Last night I went to Peter Jones Gallery to 'watch over,' the 'Free Henry Goodbar, Telepath,' set. The Gay and Lesbian Film Fest, had an aftershow (a gay version of 'Charlies Angels,' at the Music Box) party, and our set was the 'dance floor.' Two days after the Republicans successfully demonized the Gay community, a festive group came to talk, dance, drink and look cool.
I was dazzled by the energy of the party-goers, there was nothing, dark, nefarious, scary or threatening about any of these folks. I don't think they are pushing some radical 'agenda,' except maybe being accepted as free and equal human beings who deserve all the rights and responsibilities due anyone else.
Heavens no! Fear of the other is a powerful force. The event went smoothly, the set is fine, we laid rugs on the floor to protect David's beautiful paint job. I hopped a cab and got home about midnight. Looking forward to two solid shows this weekend. The human comedy (spiced with tragic overtones) continues...