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    Chelsea Hotel closes to guests – will residents be next?

    The Chelsea Hotel sits on 23rd Street near Seventh Avenue like a living cultural icon, wheezing but still standing while the rest of Manhattan kept changing. Being a diehard Janis Joplin fan (though I haven’t listened to her music in years because it still reminds me of despair and whiskey), I’ve looked at the Chelsea a thousand times and recalled an iconic photograph of her standing in front of this Hotel. It’s where Dylan Thomas had his last conscious moments, where Leonard Cohen had a tryst with Joplin that he wrote infamous lyrics about. Where Patti Smith and Robert Mapplethorpe called home for a while. It’s part of the city’s cultural legacy, and it may be on its way to development hell. As of last Saturday, it will no longer accept guests. The residents have been told they’ll stay, but we take these things with a choking grain of salt. It wasn’t that long ago that the YMCA just across the street still had residents and a long storied history. Now it’s a David Barton gym. From the New York Times: Saturday night was, by all indications, the last night that the Chelsea Hotel on West 23rd Street would be open to guests, though the duration of the closing, the first in its history, was unknown. The building is to be sold for over $80 million to the developer Joseph Chetrit, though the deal had not closed as of Sunday, according to someone close to the matter, who asked not to be named because the negotiations were confidential. Extensive renovations are expected to take at least a year. The hotel’s 100 permanent residents will be allowed to stay, but they have been told nothing beyond what the startled hotel workers learned late last week: that all reservations after Saturday were canceled.

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    Alice B. Toklas LGBT Democratic club honored by GLBT Museum

    From SFAppeal.com: An exhibit celebrating the oldest LGBT democratic club in the nation and its 40th anniversary will be unveiled at the GLBT History Museum in San Francisco this evening. “40 Years Together, 40 Years Strong” honors the Alice B. Toklas LGBT Democratic Club, the first registered LGBT democratic organization. The Alice B. Toklas Memorial Democratic Club of San Francisco, established in 1971, was named after the partner of famous writer and poet Gertrude Stein. The name “Alice B. Toklas” was chosen to protect the confidentiality of its members, organization officials said. People who described themselves as “members of Alice” were similar to those who called themselves “friends of Dorothy,” meaning that only gay people would know the club referred to other gay people, according to the organization.]]>

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    Flying Solo: Savoring Savannah, GA

    A Travelogue with Rick Rose Like neighboring Charleston, the city of Savannah, Georgia is historic as all get out. What is way cool about the city is that it was laid out in 1733 around four open squares. The city plan anticipated growth and expansion of the grid. Additional squares were added during the 18th and 19th centuries, and by 1851 there were twenty-four squares in the city. Many of us know the city because of the recent fame brought to it by John Berendt’s best selling novel, “Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil” and subsequent Clint Eastwood movie. When you take a “Walk through Midnight” tour, you see the squares and learn the story of Savannah in a very amazing way. The true star here is the wonderful city itself. Guides offer personal insights and observations, as well as new stories that would create an incredible sequel or two. Many of the friendly guides were even extras in the movie and have added memorabilia to show you along the way. A two mile tour is spread out over just under two hours. Check out the tours here.

    Savannah has been rated by Walking Magazine as “one of the 10 Best Walking Cities in America.” The pristine squares and bordering tree-lined streets, incredible parks, and laid-back pace make Savannah an ideal location for leisurely and intimate vacationing where the heat of the South rarely gets to you. You can always hop in and out of air conditioning as you need to by touring the city’s many historic homes. My favorite and that of many other young girls (ha!) is the birthplace of the founder of the Girl Scouts of America, which has been a virtual mecca to nearly 3 million visitors since it began a restoration to splendor in the 1950s.
    Half way through the day, Susan and I grew hungry. As you can imagine, a Southern City has plenty to offer the weary walker. We chose www.mrswilkes.com for some rib-sticking Southern cooking. A line gathers each morning at 107 West Jones Street, the address of what was once and in some ways still is the boarding home of Mrs.Wilkes. Today the Wilkes’ kids swing the door open wide and friendly at 11 o’clock as they welcome a lunch crowd that scurries to find seats at one of the large tables-for-ten shared by strangers who over a meal become family, of sorts. Tabletops are crowded with platters of fried chicken and cornbread dressing, sweet potato souffle, biscuits, black-eyed peas, okra gumbo to name just a few of the dishes.
    You may want to enjoy a meal from the lineage of the Lady and her sons at http://www.ladyandsons.com. That’s right, Paula Dean calls Savannah home as do her sons. Every day of the week, the host at their establishment begins to take names at 9:30am for lunch and dinner on a first come first served basis from her famous podium on Congress Street in front of the restaurant. You must appear in person to receive a priority seating time. Sunday, the Dean clan offers up a scrumptious buffet from 11am until 5 pm. The wait at Wilkes is typically less, and it is more joyful for me to dine there, but Susan and I did check out the accompanying kitchen goods store to the Dean restaurant. Cool stuff can be purchased on the recommendation of Paula who clearly knows the need of those of us who love to cook. To complement your walking exploration, take a Carriage Ride; the horses in Savannah are some of the prettiest I have seen. When darkness covers the city, check out one of the many famous Irish pubs spread throughout the squares for a quick pint of Guiness or my favorite, a Black Smith (like a Black and Tan but with Smithwicks Irish beer). You willl need it to calm your nerves before you board the trolley of one of the city’s famous ghost tours (www.savannahtours.us). We screamed our way through basements of old homes that were left intact the day they were abandoned and many city cemeteries. I assure you that you will too. Take lots of pictures, as we did, because looking for the “orbs” in them afterwards is part of the fun. Savannah is filled with spirits. Speaking of spirits, there is a great LGBT scene in and around the beautiful riverwalk where drinking happens all day long! If you get energized you can join in for some spirited gay volleyball which is played every Sunday in Daffin Park from 2 to 6 in the afternoon. www.gaysavannah.com is undoubtedly one of the best directories and magazines I have seen in any city. It will guide you to places of interest that range from antiquing to green living. An added bonus for me on this trip was meeting Ronni Carpenter, whose grandparents owned a general store out in the countryside of Savannah. There they sold shoes made in Hannibal, MO during the days that followed WWI when Hannibal was the largest shoe manufacturer in the nation. It’s a fascinating piece of American history, and Ronni was kind enough to invite me and Susan and a couple friends who once lived in Hannibal over to see the shoes that survived over these many years. Savannah has survived and is currently thriving! Go check it, and let me know what you think! Travel deliciously, Rick

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    Review: NYC summer movie retrospectives



    By Steve Barnes Summer in New York means a lot of things to different people, but one thing it has always meant to me is a time for the kind of movie retrospectives that move old standbys from TV screens back into theaters. Film Forum has always been the biggest kid on the block when it comes to this sort of programming, its summer series devoted to science fiction, film noir and the raciest examples of pre-Code movie making having become a staple for many New York filmgoers. And they’re at it again this year with “Essential Pre-Code,” which is going on through August 11. This year’s model of their pre-Code smorgasbord features a tribute to wonderfully smarmy Warren William and a series of Tuesday triple bills. One highlight yet to come in the series is a double feature (July 31 and August 1) of “Call Her Savage,” in which an over-the-top Clara Bow makes what many think of as the first visit to a gay bar in any Hollywood film, and “Blonde Venus,” with Marlene Dietrich channeling King Kong a year before he hit the screen in a performance of the song “Hot Voodoo.” And one of those Tuesday triple bills (August 2) is nothing to sneeze at either: Ruth Chatteron as a powerful executive in “Female,” followed by two shots of Bette Davis in “Cabin in the Cotton” and “Ex-Lady.”
    Over at Anthology Film Archives in the East Village, a retrospective devoted to movie musicals of the 1980s is running through August 9. While many of the movies being shown don’t quite hit the bar set by musicals from earlier decades, there are pleasures to be had here. Julien Temple’s “Absolute Beginners” (July 30, August 4 and 6) turns a story about the 1950s into a veritable 1980s time capsule, Francis Ford Coppola’s “One From the Heart” (August 5) puts its songs into the mouths of two outside commentators on the film’s story (Tom Waits and Crystal Gayle), and Robert Altman’s “Popeye” (August 3 and 8) features Shelley Duvall in the role that Altman said she was born to play—Olive Oyl.
    And I’ve saved the best—as well as the most ambitious—of the retrospectives for last. The Film Society of Lincoln Center is in the midst of presenting “Judy Garland: All Singin’, All Dancin’, All Judy.” (See http://www.filmlinc.com/films/series/judy-garland-all-singin-all-dancin-all-judy for tickets.) It’s running through August 9, and if there’s any Judy Garland picture you haven’t seen, it’s here. This is a real treat for fans, and an opportunity for people who haven’t seen her on screen to get a taste of what they’ve missed.
    Judy (I have a hard time making my hands type the words “Ms. Garland”) is a performer so much more interesting than the mythology surrounding her that it’s really necessary to pull back from her life story every now and then. The last emotions I would ever feel when watching her on screen are pity or pathos—I’m much more bowled over by her presence, energy and humor. What’s most amazing to me is how her body language and her reactions to other performers always seem so relaxed and casually thrown off, while always hitting the mark exactly where they’re supposed to. (For example, watch her dancing with Fred Astaire at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hrzo5SPaOvg). The only other actor I can compare her to in that regard is Elizabeth Taylor. Both of them have such a natural ability to be the center of any scene they’re in that they can wear their status as center of attention extremely lightly. They can dispense with any of vanity’s protective coverings, thanks to the assurance of knowing that they simply don’t need them.
    And Judy had that assurance right from the start. Just have a look at her (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_-5PGkg1yg0) at 14, singing “You Made Me Love You” to a picture of Clark Gable in “Broadway Melody of 1938” (screening on July 30 at 1 p.m.). This is no green kid making a tentative MGM debut—this is a trouper, a vaudeville pro who knows just what to do with the spotlight when she gets it. Somehow it seems very appropriate that the woman playing her mother in this sequence is one of the greatest vaudevillians of them all—Sophie Tucker.
    As important as her natural talent and assurance are, that early training on the vaudeville stage is also a big part of what makes Garland unique among major movie-musical stars. Sure, Al Jolson and Fanny Brice do have their moments in pictures. But Judy brought that same verve to over 30 films. She took the vaudevillian’s ability to grab an audience by the heartstrings—to make it laugh, cry and sing along with her—and made it work in the constantly shifting context of movie musicals from the 1930s through the 1960s. She is just as comfortable in George Cukor’s sprawling “A Star is Born” (July 31, August 5 and 9) as she was back in the days when she was known as Baby Gumm (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zRpT9jSNNX8&feature=related).
    Talking about highlights in a series like this is beside the point. A series that has “Meet Me in St. Louis,” “The Harvey Girls,” “The Wizard of Oz,” “Girl Crazy” and a score of others is going to be entertaining no matter where you land. What I might recommend is something that seems a little off of the main track, the first film with Judy in it that I ever saw—back when I was six years old. That would be the 1962 animated feature “Gay Purr-ee,” in which Judy provides the voice of Mewsette, a Parisian cat who suffers a series of trials and tribulations before an inevitable happy ending. In addition to the delicious voice of Hermion e Gingold, the film also has several wonderful Harold Arlen-E.Y. Harburg songs. It provides a nice sense of continuity to hear Judy still working with the same guys who wrote “Over the Rainbow” more than 20 years earlier.
    And just one more thing: the Film Society’s web site has a very entertaining extra. Cashing in on Judy’s reputation as one of the all time great storytellers, they’ve put up some of her own commentary on her films (see it at http://www.filmlinc.com/blog/entry/judy-garland-in-her-own-words). You’re sure to laugh at least once, and you’ll be even more anxious to see her films again.
    Steve Barnes is a freelance writer based in New York City. His work has appeared in such publications as ARTnews and the Wall Street Journal.
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    New poll finds dramatic shift toward marriage equality


    Rings we got last year, now just waiting for a license.

    The dying gasps of the anti-marriage forces can be heard loudly in New York, where a suit has already been filed to overturn the marriage equality law (it will certainly fail) and annul all the marriages taking place here. And now a new poll finds that attitudes are shifting rapidly in equality’s favor, even among seniors, a group that has been reliably opposed. From Politico: In a new polling memo intended to shape politicians’ decisions on the question of same-sex marriage, the top pollsters for Presidents George W. Bush and Barack Obama jointly argue that support for same-sex marriage is increasingly safe political ground and will in future years begin to “dominate” the political landscape. The pollsters, Republican Jan van Lohuizen and Democrat Joel Benenson, argue in their memo, which can be read in full here, that support for same-sex marriage is increasing at an accelerating rate and that the shift is driven by a politically crucial group, independents. They are expected to unveil the memo, which was commissioned by the group Freedom to Marry and shared exclusively with POLITICO, at a press conference at the National Press Club today. ]]>

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    Ft. Lauderdale makes play for gay honeymooners

    Nice try.  Ft. Lauderdale is hoping to attract same-sex wedded couples from New York looking for a honeymoon spot. I have mixed feelings, given Florida’s very anti-gay ways. We were visiting when the ads were running for Prop 2, to amend their state constitution prohibiting even civil unions.  It passed.  Still, a lot of us have friends and family there. Just hope you don’t get hospitalized and discover your marriage license is meaningless. Link below.

    Florida beach town woos New York’s gay newlyweds | Reuters

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    Review: 'West Side Story Dance & Sing-Along' in Prospect Park, Brooklyn

    By Steve Barnes I don’t think I’d ever been directly told to snap my fingers before, but I was willing to go for it. The person issuing the command was Lawrence Goldhuber, a dancer and choreographer who was standing on stage at the Prospect Park Bandshell. Mr. Goldhuber was dressed as Officer Krupke, the portly beat cop whose job it was to try and keep a bunch of gang kids under control in West Side Story, a film that hundreds of sweltering Brooklynites had shown up to see on one of the hottest nights of the summer. And snapping my fingers wasn’t all I was supposed to be doing. The finger-snapping was just a part of the “West Side Story Dance- & Sing-Along,” part of the Celebrate Brooklyn series of outdoor performances that runs for most of the summer in the park. In addition to snapping along with those cool kids as they sauntered down Manhattan streets on the big screen in front of us, we were meant to sing and dance along with them as well. There were a few problems with that, however. The promotional material for the evening told us that Mr. Goldhuber was going to teach us some of the show’s famous steps, but the lessons consisted of just a few humorously executed sidesteps and pirouettes followed by a request that we get up and dance along with the characters whenever the spirit moved us. To help us sing along with the characters, subtitles showing the song lyrics were supposed to be projected onto the screen during each number. But there were a few snafus with that as well. Sometimes the lyrics were out of sync with the music, sometimes there were no lyrics projected at all, and in a few cases lyrics to songs from other musicals managed to find their way onto the screen.
    But none of that really got in the way of the genuine pleasures of the evening. Before the film, a discussion between Scott Foundas of the Film Society at Lincoln Center and Henry Krieger, who wrote the music for Dreamgirls, set things up. And after Mr. Goldhuber’s pep talk, the sky got just dark enough for the film to get going. And, thanks to several large groups of the show’s fans in the audience, the feeling of a group singalong did take place. One side of the audience was labeled as the seating area for the Jets (the multi-ethinc grab bag of “white” kids), the other side for the Sharks (the Puerto Rican kids). The Sharks side of the crowd had many more worthy villains to hiss and sneer at, as well as “America,” one of the show’s best numbers (see it at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NPlcE3GcoFc) to get on their feet for. But the whole audience was completely swept up the songs, the dances and the story. Except for the singing, the crowd was amazingly quiet for an outdoor summer event, with almost no one getting up to head for the concessions. The centerpiece of the evening, the film itself, unsurprisingly proved itself a classic once again. For me at least, it’s one of those movies that really does seem to get better every time you see it. I’ve never really understood the people who think of it as dated (including the show’s lyricist and book writer, Stephen Sondheim and Arthur Laurents). It’s one of the archetypal New York movies, having much more in common with Scorsese’s and Sidney Lumet’s best work than with any other movie musical. It creates its own dream world without losing any of the grittiness of the slum streets that these kids exist on. The next time you see the film, after you’ve marveled over the Bernstein/Sondheim songs, the Jerome Robbins dances, and Rita Moreno, you might want to look behind the characters at something else that really distinguishes West Side Story. It’s one of the most amazing looking movies I can think of, designed by the great Boris Leven. Leven uses both actual city streets (many of which were bulldozed to make way for Lincoln Center soon after shooting finished) and sets that are real masterpieces of scale and color. Even Saul Bass’s closing credits, composed of a series of weathered doors and street signs, would make a memorable short film of their own. And the setting was a wonderful complement to the movie. Somehow it just seemed incredibly right to be seeing this film in a quintessentially New York spot, with a warm wind blowing, and the sound of the city audible in the distance. It made it very clear how much the city we live in now has in common with the one in which Tony and Maria act out their tragic story. Even if that had been the evening’s only strong point (which it wasn’t), it would have made the “West Side Story Dance- & Sing-Along” a worthwhile event.

    Steve Barnes is a freelance writer based in New York City. His work has appeared in such publications as ARTnews and the Wall Street Journal.
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    NAACP panel on LGBT issues missing the B and the T

    From Just Out: The NAACP is hosting its first-ever LGBT town hall Monday as part of its 102nd National Convention, The Advocate reports. “Black members of the LGBT community share a common history and continued struggle to address issues of bigotry, yet their identities, talents, and leadership are oftentimes diminished because of homophobia and fear of physical violence,” said Benjamin Todd Jealous, NAACP president and CEO, according to Out Smart magazine. “It is important that we address these issues head on.” But many are pointing out the bitter irony in the fact that an event meant to illuminate marginalized queer identities does not include panelists representing a transgender or bisexual perspective.
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    lgbTravel: A summer weekend at Rainbow Mountain

    By Mark McNease We just got back from our third long weekend at Rainbow Mountain Resort in East Stroudsburg, Pennsylvania. I have to say this quickly became a favorite vacation spot after our first visit there in the spring of last year. We returned for a fun-filled, packed Halloween, and now we’ve had our first taste of summer by the pool with an interesting group of lgbt fellow travelers. There are several things I like about this longstanding (since 1981) lgbt-owned-and-operated getaway. One, it’s an older crowd. That may have something to do with the age of the resort itself, or that we often have more disposable income, or simply that we have this lovely place in the Pocono mountains where being lgbt and over 50 is a beautiful thing – just what we contend here at lgbtSr! I also enjoy spending time in an environment where everyone is lgbt, with a few exceptions. This is not about being exclusionary – some of my very best friends are straight. But let’s face it, a long weekend with mature, come-as-you-are gay men and lesbians who are comfortable in our bodies and minds is a refreshing, re-energizing thing to do now and then. We stopped for lunch at the Landmark Cafe, where the staff is friendly and the eats are good (and it is the sort of place you’d say ‘eats’). Then on to Rainbow Mountain, which recently had a change of owners, but the flavor hasn’t been altered. The two men who bought it from long-time owner Angelo and his partner were both regulars there, working the karaoke events, and are keeping things familiar while making upgrades. Frank and I stayed once again in deluxe room 102 – private bathroom, TV, mini-fridge, and a painting on the wall that I’ve only seen in my late mother’s piano teaching room (a woman in a red dress at a black grand piano). A little spooky but it adds to the experience. We went for a drive the first day and stopped at a mountain road ice cream stand, where there on the window was a rainbow decal. We had dinner that night at the lodge, where dinner and breakfast come with the package. They offer a third night (either Thursday or Sunday) on summer weekends, in case you want to get there earl y or head back Monday, but food’s not included with the extra day. The Pocono Mountains have plenty of attractions. We went back to Mount Airy Casino on Saturday for a couple hours of penny slots. There’s The Candle Shoppe of the Poconos, that has the added attraction of being haunted. You can arrange for a Segway tour if that’s to your liking (www.poconosssegwaytours.com) or just hang out by the pool with the other guests, enjoy some cocktails at the cabana (or not, some of us tea-total, they have something for eveyryone). The area is spectacularly beautiful and this is truly at the top of my list as a twice-a-year (I could do three) escape to peace and serenity. I can’t say enough about Rainbow Mountain Resort and if you’re anywhere near the area or can plan a nice relaxing stay there, I think you’ll love it as much as we do.]]>

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    Archie Comics' gay Kevin Keller to marry

    I was an Archie fan as a kid. I can’t imagine how much it would have meant to this gay boy to see myself in a comic book, let alone see the unthinkable: a gay male character with a husband, as Archie’s Kevin Keller will be portrayed in the future. It really does touch my heart, knowing what an impossibility this was to a child like me in 1960s Indiana. Amazing. See link below.

    Now Archie Comics Brings Us Gay Marriage Bleeding Cool Comic Book, Movies and TV News and Rumors

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