yangnome said:
Thanks again to the judges for their hard work and to GL for the story. Maxfieldjadenfox> I'd love to hear the story about the drag queen funeral.
Okay, but you asked...
My friend Larry "does" Cher. One of my fondest memories is of him standing in my living room at about 3 AM after a Halloween party, saying,"I'm done with this bitch" and dropping first the wig, then the falsies and other acoutrements on the floor. Looked like Cher had blown up...
A few months ago, his long-time partner was killed in an accident. Larry called me and asked me to sing at the memorial, which would be at the local gay social club. "Rick always loved to hear you sing." So, of course, I said yes. I got to the club early, and found out the accompanist had flaked, so I would be singing acapella...erk! I asked the bartender where Larry was and he pointed toward the back room. I composed myself, because I knew it would probably be an emotional scene. When I went around the corner, there was Larry, all done up as Cher. This was a surprise to me. Nobody told me it would be a drag memorial service. Next to him, helping with the wig stylage, was my friend PJ, also known as Fontana Divine, as Liza, resplendent in red sequins. Suddenly, I felt very underdressed in my velvet top and jeans. But, a real woman can never hope to compete with a drag queen in the glitz department, so why bother? Larry told me he was sorry about the accompanist, but was I still willing to sing? I said of course. He told me where to sit, when I would sing, and excused himself to finish preparing. I went out and sat in my assigned spot and prepared myself by drinking a beer. Through the course of the evening, drag kings and queens eulogized Rick in words and lip sync. My friends Wendy and Kari sang "Somewhere Over the Rainbow." When people were particularly moved, they walked up to the performer and gave him/her money. A custom perhaps unique to this area. The same $10-$15 probably just makes its way around the room through the course of the evening, but it's kind of an honor. It was finally my time to sing. I sang Sarah MacLachlan's Angel. About halfway through, I realized that the audience was singing with me. Nice. Then, the drag queens began to line up to give me money. I was so flummoxed I sang the end of the first verse twice. Guess nobody minded... Last, Larry came out and sang a duet with an Ernie (from Sesame Street) puppet singing the Peter Cetera part.
Well, here we are again
I guess it must be fate
We've tried it on our own
But deep inside we've known
We'd be back to set things straight
I still remember when
Your kiss was so brand new
Every memory repeats
Every step I take retreats
Every journey always brings me back to you
After All the stops and starts
We keep coming back to these two hearts
Two angels who've been rescued from the fall
After All that we've been through
It all comes down to me and you
I guess it's meant to be
Forever you and me, After All
When love is truly right
(This time it's truly right)
It lives from year to year
It changes as it goes
Oh, and on the way it grows
But it never disappears
After All the stops and starts
We keep coming back to these two hearts
Two angels who've been rescued from the fall
After All that we've been through
It all comes down to me and you
I guess it's meant to be
Forever you and me, After All
Always just beyond my touch
You know I needed you so much
After All, what else is livin' for?
After All the stops and starts
We keep coming back to these two hearts
Two angels who've been rescued from the fall
After All that we've been through
It all comes down to me and you
I guess it's meant to be
Forever you and me, After All
Tears were running down his face as everyone lined up in front of the stage, which was littered with money by the end of the song. Turns out he wasn't going to be able to afford to fly to South Dakota (where Rick was from) for the funeral, but the drag queen donations (and mine

) made it possible. All in all, one of the most surreal and amazing experiences of my life.