Tag Archives: new york city

Lawyers in Love

I think I was supposed to be impressed by the law office. It had extra cushy-feeling carpets in a gray color that was so light it was almost white, which had to mean it was expensive to clean. Out of the elevator the entrance to their office suite had chrome accents and a frosted glass […]

Let’s Get Rocked

Yeah, I felt good and artsy wearing my homemade obscenity shirt. With my leather jacket over it, you couldn’t read the front unless I stretched out my arms, but that wasn’t what mattered. What mattered was that I knew the message was there. I had decided to leave Ziggy’s as soon as the shirt was […]

Dancing with Tears in My Eyes

(Look for a post this Saturday thanks to donations topping $100 in the top jar! -ctan) — When you go to a wake organized by a disc jockey, you do your grieving while dancing. I couldn’t shake the feeling that a lot of people were there not because Freddie Mercury meant anything to them, but […]

Heaven or Las Vegas

(Hey folks, I notice we’re only $16 from triggering a Saturday post! I’ll keep an eye on it! -ctan) I should have known that this wouldn’t just be one of Jordan’s regular parties at his loft. But until Tony pulled the limo up to a velvet-roped line somewhere on the Lower East Side, that’s what […]

Dangerous

It was full-on rush hour when we got to the New York metro area, and getting down to Ziggy’s place in lower Manhattan took over an hour. When the limo dropped us off at last, I was feeling slightly car sick and I just wanted to lie down. I did that while Ziggy made some […]

Let’s Talk About Sex

I took a long shower as if that could thaw my frozen brain. It didn’t work. But Ziggy didn’t object and he didn’t rake me over the coals or anything so that was good, I guess? When I emerged from the water I spent a very long time combing my hair. I had conditioned it […]

Real Men

In the end we hired a trumpet player Mitch knew and liked working with and who Marvelle knew from other gigs, a serious-looking chap with round glasses named Lorne Acevedo. He was from New Orleans and had played with Wynton Marsalis. Fran and Clarice booked to come in for two weeks of full band rehearsal […]

This Corrosion

Working with Priss was kind of exhausting because I had to pay so much attention to something that I normally paid no attention to at all. Singing is like walking. While I’m doing it I’m usually not thinking about it very much. But imagine if instead of just walking on the treadmill you had a […]

Hit the Ground

Colin and I had the following very terse conversation after sex. I don’t know if the terseness demonstrates how well we knew each other at that point or that we were emotionally stunted. Me: Something’s changed. Him: Yeah. What, though? Me: Dunno. Him: Is that bad? Me: Not sure. Him: Not sure either. Me: Should […]

Middle of the Road

That night I asked Ziggy super-casually if we could hit Limelight. I had no idea if Jordan would be there but he had been at least half the times I’d gone over the past couple of years, even when he wasn’t deejaying, and in the far back of my head I had this inkling that […]