Queer Theory - NiceNSleazy - Glasgow - 27/07/16

A club night with a difference, a bit cabaret, a bit intellectually cutting edge, and a whole lot of what in the sixties would been called letting your freak flag fly.

In another time and another place events like this would have been guarded secrets.
Venues would be quietly secured and very careful word of mouth invites would be issued
Strangers would only gain access with a recommendation, or if they turned up on the arm of a regular.

Thankfully, in Glasgow, those days are left to history, and in the here and now the lbgt community can kick open the closet doors and express themselves on their own terms without kowtowing to prejudices.

I'm a fan.
Can you tell?

Freedom of speech, of expression, of sexuality, of being who you are comfortable being, is something we should all be supportive of, and within the 'Queer Theory' events it is apparent that this attitude serves as the foundation that everything rests on.

Poet Elaine Gallagher provided my introduction to the night with a performance that was insightful, clearly expressed, and in so many ways said far more about the reality of a trans existence than the mainstream has ever come close to being able to convey to the general public.
Male, female.
Really, does it matter?
Terms to put people in boxes, to make it all neat and tidy, a cunt or a cock defining the world.
Separation by biology. By what? By things we choose? By things we make up to divide us?
Say it loud, say it proud.
People are people, people are strange.
Inspiring would be the initial reaction from participating in watching her perform.

The performance art piece that followed was unfortunately less impressive, and I failed to catch the name of the artist on stage, but that's a subjective view being aired and shouldn't be considered as a critique.
For others the destruction of a laptop in a rock and roll Townsend inspired style may well have been a highlight.
Appreciation in the eye of the beholder indeed.

Prior to an early exit necessitated by a reliance on public transport I managed to catch the public screening of house band 'The Black Doves' latest release 'Downward Spiral' before they then took to the stage to run through a short set that was the icing on the cake of the evening for me.
A fabulous rendition of Deborah Harry's 'I want that man' was the perfect opener, and from a solid start the band kept a tight grip on the attention of the audience and I presume left everyone considering they were witnessing something rather special in its nascent form.

More Hedwig than Scissor Sisters, more disco Bowie than Gloria Gaynor and still more fringe than a bus load of one man shows heading to Edinburgh.

Not to be missed.

Gay or straight, tagged with a label or not, you don't get much more bang for your buck midweek in Glasgow.

The stars are out.

Alex Main