's why she rejected as a girl the offers of agents eager to make her a country star. The Big Apple, on the other hand, was the ideal scenario to fulfill its dream of being famous on a planetary scale, without territorial limits.
Andrea felt admiration for Bette Davis, and in Faye Dunaway she saw herself, although she wanted to be more than them. I wanted to become a triple threat: act, sing and dance. He walked through life handing out cards, waiting to be discovered by some agent with a good nose in a city where no one cared about his youthful credentials. To survive in the United States of the early seventies, afflicted by a financial crisis, he accepted every job he could, however far it seemed to his aspirations. While composing music for small commercials and appearing secondarily in low budget films, she was also, at times, a music teacher and model.

A buddy of his partner would change his life. Andrea knew him as Herbert, but in the adult film world he was called Harry Reems. As soon as she was single again, she received a call from him offering her work. After thinking about it for a couple of days, bored with the indifference of the mainstream, he accepted the unexpected job offer. In a matter of months, she was already one of the most outstanding actresses in porn. Under the pseudonym of Andrea True, she starred in films with titles such as "Más morada, mejor, Por dos sides" and "Mentalizada para el sexo". He was also part of the cast of Deep Throat 2, the sequel to the greatest milestone in triple X history, along with Linda Lovelace and his friend Reems.
Although she enjoyed popularity, Andrea always displayed a higher charisma than the average of her colleagues. There was something in her that informed the rest of her quality as a big fish in a small fish tank. The premieres of his films arrived in big limousines and with all the equipment of a Hollywood star, a custom that would later be copied by the rest. He liked to walk glamorous, flashy and exuberant 24 hours a day. With malice, she admitted that she loved being recognized on the street by undercover fans who could not hide her amazement at seeing her, especially older men accompanied by their wives. The sustained increase in his fame took away the merit of the matter. Because of stalkers obsessed with her, she had to go live in a very expensive apartment with high security measures and began to spend more money than she earned between sheets.
After retiring, in 1976 he left for Jamaica to record a commercial. On the island no one knew who it was because, as you remember, porn before the Internet did not travel as fast or as far as now. After doing the job, he knew he could not get his salary from the Caribbean country due to diplomatic problems with the United States after the election as president of Michael Manley, a sympathizer of Fidel Castro. Productive, she decided to invest the money in the recording of a demo, such as those she made circulate in New York before becoming Andrea True and lose the habit of making music. To resume it, he wrote a suggestive and autobiographical letter about his sexual experiences in the sets. Faithful to its education of southern lady, in no point resorts to explicit images. In any case, it's not hard to guess what he's talking about: "But if you want to know how I really feel / start shooting the cameras, let the action begin / more, more, more / How do you like it? As you like?".

In key disc, Andrea sang "More, more, more" thinking that it was only a model and that later he would make the final shot. His seductive and panting performance, however, was the one that was pressed on the single, which went on sale hastily in Jamaica because its producer, Gregg Diamond, needed to pay some drug traffickers before they broke his bones. Nothing according to the beginning, the now leader of the fantasy group Andrea True Connection, signature that adopted in all his later releases, realized that the vinyl with the song flew from the Jamaican shelves and was danced in all the clubs of the country. It was the accolade he needed to go out and show himself to the world.
His past facilitated the international distribution of "More, more, more." In a stroke of luck, it was signed by a record executive who was a follower of his films. Although he pinned great hopes on the subject, the reception he had exceeded all his expectations. In the United States, he spent weeks fighting hand to hand the first places with Paul McCartney himself, also on the bandwagon of the victory of disco music with his Wings and "Silly love songs". To his surprise, abroad, where the lyrics were not understood in English and nobody knew the details of his career, the song hit even harder. That fact made her breathe with relief: they did not listen to her out of curiosity, but for pleasure.
Of course, its origin never ceased to be a focus of attraction. In the cities she visited, she was always received in the same way, with religious groups demanding the cancellation of her shows and the porn theaters in the city offering marathons of her films. For what he learned after arriving in New York, polarizing seemed much better than being ignored. "Having this fame is a wonderful feeling" or "I love being a celebrity" are phrases that came out of his mouth during his interviews back then. Unlike so many others, Andrea seemed to be fully aware of her privileges, such as traveling in first class or having the luxury of having eight musicians and four dancers.
Live, he realized his versatility and an inexhaustible energy. At the helm of Andrea True Connection, he went from disco to pop and salsa while performing a scenic bombastic display. Critics of the time praise his charisma, although they notice a supposed lack of direction in his attempts to prove that it is much more than "More, more, more", also the title of his debut album, which sells a lot. The luck would stop him from smiling at the height of White Witch (1977), his second LP, whose singles do not reach great resonance despite the fact that "N.Y. you got me dancing "is far from being a failure.

In White Witch, Andrea includes a cover of Lou Reed, "Sally can not dance", perhaps a spoiler of the rocky inclinations that would show later. Giving concerts, note that she gets excited when electric guitars take center stage, the opposite effect to that she feels singing "More, more, more", which increasingly identifies her less. Without a new hit, his name quickly loses ground. It is abandoned by its record label and the only company that shows interest in signing it does not even exist in the United States. In 1980, Andrea True published his final title, War Machine, an aesthetic turnaround, without a hint of disco music and rather new wave. The plate is only published in a couple of European countries, where it goes practically unnoticed.
Little by little, Andrea True was again Andrea Marie Truden. Although the offers rained, he never agreed to return to porn. Nor did he see his family again, from which he was expelled for his professional options. He continued singing, on increasingly smaller scales, while stopping the pot as a real estate agent, telephone operator or astrologer. In the late nineties, he tried to return to the music industry by recording a demo that was not picked up by any label. A problem in his throat prevented him from continuing to perform as a vocalist. He lived with another former porn actress until 2011, when he had a heart failure. Numerous obituaries reduced her to one hit wonder, as if her story had not had nuances. Here goes one: his last years were placid. Despite living in anonymity, he got his authorship of "More, more, more" was recognized decades after the murky Diamond awarded it. Thanks to the royalties that came to him every six months, he should not work. For what counts in the last interview he gave, his enviable daily routine consisted of reading mystery novels, watching TV and smoking marijuana while taking long baths in a tub.

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