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Recently, Rod Stewart re-released a newly imagined version of his 1978 classic, “Da Ya Think I’m Sexy,” with multi-platinum group DNCE. They premiered the free together on Aug. 27 at the MTV Video Music Awards, introducing Rod Stewart to a fresh generation.

While “Da Ya Think I’m Sexy” is one of his signature songs, peaking at No. 1 in six countries, some of his other songs stand out for their lyrics and ability to raise social knowledge. What many don’t realize is that 40 years ago, Stewart wrote the first commercially successful pop song to address same-sex attracted rights.

I have seen Rod Stewart live seven times: Calgary in 1984; Wembley Stadium in London in 1986; Brighton in 1987; Calgary again in 1988; Edinburgh in 2002; London in 2013; and on Prince Edward Island in 2015.

There are a number of reasons why I keep going to see him. In part, it’s my small way of saying thank-you for all the times when listening to him has salvaged a bad morning or improved a excellent one. In part, it’s because he is now 72 years old, and yet still loves his job and is still having fun. These are worthy aims at any life stage, but especially when your 20s and 30s are firmly in your past.

In part, of course, it

Rod Stewart is hoping to put some long-standing murmurings about his love experience to bed, so to speak.

During an appearance on "Katie," Stewart told host Katie Couric that he is "as heterosexual as they come," in response to a question about a rumor the rock legend once had to have his stomach pumped after a wild late hours with sailors in San Diego, Greg in Hollywood and The Advocate are reporting.

According to Stewart, the myth was actually the work of a vengeful representative: "I used to hold this guy serve for me, he was a homosexual publicist. He’s expired now so he might be watching. I had to fire him because he did something terrible, which I won’t go into."

Stewart, who has been married to model Penny Lancaster since 2007, went on to note, "So he wanted revenge so he started this rumor about me, and it was horrible because my kids were at school. So that is definitely not true."

For other celebrities and universal figures who've faced rumors about their sexuality, check out the slideshow below:

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Most of us have a particular decade we align with in terms of music. For me, it’s the seventies, disco organism the obvious draw based on some of my ‘stereotypical’ queer tendencies. I also liked the mellow tunes of Olivia Newton-John, James Taylor, and, I’ll concede it, John Denver.

In addition to disco, I also enjoyed pop music of the seventies because it was also punctuated with story songs. Most are maudlin tales of oft ill-fated souls. My heart broke each time I heard “Shannon,” an ode to a dog that swam out to sea, never turning back. Yes, beneath that omnipresent happy face of the seventies, there was a darker side in song.

Nothing captured me more than the story of Rod Stewart’s presumably unreal friend, George.

In 1976, Rod Stewart released “The Killing of Georgie (Part I and II),” a song that had me passing hours by my transistor AM radio, awaiting its next participate.

At first, I listened just to see if I’d heard right or was I botching the lyrics, as I did to Elton’s “Benny and the Jets.” Rod’s single was the first I’d ever heard of someone singing about a homosexual man. Rod Stewart was the cool rock star who had topped the charts with “Maggie May” about an affair with an old