It's amazing how much stuff I've written is just magically appearing even though I'm sick in bed and not capable of much more than these little intros to linkage.
I may have done permanent damage to my airways by going to the Rufus Wainwright concert in San Francisco last Friday, but damn he was good. But I did notice something a bit disconcerting about the audience:
Oh, Rufus Wainwright, how you sparkle.
Oh, audience who went to see Rufus Wainwright at the San Francisco Masonic Auditorium last Friday, what’s wrong with you?
I refer specifically to the absolute flat-boring way the audience was dressed. There were perhaps five of us wearing anything that could remotely be considered sparkly, except, of course, for Rufus and his band, who were appropriately blinding in their shininess.
And that’s why I want to know what’s wrong with the people of my city, especially my gay brothers who I once could count on not to go see a diva like Rufus wearing little zip-up track jackets and running shoes.
Full judgmental little rant and yes, a few words about the actual concert story here.
Keep in mind that you are essentially banning some of us from seeing Rufus. Ever. Because you KNOW there is NO WAY I will ever sparkle ;)
Just a thought ... heh.
Posted by: KT | 09 August 2007 at 08:06 PM