Somewhere Over the Rainbow, there are BEARS!
There was a bear in the woods this weekend at Rainbow Mountain going around to people’s rooms in the middle of the night and knocking on their doors. I kid U not. This bear had a lot of hair, a lot of belly and had been wearing the same clothes for two days. Not only that, but apparently he would jump out of the bush and yell BOO! to unsuspecting cubs and twinks.
This is just one of many strange sights I saw this weekend at my gig at Rainbow Mountain, a gay resort in the Poconos. First off, let me just acknowledge that I had a blast. As my friend Charles so eloquently put it, “after we got over our snobbery, it wasn’t that bad.” I guess cuz it was called a “resort” we had higher expectations before we arrived. I think for me it was just that I’d never been to any kind of outdoorsy, camp like resort or anything else for that matter so I had no idea what to expect. Mr. Adorable and I got to our room and we were nearly knocked out by the smell of old cigarette burns and musk. Then I had the dreadful thought that “we should have brought our own sheets.”
I DID have a lot of fun though. Everyone there was incredibly gracious and kind, in some cases a little TOO kind - the look on one of my dancers’ face when our host kept hitting on him and invited him up to suite 8 where only God knows what went on was so hysterical I nearly choked on my food. Yes, apparently during Bear Weekend there is this suite that has porn playing, a big bed in the middle of the room and basically anything goes. U were liable to see bears fucking, sucking, jacking or whatever. Nothing you would see in Yellowstone I can assure U. They also had community showers which were “encouraged” because of the lack of water. (There was a sign in our bathrooms advising us to “shower together” because it had been a dry summer and the water was dangerously low.) They did have a hot tub and I remember saying “Oh, I wish I’d brought my trunks” to which someone yelled out “U don’t need ‘em!” Uh – huh.
Then they had dog … excuse me … bear tags that you could wear. Red meant STOP! Back away slowly, I’m spoken for. (I immediately got one of those for Mr. Adorable to wear.) Orange meant proceed with caution, I could be in an open relationship, he might be here with me now and we might invite U back 2 our cabin. Any other color meant “Open season, I’m up for anything!”
While we were there dining, I began to wonder if we’d be performing for an empty house cuz there were not a lot of people out. After dinner, we went to the club, which looked like a barn on the outside, but once you got inside looked like … well, a club! But the stage wasn’t big enough to hold all 3 of us, much less big enough for us to dance on, so we adjusted and decided to perform on the dance floor. Wolf, the DJ, adjusted the lights and we ran over the songs a few times after which I was drenched in sweat, dehydrated and just wanted to lie down.
Three hours later we head back to the club. We go on in 30 minutes. And the place was PACKED! Not just bears, but gays of every variation – cute twinks, hunky men, old men, shirtless dancers … even lesbians! And they were excited to have me. Color me nervous, honey! They announced me and we just went out there and did our thing. All the songs and dances went off without a hitch. I started out with the dark and slow intro “They Don’t Know …” and then went right into “Make U Scream” and “Atlantis”. I can’t believe I got all the dance moves right in Atlantis considering I only had a day to learn it! I finished off the set with “I’m Coming Out” and they really seemed to enjoy it. I even got some of them to sing along. Mr. Adorable videotaped it for me and it looked and sounded pretty good. If I performed more regularly it could be even better, but I was very happy with the way everything turned out. I even sold a few CDs and T-shirts which meant I didn’t walk away completely empty-handed after paying my dancers.
The rest of the night basically consisted of me and Mr. Adorable holding each other, dancing, kissing and making out in the club. U know how it is when U just can’t keep your hands off of each other? Well, that night we made it official … we started using the “b” word … we’re boyfriends. For me, being there with him was the best part of the whole weekend. Having him there to cheer me on, support me, make me laugh and congratulate me when it was over … wow. I told him I can’t wait to see him perform so that I can do the same thing for him. But for me, the next gig comes on Friday in Trenton, NJ. It’s going to be much more low key, no dancers needed, but I have a much longer time frame in which I have to perform. Luckily, Mr. Adorable will be with me then, too.
The next morning we all had breakfast (perfect pancakes!) at the resort and then we headed back to Baltimore. It was a gorgeous day, just perfect and picturesque as we drove through PA with all the windows down. I had dinner with Mr. Adorable and his family before I went home, but when I finally did get home I was exhausted, both mentally and physically. While the show was a success, I didn’t get the response I hoped for, I didn’t sell nearly as many CDs as I hoped to and I began to think “am I really just too old and outdated to be trying to do this still?” The answer I came up with is HELL NAW! I think my next few projects will do better than DEVIANT though just because they won’t be so overtly GAY and EXPLICIT, I’ll be able to market them to a broader audience and won’t have to rely solely on my fellow homos, but I STILL need 2 push DEVIANT a little harder cuz I know it’s … different, but damnit, it’s good and there’s gotta be an audience for it somewhere that I just haven’t found yet. So, thinking cap … ON.
Maybe I’ll get together sometime with my boyfriend and we’ll do some, um, brainstorming. He makes me so ridiculously happy it’s sickening. No, it really is.
"They say nothing is perfect, but they don't know U." - Prince, Automatic
This is just one of many strange sights I saw this weekend at my gig at Rainbow Mountain, a gay resort in the Poconos. First off, let me just acknowledge that I had a blast. As my friend Charles so eloquently put it, “after we got over our snobbery, it wasn’t that bad.” I guess cuz it was called a “resort” we had higher expectations before we arrived. I think for me it was just that I’d never been to any kind of outdoorsy, camp like resort or anything else for that matter so I had no idea what to expect. Mr. Adorable and I got to our room and we were nearly knocked out by the smell of old cigarette burns and musk. Then I had the dreadful thought that “we should have brought our own sheets.”
I DID have a lot of fun though. Everyone there was incredibly gracious and kind, in some cases a little TOO kind - the look on one of my dancers’ face when our host kept hitting on him and invited him up to suite 8 where only God knows what went on was so hysterical I nearly choked on my food. Yes, apparently during Bear Weekend there is this suite that has porn playing, a big bed in the middle of the room and basically anything goes. U were liable to see bears fucking, sucking, jacking or whatever. Nothing you would see in Yellowstone I can assure U. They also had community showers which were “encouraged” because of the lack of water. (There was a sign in our bathrooms advising us to “shower together” because it had been a dry summer and the water was dangerously low.) They did have a hot tub and I remember saying “Oh, I wish I’d brought my trunks” to which someone yelled out “U don’t need ‘em!” Uh – huh.
Then they had dog … excuse me … bear tags that you could wear. Red meant STOP! Back away slowly, I’m spoken for. (I immediately got one of those for Mr. Adorable to wear.) Orange meant proceed with caution, I could be in an open relationship, he might be here with me now and we might invite U back 2 our cabin. Any other color meant “Open season, I’m up for anything!”
While we were there dining, I began to wonder if we’d be performing for an empty house cuz there were not a lot of people out. After dinner, we went to the club, which looked like a barn on the outside, but once you got inside looked like … well, a club! But the stage wasn’t big enough to hold all 3 of us, much less big enough for us to dance on, so we adjusted and decided to perform on the dance floor. Wolf, the DJ, adjusted the lights and we ran over the songs a few times after which I was drenched in sweat, dehydrated and just wanted to lie down.
Three hours later we head back to the club. We go on in 30 minutes. And the place was PACKED! Not just bears, but gays of every variation – cute twinks, hunky men, old men, shirtless dancers … even lesbians! And they were excited to have me. Color me nervous, honey! They announced me and we just went out there and did our thing. All the songs and dances went off without a hitch. I started out with the dark and slow intro “They Don’t Know …” and then went right into “Make U Scream” and “Atlantis”. I can’t believe I got all the dance moves right in Atlantis considering I only had a day to learn it! I finished off the set with “I’m Coming Out” and they really seemed to enjoy it. I even got some of them to sing along. Mr. Adorable videotaped it for me and it looked and sounded pretty good. If I performed more regularly it could be even better, but I was very happy with the way everything turned out. I even sold a few CDs and T-shirts which meant I didn’t walk away completely empty-handed after paying my dancers.
The rest of the night basically consisted of me and Mr. Adorable holding each other, dancing, kissing and making out in the club. U know how it is when U just can’t keep your hands off of each other? Well, that night we made it official … we started using the “b” word … we’re boyfriends. For me, being there with him was the best part of the whole weekend. Having him there to cheer me on, support me, make me laugh and congratulate me when it was over … wow. I told him I can’t wait to see him perform so that I can do the same thing for him. But for me, the next gig comes on Friday in Trenton, NJ. It’s going to be much more low key, no dancers needed, but I have a much longer time frame in which I have to perform. Luckily, Mr. Adorable will be with me then, too.
The next morning we all had breakfast (perfect pancakes!) at the resort and then we headed back to Baltimore. It was a gorgeous day, just perfect and picturesque as we drove through PA with all the windows down. I had dinner with Mr. Adorable and his family before I went home, but when I finally did get home I was exhausted, both mentally and physically. While the show was a success, I didn’t get the response I hoped for, I didn’t sell nearly as many CDs as I hoped to and I began to think “am I really just too old and outdated to be trying to do this still?” The answer I came up with is HELL NAW! I think my next few projects will do better than DEVIANT though just because they won’t be so overtly GAY and EXPLICIT, I’ll be able to market them to a broader audience and won’t have to rely solely on my fellow homos, but I STILL need 2 push DEVIANT a little harder cuz I know it’s … different, but damnit, it’s good and there’s gotta be an audience for it somewhere that I just haven’t found yet. So, thinking cap … ON.
Maybe I’ll get together sometime with my boyfriend and we’ll do some, um, brainstorming. He makes me so ridiculously happy it’s sickening. No, it really is.
"They say nothing is perfect, but they don't know U." - Prince, Automatic
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