October 21, 2008 at 12:40 am Leave a comment

It is De’s birthday and he calls. He has a certian desperation in his voice, “it’s my birthday he says and no one has given me a present.” this is said with out any cry for sympathy. I package up two new Antony projects Hercules and Love Affair and the Another World ep and drag off to Silom. The bar is fairly empty, Maitree sings karoake with a guy who confesses his sexual confusion to me. An Indian cross-dresser lurks around. While eating a gyro a ladyboy performances a dance to Whitney Houston on some scooters. The second club I used to DJ at in Silom is now closed. But what stays, as we talk outside the bar and I nearly fall asleep, is how small it all is, despite all the hype, despite all the supposed openness of our society, it’s really quite small. The gays stay hands clasped, with their beers and cigars. They all remind slightly of Bruce La Bruce characters. It’s terribly sad, the indian cross dresser is British, she shakes my hand firmly and sings along to Britney Spears. We watch some dancer from DJ Station who is pondering over his painting, his windows open, shirtless with brushes, his head at times in pain ducked into his knees, other times standing up, awaiting attention.

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