Last year, I admitted that I sometimes confused Patty Smyth with Patti Smith.
According to this article with one of them ahead of her first new album in almost thirty years, it happens frequently:
Do people still confuse you with Patti Smith?
It happens all the time, and it’s insane that it still happens. To tell you how far back she’s been haunting me … when I was a teenager, I was getting her mail in the East Village. And I’m not kidding. I had no idea what she did or who she was, but I knew that she existed.
Time will tell whether I get the album, but I probably owe it to her.
Now, if you will excuse me, I am off to confuse myself with the question Is she the one who is married to John McEnroe or the one that had the hit with Don Henley?