Of all the show-stopping moments (there were at least 10) the most unusual and effective was Liza’s rendition of Lesley Gore’s early feminist anthem ‘You Don’t Own Me.’ I’ve always considered Lesley’s version to be the definitive one. Aside from singing the hell out of the pop classic, this was Liza’s aside to those fans and media who think David Gest is a sinister Svengali who winds her up and orders her around. When Liza reached the lyrics ‘Don’t tell me what to do/Don’t tell me what to say/And please when I go out with you/Don’t put me on display!’ – the crowd went crazy. An iron butterfly is our Liza Mae.
