As I'm sure I would not have been seen as a "legend" during my yrs. in clubland except to my closest friends. I can say that i wanted to be each of you in some way or another. although my ego is rife with grandiose ideas of who i am/was .... it was through many of you that i experienced once in a lifetime realities. I consider an event such as seeing the todd haynes film "superstar: the karen carpenter story" debute on the pyramid's sole 16 mm projector to a packed house as an excellent example of being in the right place at the right time. just one of the many of such moments in a # of nyc best underground clubs.
Can I be you for a moment ? Is it at all possible b'cuz Disko is NOT dead ! Let there be House !
let's here it for the sideliner & Not just the main act. Those in the crowd that showed up & became the show. The faceless hecklers & posers. what a rich painting of cultures smacking each other & grinding to the beats. Sleeping through the long monologs by drunken idiots pretending to be something other than what they actually were. solid gold it all was to my eyes. The obnoxious & obscene riding the moment for all it could. A fix unlike any dope. The moment when a heal breaks and sends the performer rolling sideways down the back steps(stage left) with the wig following a clutching empty hand. saw it happen & smiled inside not b'cuz the pain it would cause but b'cuz it was a reality worth catching & remembering. everyone of you have had a moment like that & so i lay the flowers on the floor to you. The legends.
2 Irishmen fighting, film at eleven