Out There: June 2009 Archives

That sinkless, mob-owned, wretched bar was is where our Greenwich Village forebears could meet, flirt, and actually dance. New York police, many on the take, had the upper hand.

Was Judy's death the straw that broke this miserable camel's back?
Some say yes, some no. Writer, critic and gay maven David Ehrenstein emailed me to say that "Judy's passing was 'in the air,' " and one of the "Stonewall kids" named Tommy who was there confirmed that to him. Others, noted in my piece for Obit Magazine out today, completely disagree.
As you can read in my salute to Judy and Stonewall, I think the truth, by its very nature fugitive, is somewhere in between. Both riveting spirits reward another look.
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"I'm trying to be a singer, not a civil rights leader," says Adam Lambert -- remember him? -- as he comes out in the new Rolling Stone. Quelle, quelle surprise, but congratulations nonetheless.
Yet comments like that are as boilerplate as the mag itself.
Dear Adam: Popular culcha has long ago rendered any such division into schmaltz.
In case you have or anyone has any doubts about that, check out the quite subversive 1952 Disney cartoon short called Lambert the Sheepish Lion. See any parallels, sweetie? The gay-positive metaphors?
Oh, yes, the charming, witty voiceover is immediately familiar as that of the sterling Sterling Holloway -- who, by the way, introduced the Richard Rodgers and Lorenz Hart standard "I'll Take Manhattan" in their very first tandem outing, a series of '20s romps called Garrick Gaieties. Holloway's raspy light tenor, what some have termed a near falsetto, was his calling card. Later, he collected modern art. His admiring bios include the boilerplate "Never married."
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