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Showing posts with label I'm Not Coming Down. Show all posts
Showing posts with label I'm Not Coming Down. Show all posts
This song grabbed my attention
immediately. Just try to resist!
Tony Moran has been a mainstay of the club
scene for ages. He was there before the
current DJ culture was even born, delivering house music colored with his
unique flavor. Typically, he teams up
with a dance diva (Kristine W., Frenchie Davis, Anastasia, Debbie Holiday, Deborah
Cox, etc.) and brings it on home every time.
‘Free People’, destined to be his next #1 on
Billboard’s Dance Club Play chart, features just such a diva; the powerhouse known
as Martha Wash. Martha hit it big last
year (with Tony’s help) with the truly awesome ‘I’m Not Coming Down’. The woman shows no signs of stopping. And neither does Tony.
People like Calvin Harris and David Guetta
owe a bit debt to this man, for they would not exist without him.
“I found
out that there’s so much more to this life…”
That is
the opening volley of Martha Wash’s latest, ‘I’m Not Coming Down’, (currently stuck on repeat in my car), a
rip-roaring empowerment anthem sure to shore up even the most timid of spirits.
It’s
Pride weekend here, in Minneapolis. A
few weeks ago, in a TMI post, I shared what Pride means to me – it’s something
I live every day, wherever I am. But
this year, it feels particularly poignant due to my recent emancipation from my
own self-imposed ‘cage’.
Recently,
I found a few moments to reflect on where I was in my life one year ago. Events in June, July, and August of last year
sort of helped catapult my ass off the end of a certain couch where it had been
parked, more or less, over the previous seventeen years.
Seventeen
years! It absolutely boggles my mind.
Sure, I
was hardly sedentary during that time period:
I
mounted two productions of an original musical (last gasps of theatrical
ambition)
Graduated
Summa Cum Laude from college with a GPA of 3.96
Wrote a
ton of music
Adopted
and raised six special needs dogs
Went
through three major job changes
Created
a property rental business
Rehabbed
eight houses
Travelled
Finished
my first novel
Created
this blog: ‘Wonderland Burlesque’
Helped
care for my father who is in the grips of Alzheimer’s
Survived
a mountain biking accident where I broke my neck in two places
Volunteered
on and off at various non-profits
…among
other things.
I
also did a lot of things I am now not so proud of, or, at least on this side of
things, am not as pleased with as I once was. But, I regret nothing. It – all that acting out – got me to where I
needed to be - which is where I currently am.
As
plays go, this would be Act Five, something, as a former sort-of playwright, I
can tell you, is rarely a good idea.
Audiences rarely have patience for such things. But since mine is now a one-man show and I’ve
dispensed with any and all ambitions, my concern these days is not with my
audience. These days my one ambition
seems to be to remain true to myself – someone who got trampled, censored, and
nullified during Act Four. Someone who
nearly died in Act Three (We never talk about Act Three). Someone who was ambitious, deluded,
disillusioned, betrayed, and embittered in Act Two. Someone who hadn’t a clue how the world
worked in Act One.
Like
I said… it’s been one long-ass play.
With
no intermissions.
And
I take full responsibility for all of it. Especially the ‘now’.
Now? I’m happy.
And I forgot how liberating a feeling that can be.
So,
I totally relate to Martha Wash’s latest anthem. It speaks to me like no other. A year ago?
My legs did shake with each step.
I was fighting for each breath (anxiety will do that, you know). Spiritually and emotionally, I am soaring “above
the ground”, and, in light of all that…