Once again, Gadjo Disko swallowed me up
in its glittering maw, only to spit me back up
days later- dazed and wondering how to get
this surgical adhesive off of my face..
Well, it’s really mostly off now- after many
scrubbings. What a night.
Words, as usual, don’t do it justice
so here’s so pictures instead to
give you an idea:

The thing about surgical adhesive is that
you can really be assured of all your eyelashes
and jewels and whatnot staying exactly where
you stuck them, and not budging an inch..
Even much, much later- when you really want them to..

Mistress Stephanie was there in fine form,
she really is just so stunning. Her embroidered
robes were beyond belief. I believe their first album is being
released this week, on Saturday- hooray!

Sweet Franziska performed the most incredible Mongolian Burlesque!
She is such a talented dancer- I love seeing humor and sensuality
blended with good choreography. You can tell when a dancer
truly loves what they do- Frannie was radiant!

Faith Delphi is a total fox.

This is Mister Christopher.
He is a fine fellow.

This guy is my favorite. He was so scary and great!

Christeene and Mackling relaxing after
a spirited performance involving nearly naked, bearded men in animal masks.
You can watch the video version here, but I’ll warn you- it is nasty!
In the best possible way! So nasty, in fact- that you have confirm your birthdate to watch it!

This guy reminded us of an actor from The Angels of Light
(not Michael Gira’s band, but the post-Cockettes troupe)
He was fun to watch dancing, also. Lots of Balinese gestures.

Flip!

Miss Amelia was at the disko
looking so splendid that I was doubly shocked when she told me that
her beloved house had burned down that very afternoon! Poor dearie..
Luckily, everyone is okay, including her wee pup Charlotte.
She told me that she managed to save the pink faux fur stole
she made especially for Gadjo Disko! Send her good wishes
and vintage dresses! Hers all smell like smoke and soot..

Lastly, here’s my own true love in a fantastic ensemble of his own making..
He seems to be indicating the way to the great egress…

Oh, and I just found out about Lux Interior!
I can’t believe he’s gone- it’s seems like just yesterday
that I saw him clambering up a bank of speakers
in rubber stockings and stiletto heels. Poor Ivy!
Goodnight, werewolf king..