Oh L'Amour True Colors
July 01, 2007
My friend Andrew got me into the closing night of the True Color's tour, the Cyndi Lauper organized, Logo and HRC supported multi-city tour to end Homophobia.
I'm not a huge concert fan. I seemed to have inherited my dad's ease of acquiring headaches from the slightest pounding of music, (I was real fun at a club) but Erasure, Jimmy Somerville and the Pet Shop Boys were the sound track to my coming out in the 90s. Seeing Erasure live was something I just couldn't pass up.
The first few acts, the more newer generation of acts, weren't my thing. Sad, for me, as I'd hoped a moment of serendipity might occur with a new melody slipping in and taking root in my heart. Alas, not to be.
The Zone-Zone called me to its oblivious shores, blotting out the strings of songs unwanted and the acrid assault of the guy getting high next to me (M'kay...) when Rosie snapped onto stage and let lose with a string of invective insults that called me back. She was great, but she just set up the boys.
And damn, did I love the boys.
The next two hours were pretty awesome, as Erasure rocked the house with the synth-pop-trippy-faggy music that had me rocking out. Rare thing. They flowed right into Cyndi Lauper, who kept the beat alive, refocusing the energy on getting people to do something in support of our Fabulousness, other than shop. Several thousand people swaying together and singing True Colors is an awesome image I'll cary with me in my secret place behind my heart.
And no, I didn't get a headache.
My friend Andrew's video blog.
Posted by Jody at July 1, 2007 12:27 PM
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