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I remember Grey Gardens. I thought it was beautiful and I have the impression when I think about it that it was outside under the trees in the mist at night. In some ways it seems like something from 50 years ago, not ten. I can remember Hattie very austerely and vaguely gazing out from the stage. Is a grey dress and pears possible, or is that my imagination invading. The place seemed vast. I remember sitting in a folding chair being spoken to by Edwige while trying to pay attention at the same time to something being said up in the fog and moss. That's the way the memories go, but it's all beautiful and what I wouldn't give to go out now to that very night.
Ooh, I'll have to dig up some pictures from that era! One of the great things about that night was Hattie's genius idea to situate a bar on the stage! It pandered to all closet exhibitionists...James Murphy would never leave the stage of course.never. I remember Lucianna (of Derek Jarman's Jubilee/painter/photographer/McLaren muse) being there on opening night, just a few months before she passed away.
Hattie and Daddy!
Happy New Year! Grey Gardens, for its short life was wonderful. The space was perfect for people and performances. Was it Justin who sang that "Evita" song from the rear balconey with a lone spotlight and a precious gown? There was always a nice, low-keyed crowd, and cheap coronas. But the war-time Emily Post was too anachronistic. I never agreed with your choices of excerpts.
Morgan
Ah- Grey Gardens was for me:
Hattie and Emily Post
Martha Staunch
Johnny Dynell
Triskit
The fabulousness of the burlesque girls- I was always in awe
Gogo dancing on the dance floor platforms with Hehena Handbasket (boy! what a fuckin body HE had!) dressed in rogue, early 70s, poor-boy east hampton carriage help costumes. Altough I enjoyed the gogo dancing, I really enjoyed the dancing with Helena. He was strong and we could get into some real pretzel-like forms on that platform. Hattie- What was his name?? Daniel?
Wendy Wild! Oh, God! I miss my Auntie. She would always show up, sick from her treatment; generally because Tim L. or someone would get her out of the hospital and bring her. She would love her cocktails, a great mix with her pain meds.
I LOVED Grey Gardens. Such Culcha.
It was actually Christian Womyn (sp?) who did Evita (or was it dead Evita?). God I'm going all misty from reading this topic. Mostly because I remember the lethal cocktails Triket served me and my friends (Special K/ Gwen Inc anyone) who had introduced me to the party and thus Johnny, Chi and Hattie. I had my very first job in NYC nightlife when Hattie and Daddy hired me to do setup/breakdown for $40. I would've done it for free I was so in love with that night. And to think how naive and JC I was back then. At least now I'm not naive....BAH!

Grey Gardens for me is:
1. gold spray-painted butoh dancers
2. Emily Post
3. running to get Hattie coffee
4. that fucking broken India record
5. the films-specifically the one of Hats and Daddy's faces with a spiral spinning behind them a la Twilight Zone or something (or High Anxiety)
6. Was that where Nowheresville originated? I remember some night with all the letters sent to one town as decor
7. Joey Arias' gaping mouth coming for me
8. Casper....oh CASPER!
9. End of the night songs: Got To Give It Up and Love Is the Message (where I first heard that track btw)

As you said Daddy, it's hard to imagine someone putting that much effort into concept and design in the present nightlife culture. Although sometimes I will be a part of something and it will be like a glimpse back at those times and I guess we're lucky to have that.

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