Selena Gomez has her first number 1 album. It’s called “Stars Dance.” Her third album, it sold 95,514 copies– almost 20,000 more than her previous album. And that one had the single “Love You Like a Love Song.” which I really liked. In getting to number 1, Gomez knocked off Jay Z’s “Magna Carta.” She will get just this week at the top of the charts because Robin Thicke is going to be there next Monday with his “Blurred Lines” album. PS I have the “explicit” version and wish I had the clean one.

If you haven’t gotten in the Thicke of it yet, don’t wait: his album is superb, and merits a Grammy nomination for Album of the Year. I can’t stop listening to it, especially “Ain’t No Hat for That.” I do hope the Marvin Gaye estate is getting some money from the “Got to Give it Up” sample in the title track. But otherwise, “Blurred Lines” is a summer homerun.

Back to Selena: how the heck did she score number 1? Well, “reuniting” with Justin Bieber thrust her back into the spotlight coincidentally at just the right time. During Grammy time, Gomez wanted nothing to do with Bieber, and was out and about on her own.

You couldn’t blame her. She’s 21. He’s 19 and acts like 12. He spits on fans, spits at fans, is almost wallpapered with tattoos and can’t find the right sized clothes. Their sudden reunion seems like a marketing ploy. It worked. Hey, whatever works!

I wrote this night before last, but I see it got turned around elsewhere. So here’s the story: Yes, Lindsay Lohan was supposed to leave her 90 day rehab tomorrow, August 1st. But plans changed, and Lindsay comes back to New York on Saturday. She gets a few more days to spruce herself up. She’ll be in New York for a while, monitored by family, friends, and Oprah Winfrey’s documentary crew. Oprah’s people will be with her for 45 days. That way, says a source, it’s hoped she can’t get into too much trouble. Everyone is rooting for Lindsay to stay sober, get on the right track, and prove late director Robert Altman right about her acting talents. Last night, Ben Affleck’s publicist emailed me and said “everything you wrote is a lie and made up” about Lindsay “circling” Affleck’s new movie. Wow! I think he doth protest too much, don’t you?

Well, well. Everything is on YouTube, isn’t it? Thanks to many Michael Jackson fans, we learned that both of the demos Michael did with Freddie Mercury are already available in their original form. Who knew? (Apparently like half a million people.)

So here are they are. “There Must Be More to Life Than This” is ironic since both singers are no longer with us. That’s the song Queen wants to put out; Freddie wrote it. The estate says they’ll listen to a finished version and decide whether or not to grant permission.

“State of Shock,” belongs to the Jackson estate, which says it will not release it officially.

Eileen Brennan has passed away at age 80. It’s amazing that she lived that long, because her 1982 accident was so devastating. She and pal Goldie Hawn were leaving a restaurant in Venice, California when a car hit Brennan. She had so many serious injuries, and it took a long time to recover. The pain from the accident led to an addiction to painkillers. She also had to overcome breast cancer. As my grandmother used to say of some people, she had no luck.

But Brennan was such a popular star from 1970 to that moment. She’d been featured in Peter Bogdanovich’s “The Last Picture Show,” and went to be into more of his films– “Daisy Miller” and “At Long Last Love.” In 1973, she was again featured strongly in “The Sting” with Robert Redford and Paul Newman.

Then in 1980 came her watershed moment playing opposite Goldie in “Private Benjamin.” She received an Oscar nomination for Best Supporting Actress and won a Golden Globe.

Even after the accident and recovery, Brennan worked constantly. She won an Emmy for the “Private Benjamin” TV series, and picked up six other Emmy nominations over the course of her career. She never stopped working, from stints on “Will & Grace” to “7th Heaven” and lots of other series.

But you always wondered, if she hadn’t been hit by that car– there certainly would have been more movie work. Her husky voice, a cool sensuality and a lot of smarts made her a very appealing presence on the screen. She was someone everyone looked forward to seeing on film. Eileen Brennan will be much missed but never forgotten.

Exclusive: It was an innocent question. At a lunch today for pop legend Darlene Love and super singer Lisa Fischer, stars of “Twenty Feet from Stardom,” I asked Darlene if she ever talks to her “Lethal Weapon” co-star Danny Glover. They played husband and wife in the four Richard Donner films.

Darlene, ringed in Shirley Temple curls, said: “I don’t speak to him. Keep that man away from me.” That was a surprise because I thought she reserved such sentiments for Phil Spector only. What’s the issue?

“He wanted to sleep with me, it was a big problem. Once he called me at home and said, I’m looking at a picture of you right now. You don’t know what I’d like to do with you.” Love laughed, but she was dead serious.

“Was that in your book?” someone asked. “No!” Darlene responded.

Otherwise our lunch at the Mandarin Oriental Hotel was scandal-free and lots of fun. Peggy Siegal put it together. Bette Midler, who’s in the Morgan Neville documentary, hosted. Al Maysles, Susan Sarandon, Julie Taymor, Judith Ivey and Dana Ivey (the last two are not related) came, along with Bette’s old movie husband, Dan Hedaya.

“We were in a movie together,” Bette said, seeing Hedaya for the first time in a long time.

“Romeo and Juliet,” Hedaya said, joking.

“You played my husband. It wasn’t This Magic Moment. It was The First Wives Club. Am I right?”

She was. They embraced, and Bette rolled her eyes. There’s a lot of water gone under the bridge, as they say. “How are you, Dan?”

Fischer–who just came off the road after 18 US shows with the Rolling Stones, plus the Glastonbury Festival and Hyde Park– got up and sang a hymn like melody, a Capella, that brought the 50 or guests eating lunch overlooking Central Park to their feet. She was magnificent. Then Darlene cued a music track and knocked the group out with “Lean on Me.” Just like that, all in a days’ work.

I asked Lisa what it was like with the Stones. “Boring. Everyone’s in bed by 10.” No partying? “Nothing, un huh,” she said. “They’re very health conscious.”

“Twenty Feet from Stardom” is the biggest documentary so far of 2013. I loved it because it seemed like the natural successor to the film I made in 2002 with DA Pennebaker and Chris Hegedus called “Only the Strong Survive.”

Darlene said over lunch: “I can’t think of a time I sang back up for a black singer, except maybe for Dionne Warwick. Otherwise, it’s always been white guys, rockers.” At the 25th anniversary of the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, Darlene and Sam Moore sang with Bruce Springsteen and stole the show.

On stage, Darlene told the crowd that when she had a heart attack last year, Midler–who is her real life pal and who appears in the film– called her right up. She imitated Bette. “What do you mean you had a heart attack?” Midler shouted.

I asked Bette, who was at her most congenial and cutest the whole afternoon, was it true? “Did I? No, well yes,” she admitted with a grin. “I just wasn’t so shrill.”