QueerRiotClub vs.. QueerBurlesqueFest @ Clash
I'm a certain portion Trash inclined towards positive and good music anyway. Thus, a store, which “The Clash” and calls on the walls of posters and flyers of bands louder and faster music hang won anyway.
If there then held another event, die sich QueerRiotClub vs. QueerBurlesqueFest nennt, so this is an urgent reason, to see the Clash times closer.
Before that, Janka picked up and taken their hairdressers services when. Voilà ich trage nun Pony… the me (and many other amazing) with my synthetic hair wig recently like it so much, I had to leave urgently style also one of my real hair wigs as. Vielen Dank an Janka.
So of course we got going again much later, as we wanted to, but that did not, because we actually got to the Clash perfectly correct…. Surprisingly, I noticed, I was there once before. To a punk concert minimum 3 Years ago. Was good back then – But this year also.
A part of the show made up the typical Teaserettes numbers, that this time, however, were enriched with some other numbers. I've never been the ladies on stage “Gaybar” see perform, but it fit so well with the audience.
And that was plenty. the – not just small – Store was really well filled with guests of all Coleur the Queer scene + Friends. Shemales, Women with beards, Queens, Gays, Lesbians, ordinary people, Goths and punk-influenced people… oh yeah, and certainly many more.
So confused as the audience but was also a life on the stage. As I said the Teaserettes, a Pirate Jenny, the recited a poem, Marcella with a drag performance, an electro-punk singer from Finland, a girl, the undressed with knives, a type, of a flashlight in a strange place was uswusf. Anything with a good deal of trash.. The audience – and it pleased me, but.
As well as the number of Hedoluxe and Sheila from the Wizard of Oz, with the heartless Tin Man and Dorothy. Alone the costume of Hedoluxe is so great, that would justify a separate defined contribution. But look for yourself. Divine, or?
Divine was also found us – So, strictly speaking, Janka and me… A painter told us in to see a worthwhile image, just because we rumsassen and passed the time waiting with. You definitely needed a picture of us, but managed somehow not really any other way, and was also fairly by the wind.
But she had a “Manager” there, which took in hand… came of it then but somehow nothing, no picture, painted by us, But somehow that was not to be expected.
Did not matter, for the evening and the numbers were still very nice and it was worth it, to visit the Clash.