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Thursday, June 30, 2022

Wonderland Burlesque's Let's All Go To The Movies: Say Gay Edition, Part III - Isn't It Romantic?

Wonderland Burlesque's
Let's All Go To The Movies
Say Gay Edition, Part III
Isn't It Romantic?

Begs the question, doesn't it?

Obsession, passion, carrying a torch, loyalty, duty, betrayal, scandal, madness, murder, suicide...

Isn't it romantic?

You decide. 

We have three more in this series. So, don't fret if you feel we've overlooked something. We still may well get there. 

And now? On with the show...

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Michael
(1924)

(This is a 1924 German silent drama film based on Herman Bang's 1902 novel MikaĆ«l, directed by Carl Theodor Dreyer (The Passion of Joan Of Arc). It tells the story (spoiler alert!) of a painter, rumored to be based on Auguste Rodin, who falls in love with one of his male models. The two enjoy a romantic time together until the arrival of a bankrupt Countess who, under the guise of having her portrait painted, has come to steal the artist's wealth. She succeeds in seducing the young model and the two begin fleecing the older man. Once the betrayal is discovered, the artist's work suffers terribly.) 


(As the artist begins work on what is to be his final piece, a large scale painting of a man who has lost everything, the model sells the portrait the painter gifted him when they first fell in love. On his deathbed, the artist yearns to see the model one last time, not knowing that all along, his constant companion, who never once said a word against the model because the companion understood how much the artist loved the model, was still very much in love with the artist. Word of the artist's impending death is sent to the model, but the Countess intercepts it and the two are never reunited.) 


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Suddenly Last Summer
(1959)
"The one they're all talking about!"

(Wealthy Katherine Hepburn stalks about in the hopes of lobotomizing her emotionally disturbed niece, poor Liz Taylor, who witnessed the death of Hepburn's son, Sebastian, while vacationing in Spain. Dangling the promise of a new wing for the local psychiatric hospital, Hepburn wants the facility to perform the procedure on her niece before the sordid truth regarding Sebastian's death comes to light. A doctor, Monty Clift, is sent to appraise the girl's condition, quickly coming to the conclusion that all is not as it seems.)

"These are powers and passions without precedent in motion pictures!"

(Based on the one-act play by Tennessee Williams with a screenplay by Gore Vidal, the film somehow skirted the censors. The National Legion of Decency and the Production Code Administration gave the filmmakers special dispensation to depict Sebastian Venable as a homosexual, declaring "Since the film illustrates the horrors of such a lifestyle, it can be considered moral in theme even though it deals with sexual perversion." Note: the character's face is never seen in the released film. Nonetheless, Malcolm Arnold, who had been retained to create the film's musical score, walked off the picture midway because he found certain aspects of the plot so disturbing.)

"Suddenly last summer Cath knew she was being used for something evil!"

(Clift, who had become heavily dependent on drugs and alcohol following a 1956 car accident, was brought on board, at Taylor's insistence, despite the fact that the actor was uninsurable. He had great difficulty filming the long scenes demanded in the screenplay and his shaky appearance had director Joseph Mankiewicz demanding that Clift be replaced. However, the cast and film crew were sympathetic and remained loyal to Clift. Hepburn, in particular, was so incensed by Mankiewicz's poor treatment of the actor, that, upon filming her final scene, she walked up to the director and spit in his face!)

 
(Both Williams and Vidal would later denounce the film, particularly unhappy with an ending neither wrote. The ending was changed at the insistence of director, Mankiewicz. Still... the film was a hit at the box office.)

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Funeral Parade of Roses
(1969)

(Based on the classic, Oedipus Rex and set in the underground gay culture of 1960's Tokyo, the film centers around the plight of a young transgender person named Eddie, played by an actor billed only as 'Peter.' Stabbings, a brawl, betrayal, illicit love, a power struggle and suicide bring plenty of drama to a story about which we all know the ending, yet never see coming.)


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Nighthawks
(1978)
"A work of great candor and moral courage. - New York Magazine"
"Britian's first committed gay feature film." 

(It's arguably not... the first. That honor actually goes to 1961's Victim, starring Dirk Bogarde, which was the UK's only entry to The Venice Film Festival that year, prompting one critic to say, "at last the British have stopped being hypocrites.")


(As for Nighthawks, it realistically captures the day-to-day adventures of a gay man in London. Teaching geography during the day, while spending his evenings in gay pubs, his students eventually confront him about his lifestyle and he answers their questions truthfully and calmly.)

"An excellent, engrossing drama... a landmark film. - Los Angeles Times"

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Midnight Cowboy
(1969)

(This movie classic tells the touching story of the friendship between two street hustlers; one, an ailing con man, the other, a wet-behind-the-ears sex worker. The film includes a scene at a Warhol-factory-type art exhibit which features several actual Warhol Superstars. The character of Shirley is said to be based on Edie Sedgewick.) 

(Actor Michael Sarrazin was director John Schlesinger's first choice to play the role of the male prostitute, however, the actor was still under contract to Universal, who refused to release him to do the movie. Harrison Ford auditioned for the part before it went to Voight, who agreed to do the movie for scale.) 

(The MPA told Universal it would have to accept an X rating, due to the film's "homosexual frame of reference" and its "possible influence upon youngsters." In 1971, when the film was reissued, the film was reduced to an R rating.)

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Advise & Consent
(1962)

(Things go awry during senate confirmations for an ailing second-term president's nominee for Secretary of State. When a subcommittee chairman's past comes back to haunt him, backdoor deal making - no pun intended - and tragedy abound. Maverick director, Otto Preminger pushed censorship boundaries with the film's depiction of a married senator (from Utah!) who is blackmailed over a wartime homosexual love affair. It was also the first mainstream American film post WWII to show a gay bar.)


(Preminger offered the role of a senator to Martin Luther King, Jr. who considered it, but turned it down for fear that it would interfere with or harm the civil rights movement. Richard Nixon was offered the role of vice president, but refused, citing glaring errors in the script.) 

"Otto Preminger spotlights the men and women of Washington D.C. ...on the record and off!"

(The film marked the return of Gene Tierney to the silver screen after leaving the industry to deal with her bi-polar disorder. She was one of Preminger's favorite leading ladies and the pair worked together on four films, including the classic Laura. Tierney had a torrid affair with John F. Kennedy, but it ended when Kennedy told her he could never consider marrying her because of his political ambitions. Kennedy's brother in-law, Peter Crawford plays a character based on JFK in the film, which also marks the big screen debut of Betty White.) 

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My Beautiful Laundrette
(1985)

(A gay love story unfolding in London during the Thatcher years, My Beautiful Laundrette captures the complex/comical social interactions among members of the Pakistani and English communities. The role of 'Johnny The Punk' was originally offered to Gary Oldman, who turned it down citing issues with the dialogue and the script. Hanif Kureishi's screenplay was later nominated for an Academy Award for Best Original Screenplay.)

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Querelle
(1982)
"Rainer Werner Fassbinder's last and most controversial film. It was created by a man who thrived on controversy. It will take you into a surreal world of passion an sexuality. It's a film that goes further than most would dare to go. This is Quarelle. This is Fassbinder's final statement.
"Based on the novel by Jean Genet."

(Charismatic Brad Davis stars as the titular Querelle, a sexually ambitious sailor well acquainted with all sorts of illicit and illegal dealings, including murder. In his quest to become a brothel Madame's lover, he purposely loses a dice game resulting in him bottoming for the Madame's husband. The three become one and Querelle even has sex with the local police captain for kicks. All the boys love Querelle. In addition to his commanding officer back on his ship, a handsome fugitive from justice who happens to look like Querelle's brother falls for and is ultimately betrayed by the randy sailor.) 


(Actress Jeanne Moreau sings two songs created for the film, including the aptly titled Each Man Kills the Things He Loves.)


(The film was released shortly after Fassbinder's sudden death in June of 1982. Genet is on record as having never seen the film, because... "You can't smoke at the movies.")

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Maurice
(1987)
"From the creators of Room From A View."

(A classic story of gay love set in the restrictive, repressive culture of Edwardian England, a country which "has always been disinclined to accept human nature." This beautifully filmed Merchant Ivory film sets the bar high, featuring stellar performances from the likes of Hugh Grant, Denholm Elliott, Ben Kingsley and Rupert Graves.)

(Author E.M. Forester never sought to publish Maurice during his lifetime, considering it a minor work and simply not worth the scandal. It was only published after his death, in 1971. The author left the rights to his novels to King's College, Cambridge, who were initially reluctant to allow a film of the novel to be made. However, the producers were quite persuasive and the board members quite impressed with A Room With A View, so they eventually relented.)


(Julian Sands was originally cast in the title role, but, after having second thoughts, left the production. Hugh Grant was hired on the spot, after being sent 'round for an audition. John Malkovich, a friend of Julian Sands, was originally set to play the role later filled by Ben Kingsley. Malkovich walked away from the film upon learning that Sands had left the production.)

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Sunday, Bloody Sunday
(1971)

(This film, about an open love triangle between a Jewish doctor, a divorced recruitment counselor and a young artist, took five years to develop, write, cast and produce. In the end, the relationship between original screenwriter, Penelope Gilliatt and director Schlesinger had grown so strained that another writer, David Sherwin, was brought in to do an extensive, uncredited rewrite. Then there was the matter of casting...)


(Vanessa Redgrave and Paul Scofield were Schlesinger's original choices for the leads. Finch was his second choice, but unavailable due to prior film commitments. Alan Bates was cast, but had to drop out when a film he was working on ran over schedule. Ian Bannen accepted the role, but grew so concerned over what kissing a man on screen would do to his career that he couldn't concentrate on the role. By that point, Finch had become available and accepted the role.)

(Jean Simmons was under consideration until Schlesinger saw Women In Love and decided Glenda Jackson was right for the part. Dame Edith Evans and Thora Birch both turned down the role of Jackson's mother because they thought the story too risquƩ. On the other hand, Dame Peggy Ashcroft, upon learning what the film was about, was only too happy to accept.)


("The film garnered significant praise for its positive depiction of homosexuality, marking a considerable departure from Schlesinger's previous film Midnight Cowboy (1969), which portrayed gay men as alienated and self-loathing beings." - wikipedia)

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And that's all for now.

Tune in next week...

Same time, same channel!

Message To Michael - Dionne Warwick

Wednesday, June 29, 2022

Who Did It Better? Sometimes Like Butterflies

Who Did It Better?
Sometimes Like Butterflies

A good song has the means to find its own way in this world; simply by virtue of  it being well-crafted. Such is the case with today's little gem. Such a song may not be released right away, sitting on a shelf in a vault, fearful it may never see the light of day. But, if it is quality music, it will find a way to bubble up into the public's consciousness. 

Sometimes Like Butterflies is a song written in 1982 by Donna Summer with her frequent collaborator, Bruce Roberts. 

At the time, Summer found herself caught up in a bit of a dilemma. The 1970's had been good to the superstar, yielding one hit after another. She left Casablanca Records, due to personal and contractual disputes, for the presumably greener grass of the shiny, new Geffen Records, it was assumed the good times would continue. However, sales for her Geffen debut album, 1980's The Wanderer, proved disappointing and, after refusing to release her follow-up album, 1981's I'm A Rainbow, the label requested that she no longer work with longtime collaborator Georgio Moroder.

Superstar producer Quincy Jones (Michael Jackson) was brought on board. It was not a match made in heaven. The recording process proved arduous and long (6 months.) There were more people involved in its making than on any other previous album Summer had recorded. She was also pregnant with her daughter, Amanda Grace, at the time. She found Jones to be boisterous and controlling, telling the Los Angels Times that: "Sometimes I feel it's a Quincy Jones album that I sang on."

The  advance single, Love Is in Control, featured a track on it's B-side which did not make the album's final cut - Sometimes Like Butterflies. Featuring Quincy Jones as producer, the song's production values are minimalistic and unlike any other track included on 1982's Donna Summer. Love Is in Control would peak at #10 in the US, while the album managed to reach #20.

But the song didn't go unnoticed.

In 1985, Dusty Springfield, who last released an album in 1982 on Summer's former label, Casablanca Records, was adrift without a recording contract. 

Enter Hippodrome records.

Hippodrome Records was the brainchild of nightclub-owner Peter Stringfellow, who opened the famed London Hippodrome nightclub in the old Talk Of The Town theatre. The Talk Of The Town, a cabaret/restaurant had featured such performers as Judy Garland, Eartha Kitt, Shirley Bassey and... Dusty Springfield. Hippodrome Records, under the direction of Dave Martin. was an off-shoot of the nightclub, operated out of a backroom at the club. Featuring primarily Hi-NRG fare, the label's releases were sold in a shop in the club's foyer.

In 1985, Martin approached Springfield, suggesting she record a version of Sometimes Like Butterflies as a one-off single for Hippodrome. Splitting production credit, a 45 version and a 12" version of the song was released to the public. Despite limited promotion, the single still managed to reach #83 in the UK.

Fast forward to 2012. 

Kristine W is busy putting together her first compilation album, New and Number Ones, when word reached her that Donna Summer had passed away. Kristine had spent years in Las Vegas doing a well-received revue of Summer's music, so the dance diva held a special place in her heart.

Since the set was to include some of her greatest hits alongside select new recordings, Kristine decided to include a version of Sometimes Like A Butterfly to honor the beloved icon. The liner notes for the CD included a short essay written by Kristine, paying tribute to the music legend. The album proved popular both in and outside of the club scene, reaching #19 on Billboard's Top Dance/Electronic Albums and #14 on Billboard's Heatseekers chart.  

And that's the whole story.

Now? On to the competition.

The Song: Sometimes Like Butterflies
The Competitors: Summer vs. Springfield vs. Kristine W

Sometimes Like Butterflies - Donna Summer

Sometimes Like Butterflies - Dusty Springfield

Sometimes Like Butterflies - Kristine W
(Simon Langford and Soul Seekerz Tribute Radio Edit)

Donna Summer

Nice simple piano. I wonder if Mr. Roberts is playing? Oh, Ms. Summer is not in good voice. That is pretty raw sounding. I know Quincy really pushed her in the studio and that she found several of the songs he'd picked for her to be quite difficult to sing. 

I remember the critical reaction to 1982's Donna Summer album. Everyone thought it was over-produced and that Summer sounded mummified and tired.

I also question the key, seems high. Something lower would have given us a richer sound, but maybe her bottom range was in worse shape than her top?

Still, our lady demonstrates she's got a great set of pipes. As she warms into it, pushing further up, she goes full volume and things sound a lot better. I like the song. It's very simple, but pretty. Lovely sentiment, which her strenuous vocals help balance, removing the treacly nature of such a song.

This is how I love to hear my divas... with just a simple piano. Nothing showy. Nothing to distract from their vocals. The additions to the arrangement are fine. Nice fill. Nothing too fancy. I do like that they keep calling attention to the piano. 

Summer's vocal fills following the chorus? Meh. She's just filling airtime, not really adding anything or saying anything. It's an issue many vocalist face. Sometimes? There are things that are best unsung.

At the 3:17 mark she's fully committed. That's our girl. 

That's some very restrained percussion work. In lesser hands, this could have come across as quite pedestrian. Our lady gets very real at the end and I like the bell-like ending.

I'm glad she was able to get this one out there, even as a B-side. 

Dusty Springfield

Down tempo. The piano is there but shrouded in a synth wash. I kind of like the accent notes.

Again, rather surprised by the key. Seems high. 

Dusty is in breathy, dry-throat mode with lots of reverb. The production work here is a bit heavy-handed, considering the relatively lightweight material. 

"If you wanna love me... if you wanna hold me..." - how lovely is that? This lady makes my eyes well up at the drop of a hat. What is that power? How very vulnerable she sounds. 

Well, it was the 80's and everything was synth driven and everyone loved experimenting. It was easy, because all you needed was someone who had a keyboard and someone who could summon forth sounds. I suspect there were probably three or four people playing everything. 

Again, I like the little accent keyboard. It sounds a bit cheap, today, but is still effective. I do appreciate the restraint being shown. They know Dusty is the reason we're listening and the lady is front and center at all times... so far. 

Oh. She stretches out on that second chorus, now fully-engaged. Nice. Nice to know she still has her pipes. 

I am so glad I never got ahold of a copy of this in 1985. I would have played it to death. 

Oddly enough, I find I'm paying more attention to the lyrics on this version. That's a sign that a singer is doing a great job interpreting a song. Springfield is doing more than just singing the notes - she's very connected here. 

The production work is a little muddy. No air. That becomes glaringly clear once that obligatory sax enters the picture. Everything is coated with the same glaze, melding all the elements together - that, great music, does not make. 

Wow. She feeds off that sax and comes up with something that matches its fire, but does not come across as shrill. Nice. Where did she pull that from? I am impressed.

I don't even mind when her throat gives out on 'fly, fly, fly.' I do think the arrangement has started to get in the way though. I could do with less at this point.

The play out is fine. I think her filler lines work, even when her voice fails a bit. Very effective.   

Kristine W

This is a little unfair. Kristine is working with much more advanced studio technology and this is a dance mix. But, I thought I'd include it anyway. I think it's too bad she didn't do a straight version for her previous album, 2010's Straight Up With A Twist

Way up tempo. But that's because of where we're headed. Same high key. I like the subtle synth washes. She's in good voice, her vibrato is very focused and bird-like. Rather like a coo.

She has a little trouble opening up the vowel sound on that stretched 'know.' But then, that could because of where we're heading.

Which is the dance floor, bitches!

Oh, my. Yes. I wanna dance. I love this HI-NRG stuff. Bit fat synth pad moving in the background, standard drum machine beat. I feel like I just climbed aboard The Love Boat.

Cheesy? Perhaps. But that is also part of its charm. 

And no diva brings more heart to a dance floor stomper than Ms. Kristine. She digs in and it gets even better on that second verse. Oh, she brings on the choir. Yes, the lady is taking us to church, kids.

Her phrasing, at times, is a bit... well, odd. But then it's about finding the rhythm within the arrangement. She does a great job with it, keeping our ears engaged and on guard. I do like the mix and find the arrangement very simpatico to the song.

I like all the energy. I like that wall of sound the backup singers bring. This is full-bodied and fun. As tributes go, this one celebrates Summer's spirit in the best way. 

That hyper-syncopated, Latin-flavored break down is interesting. Plays like a xylophone. A bit surprising. 

"Fuh-ree..." Well. It's a choice. Is this becoming chaotic and frantic feeling? Nope... we are off and soaring once more. 

Oh, the play out... wasn't sure, but it does end up working. Very nice.

The Verdict

You know, before I started to write this series, I was not all that acquainted with the work of Dusty Springfield. Oh, I knew the most obvious hits; those are inescapable. But I never really paid attention to what everybody else was talking about. 

The lady really knows how to connect to a song. 

I already know Miss Maddie's choice. And I'm on board, too.

Summer is not in the greatest of voice. I have a feeling this is a recording made as a concession to the artist after putting up with Mr. Jones. Her version is fine. And if that is all we had to consider? It would be a fine pick.

Kristine's is fun. My buns were jumping as I sat and wrote this, so hers is very effective, both as a tribute to her idol and as a bit of dance floor fun. I really enjoyed her energy.

But, it's Dusty who, not in the greatest of voice, still manages, due to her artistry, to do the song the most justice. Despite production values and an arrangement that feel a bit pedestrian, our lady still manages to deliver an astounding, nuanced performance. I believe every note she sings. She found the heart of this rather slight song and absolutely devastates. I feel so fortunate to have heard this version.

So, yeah... it's Dusty all the way for me. 

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And that's enough of me.

Okay, your turn. Leave your choice and thoughts in the comments section. I love to hear a differing opinion. 

That's all for now.

Thank you for reading... and listening!

Sometimes Like Butterflies - Dusty Springfield

Tuesday, June 28, 2022

Wonderland Burlesque's Party All The Time Quiz

Wonderland Burlesque's
Party All The Time Quiz

Party!

It's party time!

Everybody loves a party!

Or... maybe, no?

Today's quiz gives us an opportunity to examine our attitude about parties and all the party's of our past.

Surely you had a good time once? More than once?

Party all the time?

Then, spill it, Helen! We want the deets!

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1/ Do you like hosting/throwing parties? Going to parties thrown by others?

I like the idea of parties. 

And I rather enjoy planning them. Budgets, the timing, the environment, the music, the food, the mix of people. It always looks so good on paper.

But then, life frequently does, doesn't it?

The reality? You can never plan for every contingency. And that's the nature of life, too. 

Still, I enjoy the illusion of planning a party and executing it. The actuality is a bit more fraught. It's a little bit like building a set for a production where the script is nothing more than an evening of improv. Whatever is said? You work with it. Whatever is suggested? You roll with it. Whatever happens? You learn to live with it.

Attending parties by others? Typically, not my thing. 

Having been ambushed and set up by others, while, admittedly doing my own share of ambushing, I don't relish the idea of being surrounded by people I don't know, don't care to know, or know a little too well. I have the ability to plaster on a smile with the best of them... but I no longer want to. 

Covid-19 has given me a marvelous out. Birthday party? Funeral? Graduation? Wedding? Baby?

Sorry. 

Covid.

Just recently I had an uncle of mine pass away. I was not fond of him, nor do I care much for his offspring. In the past? I would have gone, grinned and beared it, said lots of superficial things I didn't mean and then made a hasty exit when one presented itself. 

But... no more.

Covid. 

Which is fast becoming code for: I don't like you very much.

A funeral, you ask? Why is he talking about a funeral? I thought this was a quiz about parties.

Well, my dears, what is a funeral but a celebration of a life? It's a gathering. Or so I've come to view them, I seem to get invited to more and more of them these days. It makes me think it's the mid-eighties all over again.

Well, to each their own. 

I'll celebrate the way I want and you're welcome to do as you please. 

Oh. And there better be a full bar.

Mama doesn't do beer or wine. And she certainly isn't going to show up for 'punch.'

2/ What was the last party you attended? Tell us about it.

Oh. Work. 

It was a work function. Catered. Drink tickets. On a paddle boat going up and down the mighty Mississippi. It was huge. Well, I call it huge. Two hundred and twenty-three people. I only attended because I was being paid to be there. 

And I was in charge of the drink tickets.

Imagine. Being trapped on a boat with 218 people you would never speak to on dry land.

There were two levels, so I spent most of the cruise walking up and down steps. The key to succeeding at these things? Remain a moving target. Smile. Throw someone a compliment and move on as quickly as possible. 

Another key to a good time? Know where all the restrooms are, especially those with a lock. 

Also, make sure your phone is fully charged. If you get stuck in a conversation, you can always say, "Sorry. I have to get this." 

What? Like they're going to challenge you on it?

There are three people in this group I never want to talk to, and, inevitably, they always manage to seek me out and corner me.

One is a hoarder. He loves free stuff. He has enough office supplies in his cube to open his own store. I have to explain everything to him. The food. The drinks. Why the limit on drinks. What's planned for any food left over... 

Oh, trust me. He brought Tupperware.

Then there's the little round man with the little round glasses who once complained about all the 'protected' classes employed where I work. He's a passive aggressive, Minnesota nice monster. He chuckles and smiles, all the while saying the most vaguely ignorant things. He knows just where to draw the line so HR doesn't have to get involved. 

The other is the office corpse. 

I don't know how else to describe him. He has all the personality of a wood grain coffee table. 

We don't have conversations, per se. It's more a list of grievances, slights and things I 'could improve upon in the future.' After a few minutes, my eyes glaze over, my smile freezes into place and that third drink ticket I have in my hand, which I know I shouldn't use, suddenly seems like a real good idea.

I do remember getting back to the dock.

And I do remember having had the good sense to order an uber. 

So, all good.

3/ When you attend a party at someone's home, are you the center of attention, an audience member, a 1:1 conversationalist, or a wallflower?

A little of bit of each. I think to be a good guest and to have a good time, you sort of have to be. 

That's if I feel beholden to the host. 

If I feel I owe it to the host? I'm on my best behavior. I might even limit myself to one drink and offer to help clean up. 

But if I have no fucks to give? I'll dine, drink and dash. Or hide until I feel I can leave without offending the host. If I'm lucky, there will be one person there I care about and will want to to talk to. A good conversation can eat up at least a half an hour.

But if they think I'm playing party games? I'm outta there. 

Oh, and by the way... if they have a good CD or record collection? Then you'll know where to find me. I love analyzing people based on their music collections. That's good for at least 45 minutes. Coupled with a good 1:1 conversation? That's an evening!

I'm saying thank you, good night, and heading to my car.

4/ Do you like to dance at parties? Any good? Your favorite song to dance to?

When I was young, I sure did. Theatre parties were the best for dancing because everyone is so dramatic (and drunk.) We also knew that managing directors and directors were watching, so... yeah, it was like an audition, too. 

I love music. So, I would go all out. And if I had a great partner to play off of? It would get so sweaty. 

Some people would mistake all that for some kind of mating dance, but, as I was terribly naĆÆve and something of a eunuch at that time, I was always caught off guard when someone tried to read more into it than just jumping around and getting into the music.  

I can dance to almost any song. Its rare that I will just throw up my hands and walk off a dance floor. 

These days?

Cece Pentison's Finally can always get me moving.  Yes, it's old, but it absolutely captures so many memories for me and it feels like liberation.

And, yes... I was good. Not too sure about these days. I remember dancing in Cancun recently and thinking the music was no fun, I felt too old, and man, that's a lot of work to do and not get paid. 

Maybe all those Zumba classes have ruined it for me?

5/  Ever thrown a surprise party or had one thrown for you? Tell us about it.

Both.

I threw a huge bash at the house for The Ex early on in our relationship. Seventy-five people. I've written about it before. It lasted all hours and the food was, for the most part, very good. Not so good? The six cheese cakes which were sort of under-baked in the center. The gentlemen responsible started the project sober, but... he did not finish it so - thus? Pulled them out of the oven way too soon. (We ate the edges.) The only other bummer was the lawyer friend who took over the music system and only wanted to play Al Jarreau and Basia - nice, but not exactly the vibe I was going for.

My surprise came in the form of a restaurant, where I walked in and there was a table of two dozen people waiting. It was nice, but I never got to really talk to everybody. My Dad was there and, in order for my Mom to have a good time, I decided to take care of him. He was a handful that night. I think all that energy and noise and conversation pushed some buttons. I had a lovely time and it's a fun memory.  

6/ Besides any surprise party, what was the Best Birthday Party you ever attended? Yours? Someone else's Describe it.

The Ex was in the hospitality industry and he had a circle of business associates/friends who always threw caution to the wind created the most magnificent bashes. A couple we were both fond of (one of whom remains my good friend) used to throw these big to-dos. Tons of people. And since one of them was a chef, the food was always over the top. Everybody drank too much and you met the most interesting people - tons of artists. I was always duly impressed. 

The house was small and cramped because they both collected the oddest stuff. All the French doors were thrown open and the party spilled out onto the sidewalk. Frequently, it was all I could do to make it from the front door, all the way into the kitchen and back. There was no place to sit, because everybody else had been there for hours and knew better than to give up their seat. I'm sure the memories garnered from those events bring a smile to their faces to this day.

7/ Best Holiday Party - any holiday. Tell us about it.

So, I am going to actually pick the strangest ever. It was Thanksgiving. 

Every night for two weeks. 

Well, every performance. Plus all the dress rehearsals.

I can't remember why Thanksgiving was chosen, but that's what the director wanted. He'd adapted Truman Capote's In Cold Blood as a performance piece. It was done in the round. The entire cast (twenty people) sat around a long banquet table, with me at the center, like The Last Supper and we ate Thanksgiving dinner while doing the show. I don't remember what part I was originally to play, but there were issues with the actor cast as Perry, one of the murderers, early on in the rehearsal process. The director knew me well, turned to me, told me to dye my hair black and that I was now playing that part. 

I had so much fun.

We got to drink and everything. I was on fire every night. That character had so many wonderful moments and a couple of killer (pardon the pun) monologues. 

And the food was good. I ate mashed potatoes, the stuffing was vegetarian, so it was all good. Pumpkin pie! What's not to love? 

The venue was this old warehouse. 

And the actor playing Dick (appropriate?) took me to my first gay bar, The Gay 90's, which was just down the block from the warehouse.

And I don't know why, but we drew big crowds. I felt like I was part of Andy Warhol's factory, or something. It was magical.

So, yes... favorite holiday ever.

8/ Ever attend a sex party in someone's home? Deets, please.

Are you ready? As sexually adventurous as I am? No.

I've been invited. Many times. And I consider going, but there are too many unknowns. 

My first issue is there is typically an edict about bottoms coming all cleaned out and how we're not to take up time in the bathroom. Really? On can dictate that? From personal experience, I know we all try to do our best, but gravity happens, dears. You deny me quality douching time? I'm out. Besides... one should always rinse out after each use. (Yes, TMI, but, hey... just telling it like it is, dears.)

Secondly, you never know who is going to be there or how few and what if nobody is into you? Since there are limited amounts of people invited and only so much room... well, I feel the odds are not in my favor - even if the host and his boyfriend swear up and down that they want to bone me. 

It's not like a bathhouse, where everybody is welcome and you never know who is going to walk through those doors. At a sex party thrown at someone's house you're limited to those invited by the host. 

Those who do? Good for you. I can see its appeal. I just don't feel like sitting around twiddling my thumbs while some juicy, younger bubble butt gets all the action. And, no, I don't know that's the case, but... I have a feeling that's how it would go down. 

9/ Ever traveled to attend a Pride celebration? Where? How was it?

Just Madison, WI and Duluth, MN.

The trips to Duluth were about seeing their headline performer. The first time, I went all by myself to see Kristine W and spent time at The Duluth Family Sauna. Kristine was in great form and I enjoyed her opening act, too - former Pussycat Doll, Jessica Sutta. I had a great time - all by myself.

The second time was with The Boyfriend. We went to see Sharon Needles and did little more than that. Sure, we walked around and looked at the vendors, but there are only so many non-profits one can support and so much tie-dye one can wear. We did eat and have a beer. Sharon was fun - very Alice Cooper. And her bass player was a total cutie. I'm glad we went.

I took a friend of mine (the one who used to throw the incredible birthday parties) to Madison. We stayed at a hotel downtown and had a great time visiting the bars. The parade was cute - it was so small it went around the capital square twice! Love Madison and love me some Pride!

10/ Ever escaped with a group of friends for a party weekend or special event? Where and why? Describe it.

I just watched Fire Island on Hulu. The Boyfriend surprised me with it the other weekend. It looked like so much fun. 

So much drama! Not my idea of a good time.

I would have bopped around, had a lot of sex, stayed away from all illicit substances (as much as people think they enhance, they really can kill a good time,) danced, taken in the sights and gotten me some sun.

I've done some low budget theatre tours that were sort of similar to getting away with a bunch of friends. And we certainly brought the drama with us... marriages falling apart, love triangles, power battles, and way too much drinking. I always played the voice of reason, reminding everyone that we were there to do a show and that needed to take priority over partying. So, yes, sort of a killjoy. But I was getting paid to be one and, I don't know if you've ever had the pleasure of doing a show opposite someone with a hangover, but it's not fun.

I did develop a habit of sneaking away from the group. Oh, I'd be there for all calls and hit my marks, but my time in a strange city became about checking out the gay haunts, which is something best done alone. 

Not that there weren't other gay guys in a given cast, but while they may see me at my very best and worst, I'd rather they not see me face down/ass up in a dirty movie theatre in St. Louis.

As for actual getaways? I tend to reserve those for 1:1 time with a significant other. It's been awhile... but I tend to like lonely cabins in the off-season and not party city.

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