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Jan. 24th, 2004 02:47 pmwent to the rocky horror picture show last night.
it was rather weird.
i don't know whether i can quite explain - but i thought back to my 12-yr-old self, and how she'd have felt sitting there. it would have been everything she'd ever wanted.
i remember that misfit child. buying her first bowie album, her first placebo album, seeing velvet goldmine for the first time...all that time she was waiting, knowing that one day she'd go to the midnight show, find her freaks, her cult, the people Just Like Her, and everything would be alright for ever and ever. it was a beautiful time in her life, and she didn't even mind the waiting. after all, she had rocky, and she had dreams.
but last night, i realised, i did not go to the Late Night Double Feature Picture Show to find my freaks. instead, i took them there with me.
whether they were cheering, calling algy a slut, shouting 'anal sex' intermittently because they felt like it, unlacing my corset-top, stripping, or just practicing good old elbow sex...i had brought them.
i always felt called by rocky, by the cult. i felt instinctively it would one day be my home. last night showed me i already am home.
let's face it - i've seen bowie live; i've seen rocky horror twice on stage and once in the cinema; i have regular costume parties with a group of people as varied in interests, talents, sexuality, as in hair colour - the only thing they all have in common is their individuality and beauty; i own everything ever penned by the hand of oscar wilde...i'm everything the 12-yr-old me could have wished.
and so, i am going to proclaim my teenage years an unmitigated success.
it was rather weird.
i don't know whether i can quite explain - but i thought back to my 12-yr-old self, and how she'd have felt sitting there. it would have been everything she'd ever wanted.
i remember that misfit child. buying her first bowie album, her first placebo album, seeing velvet goldmine for the first time...all that time she was waiting, knowing that one day she'd go to the midnight show, find her freaks, her cult, the people Just Like Her, and everything would be alright for ever and ever. it was a beautiful time in her life, and she didn't even mind the waiting. after all, she had rocky, and she had dreams.
but last night, i realised, i did not go to the Late Night Double Feature Picture Show to find my freaks. instead, i took them there with me.
whether they were cheering, calling algy a slut, shouting 'anal sex' intermittently because they felt like it, unlacing my corset-top, stripping, or just practicing good old elbow sex...i had brought them.
i always felt called by rocky, by the cult. i felt instinctively it would one day be my home. last night showed me i already am home.
let's face it - i've seen bowie live; i've seen rocky horror twice on stage and once in the cinema; i have regular costume parties with a group of people as varied in interests, talents, sexuality, as in hair colour - the only thing they all have in common is their individuality and beauty; i own everything ever penned by the hand of oscar wilde...i'm everything the 12-yr-old me could have wished.
and so, i am going to proclaim my teenage years an unmitigated success.
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Date: 2004-01-24 07:47 am (UTC)have friends who like to be embarassing in publicbe happy.And Algy is a slut. Not on purpose though.
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Date: 2004-01-24 01:51 pm (UTC)How very risqué, m'lady.
(http://www.deadjournal.com/~lilypond)
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Date: 2004-01-24 01:52 pm (UTC)i wouldn't take it too seriously.
by the way, i don't think i can come to the cinema tomorrow after all. :(
how be ye?
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Date: 2004-01-24 03:13 pm (UTC)Rocky just simply rocked!
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Date: 2004-01-24 04:40 pm (UTC)And that's a lovely take on Rocky :) I always felt the same way about it and I took my bunch of freaks (found way outside the theater) to their first showing too.
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Date: 2004-01-25 02:01 pm (UTC)alan rickman, frank & magenta in one place?!
mmmmm.
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Date: 2004-01-25 02:10 pm (UTC)I love
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Date: 2004-01-24 05:10 pm (UTC)Woo hoo, with the Yayness of Teen Years..
Oh, god I need to sleep. Oh god...
Hi!
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Date: 2004-01-25 02:37 am (UTC)x
The past decade? I'm proud that its shaped me into the person I am, but apart from my self, my experiences and memories, I don't have a lot to show for it. Ended friendships, dead relationships, a rollcall of people who walked away. My twenties will be my age, I've decided.
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Date: 2004-01-25 07:21 am (UTC)Love Bowie, Wilde, and RHPS. Being a little older than you were at 12...looking for people Just Like Me, loving RHPS and wanting to belong to it, wanting to channel O.W., I've got to say that you are me in a few years. And that I want to be you when I grow up.
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Date: 2004-01-25 01:36 pm (UTC)i'm only 18.
and reading your stuff on fictionpress, i assumed you were older than me!
i think i'm just lucky with the friends i have around me. if it wasn't for then i could easily still be sitting in my room watching rocky, alone.
and perfect? i should hope i am not that. it would leave no room for development, and i hope to develop in many directions...