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Glitter and Be Gay

This post may be the most powerful piece of counter-programming that the Super Bowl has ever seen – and I’ve made more than my fair share of counter-programming posts for Super Bowl Sunday. Here we continue the magnificently opulent opening of The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale which finds a stripped-off and stripped-down before-and-after scene, where ruffled lace bloomers stand-in for more hidden lace and ruffles. The essence of a woman intersperses with the essence of a man – and who can tell which is which? We each play a part, usually several, in any give day. To even attempt to dull the shine and sully the sparkle of another creature because you do not fully understand them… is a certain destroyer of one’s karma. There are places in hell for that kind of behavior, even when you don’t realize you’re doing it. Ignorance is not bliss, nor is it an excuse for hatred. 

Glitter and be gay
That’s the part I play
Here I am in Paris, France
Forced to bend my soul
To a sordid role
Victimized by bitter
Bitter circumstance…

Ah, ’twas not to be
Harsh necessity
Brought me to this gilded cage
Born to higher things
Here I drop my wings
Ah!
Singing of a sorrow
Nothing can assuage

And yet, of course, I rather like to revel, ha ha!
I have no strong objection to champagne, ha ha!
My wardrobe is expensive as the devil, ha ha!
Perhaps it is ignoble to complain
Enough, enough
Of being basely tearful
I’ll show my noble stuff
By being bright and cheerful

Let us not be saddened by worldly wear and cynical tear; let us instead escape on clouds of ruffles and lace, lit by lamps of beaded glass fringe, and hung by ropes of diamonds

Pearls and ruby rings
Ah, how can worldly things
Take the place of honor lost?
Can they compensate
For my fallen state?
Purchased as they were at such a, at such an awful cost?
Bracelets, lavallieres
Can they dry my tears?
Can they blind my eyes to shame?
Can the brightest brooch
Shield me from reproach?
Can the purest diamond purify my name?

When questions of a darker time plague the mind, and shadows elongate into the fierce and deadly, the sparkling lot of a jewelry box is sometimes the only thing that will pierce the blackness. We’ll make our own damn stars if the universe refuses to deliver. We’ll don our own starlight – and we’ll stay in the glorious fight.

“During the darkest days of the AIDS crisis, we buried our friends in the morning, we protested in the afternoon, and we danced all night. The dance kept us in the fight because it was the dance we were fighting for. It didn’t look like we were going to win then and we did. It doesn’t feel like we’re going to win now but we could. Keep fighting, keep dancing.” – Dan Savage

And yet, of course, these trinkets are endearing, ha ha!
I’m oh so glad my sapphire is a star, ha ha!
I rather like a twenty carat earring, ha ha!
If I’m not pure at least my jewels are!
Enough, enough
I’ll take their diamond necklace
And show my noble stuff
By being gay and reckless!

~ The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale ~

Part One and Part Two

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Just An Old-Fashioned Girl

Eartha Kitt provides her signature cheeky glamour in this song selection for the next installment of ‘The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale‘. It reminds me of that hilarious time one of my, shall we say ‘critics’, voiced their claim that I married Andy for his sugar daddy status, which Andy actually found more riotously funny than me. All these years of joking about being a ‘Material Girl’ somehow left an impression that I was actually a material girl, but when you know something isn’t true it doesn’t really leave a sting. An amusing anecdote perhaps, never a sting. There are scorpions far more skilled than issuing such amateurish accusations. And so I play it up, giving the people what they want and indulging in the very image with which they find such bothersome fault. Eartha had this playbook down pat.

I’m just an old-fashioned girl with an old-fashioned mind
Not sophisticated I’m the plain and simple kind
I want an old-fashioned house with an old-fashioned fence
And an old-fashioned millionaire
I like the old-fashioned flowers, violets are for me
Have them made in diamonds by the man at Tiffany
I want an old-fashioned house with an old-fashioned fence
And an old-fashioned millionaire.

I like Chopin and Bizet and the songs of yesterday
String quartets and Polynesian carols
But the music that excels is the sound of oil wells
As they slurp, slurp, slurp into the barrels.
My little home will be quaint as an old parasol
And instead of carpets I’ll have money wall to wall
I want an old-fashioned house with an old-fashioned fence
And an old-fashioned millionaire.

~ The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale ~

Part One

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The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale ~ The Opening Act

“I was a queen, and you took away my crown; a wife, and you killed my husband; a mother, and you deprived me of my children. My blood alone remains: take it, but do not make me suffer long.” ~ Marie Antoinette

“An entrance is everything. It’s how we present ourselves to an audience. It’s how we present ourselves in life. A man who would barge in on a woman in her bath is a pig. She should know from his entrance how it’s going to end. I’ll show you an entrance…” ~ Terrence McNally

It begins with a man in a dress.
A very pink and very frilly dress.
A dress rife with ruffles, filled deeply with drama.
A dress designed for lounging before a looking glass.
A dress designed for gazing – a dress designed to be gazed upon.

Accompanied by the words of one of our grandest divas of all:
“Look around! Everywhere you turn there’s heartache. It’s everywhere that you go! You try everything you can to escape the pain of life that you know. When all else fails and you long to be something better than you are today, I know a place where you can get away…”

“All you need is your own imagination, so use it, that’s what it’s for. Go inside for your finest inspiration, your dreams will open the door. It makes no difference if you’re black or white, if you’re a boy or a girl. If the music’s pumping it will give you new life – you’re a superstar! Yes, that’s what you are!”

Beauty’s where you find it, not just where you bump and grind it.

Soul is in the musical, that’s where I feel so beautiful…

Magical!

Life’s a ball!

This is where vanity rules the day.
This is where the surface is all that matters.
This is where glamour and fame and fabulousness reach dizzying heights of delight.
This is where the shallow and the superficial collide in phantasmagoric majesty.
This is The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale.
All hail the Queen.
It’s everything you thought it would be, and so much more.
This is the ride of your life.
Fasten your seat belts, it’s going to be a bumpy night.

“Qu ‘ils mangent de la brioche.”

~ The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale ~

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Overture & Opening Credits

All is an-ti-ci-pa-tion.

My very favorite part of any endeavor: the anticipation. 

A quick tuning of the orchestra – arpeggios and scales and troublesome stitches of difficult passages – and then the lights go down.

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A lone figure stands at a podium. The music laid out before them. Everything has already been written. Every piece of the story is already in place. All that is left to do is follow the leader. 

The overture begins… and this one has been heralded as the overture to end all overtures.

The comical drama of the flawed ‘Candide’ was more fitting for this opening than I cared to realize at the time, full of folly and beauty and poignancy, all amid a world of wicked waywardness and the worst of humanity. Glimmers of the best surface too, little sparks in the blackest night, and you too may be surprised at the might of one candle’s flickering flame. 

A figure shrouded in layers of lilac tulle steps onto a golden chair – a fairy on the precipice of flight or fall…

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A Dark Prequel to Divinity

While the Divine Diva Tour is an exercise in escapism, part of the essence of escapism is in needing to escape from something. Though the world has recently given us that in excess, back in 2005 the dark underside of this fairy’s tale was a trajectory that began with silly pomp and circumstance, then gradually bled into something deeper. Hints and foreshadowing of the impending darkness inherent to any desperate bid for escape appear here, preparing the viewer for the possibility of our corridor growing ever dimmer. Still, wrapped in color and sleights of imagery, it begs the question of whether what is being seen is truly as awful as what is being hinted at – and whether any of it was ever real. 

Many people often wonder what everyone did in the days leading up to a pivotal moment in history – like how did the people of Germany live as Hitler was rising up. Perhaps we need to look around and take stock of what we are doing in America at this very moment. Every little step or minute motion towards a destination is part of how it all happens. It all matters. 

There is something seductive about the way a properly-tied noose slides so smoothly around the neck.

“A person must pay dearly for the divine gift of creative fire.” – C.G. Jung

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The Emergence of A Divine Diva: A Fairy Takes Flight

The year was 2005, and that’s saying something when you truly divine everything in it: there is more in that opening salvo than meets the eye and mind. If you think about the enormity of what twenty years truly encompasses you wouldn’t be so flippant in moving onto the next sentence. Already I’m alienating the reader in likely-unnecessary warnings, but if there’s one thing that the project I’m about to present taught me it was to unabashedly be myself. That means being absolutely willing to look like a fool and an idiot, and having the utmost fun in doing so. It means leaning into the idea of fantasy and escape as a viable means of mentally dealing with an imperfect and increasingly-awful world. It means embracing your own divinity and fabulousness in the face of those who would have you silent and suppressed.

‘The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale’ was my project from 2005 – two long decades ago, when the world was decidedly different, and going on tour merely meant traveling to see friends around the country. Following the subtle writings of 2004’s ‘shades of gray’, the contemplative musings of 2003’s ‘Talented Trickster Tour: Reflections of a Floating World‘, the earnest garden diary of 2002’s ‘Words of a Gardener‘ and 2001’s scandalous ‘MAN*BOY‘, ‘The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale’ was originally conceived as an escapist bit of visual fantasy. It came after that string of rather serious and occasionally somber works, and on the surface it was very much a celebration of superficial glamour and sparkle. Underneath it all there was a more serious theme emerging, but rather than present it in dour fashion, I tried to dress it up in feathers and sequins, the way I’ve tried to dress up life whenever it threatens to bring us down.

The Divine Diva Tour was very much centered on the glamour of being a diva – the frills and fun and ridiculousness of it all – wrapped in satin and shine, studded with sparkle and pizzazz, and given divine life through attitude and insistence. It also posited questions on what it meant to be feminine versus masculine, the ever-evolving perception and reality of gender roles, and the multi-faceted realm of sexuality. It was a tale told by a fairy, and the element of being gay was at its heart, informing every glitter-littering step, lifting every fluttering wing. It also marked my first flirtation with drag in any sense of the word, and also my last, as I make for an ugly-ass woman (the eyebrows alone were horrendous) but it all added to the element of play and fun and riotous abandon.

This project remained buried for years, much like ‘shades of gray‘ and other golden-oldies. I’m not entirely sure why, other than concerns typically ran to what was current rather than what had once been. Seeing as it was one of my most fantasy-fueled works it feels like the right time to resurrect it, coinciding with its 20th anniversary. It’s also relatively light-on-the-writing-and-reading and heavy on the visuals, so it’s easy to digest, and ideal for the current state of the world. Without further ado, our presentation of ‘The Divina Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale’ takes wing starting today…

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