ok i know i’m late, but, flew off to parentland yesterday afternoon so please forgive the indulgence….
30 years ago I was living in Ptown when young Di married Prince Boring. I lived in a one room “apartment” which was really just part of Uncle Lou’s 3 story decaying structure. Uncle Lou was a ’70 year young’ bulldyke who wore blue overalls’ and had the best suncracked face & twinkly devil eyes. Part fisherman & part anything that paid, she took in babydykes and old cars. Ford pickup trucks & chevys in different states of disrepair lined the pebbled front lawn & the Provincetown Cemetery was our backyard.
To prepare, I went up Cape to a pawn shop & bought a $15 black & white tv. I invited everyone & anyone to my viewing party which started at 4am. Even the campyest boys made fun of me, but i just didn’t care. This was, for me, about everything BUT marriage. To me & my cartoon brain, this was High Art & Life.
Even with all the ribbing I took, at least 15 butch dykes & a few fems showed at 4am sharp. Most of us just finished the night out anyway so, no need to set an alarm. We all squished in around the little black & white with the hanger antenna, that I had put on milk crates in the yard, the cemetery a weirdly fitting back drop. Smoking joints, shooting vodka & drinking black coffee we laughed our heads off knowing somehow we had shared a big chunk of pop culture & history.
To this day it remains one of my most beloved, yet blurry, black & white memories.
Cut to now — Sweet Wills; hunky charming look alike son of dear Lady Di, marrying, gorgeous, powerful, mmmmmmmmmmmmmKate Middleton and hey- I just got a GIANT HD tv!!
Now, unfortunately, with all the instant replays on 5000 cable channels, the internet, & all the social network crap, conjoling a group of friends to a 4am viewing, that an alarm would have to be set for, was not happening. BUT, Katherine, Joe, and Bobby, viewing from their own comforts, did send texts & videos & we, alone yet still together, laughed our heads off.
By 7am Squid needed his walk. This is what the East Village looked like at the moment the newly married Duke & Duchess entered their horse pulled glass carriage to ride them thru the streets of London (I know because Katherine kept texting me the most excellent iphone videos to keep me updated)
It’s a different world, but thankfully, I still have the same strangely political yet cartoon-like grasp of reality…..
Punk icon Poly Styrene passes away
Poly Styrene was a punk amongst punks. A groundbreaking presence that left an unrepeatable mark on the musical landscape, she made history the moment she uttered, “Some people think little girls should be seen and not heard but I think oh bondage up yours!” The influence of Poly and X-ray Spex has been felt far and wide ever since. Their landmark album Germ Free Adolescents is a landmark work and a primary influence on Britpop and Riot Grrrl. At the centre of it was PolyStyrene, a bi-racial feminist punk with the perfect voice to soundtrack rebellion. Poly never sacrificed the intelligence or the fun in her music and style. Her trademark braces and dayglo clothes were a playful rejection of the status quo and of conformity and complacency. She dissected gender politics, consumer culture, and the obsessions of modern life in a way that made us all want sing along with her.
Phoebe Snow, ‘Poetry Man’ Singer, Dies at 60
“The loss of this unique and untouchable voice is incalculable,” Cameron said. “Phoebe was one of the brightest, funniest and most talented singer-songwriters of all time and, more importantly, a magnificent mother to her late brain-damaged daughter, Valerie, for 31 years. Phoebe felt that was her greatest accomplishment.”
Snow’s defining hit, however, was “Poetry Man,” which she wrote herself. The song, anchored by her husky voice and a fluid guitar, was a romantic ode to a married man.
It wasn’t long after the release of “Poetry Man,” the breezy, jazzy love song that would make Phoebe Snow a star, that the singer experienced another event that would dramatically alter her life.
In 1975, she gave birth to a daughter, Valerie Rose, who was found to be severely brain-damaged. Her husband split from her soon after the baby was born. And, at a time when many disabled children were sent to institutions, Snow decided to keep her daughter at home and care for the child herself.
I am in complete shock at the loss of these 2 Fierce Women who paved the way for generations of girls, grrls, boi’s, womin, women, men, queers, punks; all people ( & then some). Rest In Peace Beloved Icons of Life & Voice
Make a Girls Club member’s prom night one to remember (and help her save her money for college)!
Donate your new or gently-used (dry cleaned) gowns to The Lower Eastside Girls Club’s 2011 Gowns for Girls Dress Drive!
Bridesmaid, prom & formal dresses, shoes and accessories accepted until May 2nd.
Please send or drop off gowns to:
The Lower Eastside Girls Club
Attn: Gowns for Girls
56 East 1st Street
NYC, NY 10003
Drop offs can be made Monday-Friday between 11:00am – 6:00pm. Or call: 212-982-1633
Performance Space 122′s 30th anniversary Benefit….also with: Lois Weaver,Peggy Shaw, John Kelly, Lisa Kron, Nilaja Sun, Ann Carlson, Carmelita Tropicana, Danny Hoch….one of those nights where ya can’t help but feel lucky & blessed within your own life…..