Monday, 14 May 2012

Show me that smile my heart adores



After a beautifully sunny (if not yet quite sizzling) weekend in the gardens here at Dolores Delargo Towers, it's grey and cold again just in time to make us feel really good as we head back to work.

Hey ho. It's another Tacky Music Monday, and here to cheer us up are the eternally gorgeous Mr Rock Hudson "singing" with the irrepressible Miss Nancy Walker (who would have been 90 years old last week!), in a rather unusual dance routine...


We miss them both.

Have a good week!

Sunday, 13 May 2012

Old broads misbehavin'



Today would have been the 90th birthday of one of our "patron saints" the fantabulosa Bea Arthur.

Suffice to say, my thoughts on the late Miss Arthur have been featured here a few times over the years, so without further ado, here's one of her lesser-known "double acts" - with the magnificent Madame...


...the creation (of course) of the late, great Wayland Flowers.

Bea Arthur on NNDB

Saturday, 12 May 2012

I should be glad to be so inclined



Today would have been the 70th birthday of the incomparable Mr Ian Dury!

One of the most loved artists of the "post-punk" era, his pithy lyrics and slightly effete yet "in-yer-face" defiance are still among the memories that sum up the late 70s perfectly. Read my previous tribute to him on the tenth anniversary of his sad death.

In memory of the great man, let us just wallow in his musical genius. Here's the ultimate Ian Dury and the Blockheads classic:


Another masterwork:


And this, which is very apt for the loss of such a master of his art:


Ian Dury and the Blockheads official site

Friday, 11 May 2012

Down in your alleys, seems that anything goes



Last night was quite possibly one of the most popular book launches I have ever attended! Such is the love and respect that Mr Clayton Littlewood (author of the marvellous Dirty White Boy) evidently commands...

Soho's wonderfully atmospheric Madame JoJo's club (one of the last surviving throwbacks to the classic era of that "sleazy city" full of "seedy films") was absolutely packed to the gunnels with the great and the good (and possibly the not-so-good) of the literary, entertainment, and hedonistic worlds. As I mentioned earlier, I was overjoyed to see people who I hadn't seen for ages - among others, Rupert Smith, Dom Agius, Stewart Who?, Kenneth Hill, Uli Lenart from Gay's the Word, and Roger Lloyd-Thompson (aka Dexter Clark the Celebrity Hairdresser). But more of him later...

Mr Littlewood was, of course, sharing the spotlight of the evening with the adorable Maggie & Martin, whose songs interspersed Clay's own appearances on stage. Launching their first album as a duo Union, Maggie K De Monde is famous for her chart success with her bands Swans Way and Scarlet Fantastic, and Martin Watkins is best known for his work writing and performing with Marc Almond. Their appearance last night was particularly meaningful, as it was through their mutual friend Mr Littlewood that they first got in contact with each other (via MySpace), and began writing together.



Here's their excellent single Night Of A Thousand Stars:


To launch his new book Goodbye to Soho, Clayton first introduced us to the back-story to it all - leaving sleepy Weston-Super-Mare in pursuit of Marc Almond, meeting Quentin Crisp, meeting hubby Jorge, setting up the shop (also called Dirty White Boy) in Old Compton Street under a notorious brothel, the madness of living in the middle of London's most eccentric and sleazy part of town, and of course the many and varied characters they encountered, that inspired Clay to first write his experiences down in his MySpace blog (via which, of course, I first got to meet him).

And, with the more-than-able assistance of Mr Lloyd-Thompson, playing all the characters - transsexual Angie (who was sat in the booth right next to us in the audience!), the wonderfully bitter old queen Leslie, thong fetishist Charlie, brothel madam Sue and her dodgy plumbing - were brought once more vividly to life in a series of joyful (if familiar; we went to see it not once, but twice!) scenes from the stage version of Dirty White Boy.


Each scene was wonderfully done, and the interplay between Roger and Clay was hilarious. After the break, the story continued - but this time concentrating more on the later years of their Soho life. The shop wasn't doing well, their close friend Chico was dying in prison, the brothel had been raided just one too many times, and a move was inevitable. However, some of the loose ends had been tied up - Leslie had rediscovered his long-lost love (in fact the self-same Charlie the knicker specialist), and the lovely Angie was doing better than ever.

But as the new book continues where the old one leaves off, the situation is grounded in the saddest ending of them all. Clay has dedicated the book to his dear friend - the most decadent, the most sleazy, the most eccentric of them all, the late, great Sebastian Horsley, whose own death was a huge shock to the Soho community. At his funeral procession - a typically understated Victorian carriage hearse pulled by two dressed black horses around the streets of the West End - thousands turned out to give him a big send-off. And with Clayton's sublime recollections, his memory will never be lost.

By way of my own little tribute to the whole evening, here's the man who inspires everyone in Soho - Mr Marc Almond, with Seedy Films:


This was a marvellous night, an excellent venue, and a wonderful turnout for a book launch. It was a shame that Jorge (manning the bookstall) had no debit card facility otherwise I would have purchased a copy of Goodbye to Soho and got Clayton to sign it. Never mind, it's yet another excuse to keep in touch...

Goodbye to Soho is available through Clayton's website.

Maggie & Martin's Union is available from HMV.

And, in a great bit of news, Dexter Clark's "Fabulous Head" comes to the Leicester Square Theatre in June and July 2012! A must-see!

Get down, baby bubba



We had a fab night catching up with old familiar faces (Rupert Smith, Dom Agius, Stewart Who?, Kenneth Hill et al) at a packed Madame JoJos last night, for the official launch of both Clayton Littlewood's sequel to Dirty White Boy, called Goodbye to Soho, and Maggie (De Monde) and Martin (Watkins) album Union - more on that later, no doubt.

However there are other reasons to feel good about today - the sun has finally peeked out from behind the monsoon and looks like staying around for the weekend, and speaking of which, it's the end of another week!

So to celebrate in an appropriate manner, let's assume our coolest nightclub pose, and Get Down with the smoothest-of-the-smooth of the dance crooners, Mr Gene Chandler!

Thank Disco It's Friday!


Have a fab fun-filled weekend!

Gene Chandler official website

Thursday, 10 May 2012

Hope



At last!

In a ground-breaking move, the incumbent President of the United States has come out... In favour of gay marriage!

Presiding over a country where 31 of his own states have anti-gay legislation in place - not least North Carolina, which has just introduced its own ban on both equal marriage and civil partnerships - and fighting a battle for the presidency this year, it is a bold move.

However, we can but hope that this statement of support for equality will help influence the wind of change for the benighted "Land of the Free" [sic], and hopefully give some encouragement to people who struggle against even more fascist homophobic regimes across the world (such as in Russia, Eastern Europe, Africa and the Middle East).

We can but hope...

Over at AllOut, there is a message of support for President Obama you can sign. I have.


A momentous day.

Wednesday, 9 May 2012

Seamen stained, Brass bosomed, mesmeric trapeze artistry, Aunt Ed and MacHeath



Mr Paul Burston struck a bit of a Mafioso pose as he opened another evening of treats at "London's peerless gay literary salon" Polari last night, complete with shades, pinstripes - and a "MacHeath" stiletto blade!

Sat in "theatre style" rows for a change - the evening was so over-subscribed they had to add extra seating (of course the lovely Lauren Henderson aka Rebecca Chance had bagged most of the front row for her "gay husbands" and her real one!) - John-John, Ange, Paul, Jim and I sensed gangland trouble afoot, but nah... just literature!



Danuta Kean, an expert in writing and writers and regular columnist in the book trade press opened the proceedings with aplomb. Paul informed us it was her first public reading, but you'd never have guessed, as she confidently breezed through her short piece.



Next to the stage was a pirate! Actually, it was the historian and writer Peter Daniels, who provided us with a truly marvellous entertainment - his poem "The Ballad of Captain Rigby"...

Ned Rigby was a navy man,
the captain of the Dragon;
his famous ways with seamen
were a kind you may imagine.


The poem in its fabulous entirety is the newest exhibit in the Dolores Delargo Towers Museum of Camp - you will love it as much as we did!



The lovely Miss Barbara Ewing was responsible for one of our fave characters on early evening telly back in the early 80s - as the redoubtable big-bosomed "earth mother" Agnes Fairchild in cult comedy Brass:


Now she has turned her talents to writing, and has had reasonable success as an author of historical novels. Her chosen reading was from The Mesmerist - a dark mystery about the Victorian craze for mesmerism (or as we know it now, hypnotism) and how an attempted scam turns into something genuinely bordering on the psychic... Fascinating stuff!



After the break it was the turn to the rather cute Will Davis, who is apparently an aerialist (although, unfortunately, his feet remained firmly on the floor and he didn't arrive on the stage from a rope!) as well as an author and books editor for Attitude magazine. He read us a passage from his new book The Trapeze Artist about a man who runs away with a circus after suffering a nervous breakdown - and excellent it was too!



However, it was our headliner VG (Val) Lee - possibly the funniest and most entertaining reader among the "Polari Royalty" - who stole the show! Reading from her brand new novel Always you, Edina - a tangled tale of doomed family relationships - she delivered every delicious line in her customary hilariously deadpan manner, and we lapped up every word with relish. Simply marvellous!



Once again, a classic evening - and once again all over and done with far too soon!

"And Macheath spends like a sailor
Did our boy do something rash?"


The next instalment of Polari is on 10th June 2012, and readers so far announced are Alex Marwood and Kristian Johns - bring it on!

Polari at the Southbank Centre