You can take the homo out of the disco…

To anyone traveling inbound on I-10 this afternoon, I apologize. I don’t know what came over me.

It started innocently enough: I’d grown weary of the same ten cds in my car and was flipping through radio stations in search of something interesting. And after a couple of scans, I heard the unmistakeable piano riff of “It’s Raining Men” by the Weather Girls, and although the song’s never been a particular favorite of mine, I let it play.

Seconds later, I recalled an episode that happened at the Bourbon Pub nearly two decades ago, a couple of years before I came out (well, came out again, but that’s another entry). Anyway, I was there with my girlfriend, and we were goofing around, and the dj played “It’s Raining Men,” and I starting singing along and doing this little dance, and my then-girlfriend just laughed, thinking it was cute, but later she asked me, earnestly, “Richard, are you sure you’re not gay?”

Like, duh, lady. How many straight men know the fucking lyrics to “It’s Raining Men”? How many would lip-synch the words in the middle of New Orleans’ biggest fag bar? …I mean, sure, I denied it, and I guess I’m a good liar, but come on, sweetie. Clueless girlfriend, there’s a call for you on the white courtesy telephone.

So, an hour ago, when I heard the song, I thought of that and I laughed at the absurdity of it all. Then I had a little nelly break. While driving. Not exactly a safe thing to do–it’s hard to steer with your hands that far up in the air.

5 Comments so far

  1. YatPundit (unregistered) on March 30th, 2005 @ 2:03 pm

    too funny! I think everyone I know, straight or gay, has a Bourbon Pub story…at least one…


  2. Mike Hoffman (unregistered) on March 30th, 2005 @ 3:11 pm

    I found out through some TV trivia that Paul Schaefer wrote that song. Not surprising, huh? Just thought I’d throw that out there.


  3. Max Sparber (unregistered) on March 30th, 2005 @ 3:17 pm

    Know the song, love it, sing it, am familiar with the fact that the Weather Girls were the backup singers for Sylvester, whose “Mighty Real” I also know, love, and can sing. Also know the Sylvester was a member of the Coquettes.

    Not gay, though.


  4. richard (unregistered) on March 30th, 2005 @ 3:37 pm

    Max:

    You are what we commonly call a “faux ‘mo” (though you lose points for misspelling “Cockettes”).

    Perhaps you should ring up my ex-girlfriend. I’m guessing you’d have a lot to talk about…


  5. Max Sparber (unregistered) on March 30th, 2005 @ 4:19 pm

    Crap. Always do a Google search when you’re not certain of spelling.

    I guess I’ll return my Frankie Goes to Hollywood and Erasure CDs.

    “Together with me and my baby

    Break the chains of love

    Together we’ll break these chains of love

    La la la la



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