No-hit-wonder shoots for the greatest rock 'n' roll song of all time. He's close but his career is buried by the rise of the Twist.
I know nothing at all about Tommy Lam, so I will hypothesise, role-play and fill in the gaps...
I am Tommy Lam. I record 3 songs and star in Z-grade rock 'n' roll exploitation film. I play an Island tour guide/speedway racer/singer/loving man. I sing 3 songs and pluck a soundless guitar in a soundstage club scene. I lumber amongst a plot about a beachfont protection racket, romance a pretty school teacher in a tight sweater and win a climactic drag race. My on-screen rebellious squint is the result of studio lighting melting pomade into my eyes.
I am strung out on green and yellow pills, I bleed 90% of my advance to a manager who continues to concentrate on his performing poodle acts. I quit the business and mouth off in bars about hiring goons to rough up Chubby Checker.
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