THANK YOU--THANK YOU ALL (now I'm just sounding like Joan Crawford) LOL. I knew that AK was pretty "open-minded", but I never guessed to this degree.
20 years is a major milestone for sure, but my parents (thankfully I still have them both) will be 62 years in June. Dad is pushing 90 and Mom is only a few years behind.
In the words of that late/great poet (Jerry Garcia) "What a long strange trip it's been", and I wouldn't trade it for the world.
I hail from a hard-core Lithuanian Catholic family--my grandfather died at a very young age of a heart attack, and my grandmother survived him by 30 years. She wore black for an entire year and went to mass every day for that year, and never looked at another man in her surviving years. So my sister and I have kind of "shaken the tree"--I am gay and she is married to a man from Ghana (blacker than the Ace of Spades)--so go figure. It all works. That's all that matters.
But again--I have to say THANK YOU to this community, because it really is a community and you have all proven that.
Maybe someday the rest of the world will catch up--I'll keep hoping.
And it looks like I'm going to have to fire up the Bobcat--we just got another 6" of snow out of nowhere.
If I may,... a story that relates music, stereo systems, G.Dead, and, lifestyles...
I'm a Dead concert taper, from the day of, well, analog tape.
My wife, Sarge, she was deeply involved in the gay community, because of Phil, and, his friends. They'd do the Hollywood dance club thing, party, blah blah,...
Sarge, she ended up being a grocery checker at a small union shop in Laguna Beach, right in the heart of downtown Laguna Beach. She is extremely flamboyant, and, got to know just about everyone in town. They wanted her to be the honorary mayor of Laguna Beach. If you're not familiar with the reputation of Laguna Beach, espceially at that time, is that of a notoriously gay town; 'Frisco south.
In all of that, she met Chuck and Charlie, a devoted couple (this being mid-80's). Chuck and Charlie were dedicated DeadHeads.
Sarge told them of my recordings, and, they being Heads, wanted to get closer to the master source, as analog generational loss was problematic for fidelity. They asked if I might come by with my tapes of the last concert run at Irvine Meadows, and, I said, sure. They said they'd have a few friends by, who would also like to get in on the loop. Not a problem.
I get there, and, the house was packed. It was a full blown G.Dead party, and, something that I never knew existed, all gay DeadHeads, men and women. And, they were rigged extremely well for tape duplication! They had so many cassette decks strung together, and, a team of folk there monitoring every second of it, getting the flips just right, balancing levels, blah blah.
All I had to do was sit back, and try to keep up with the consumption that was going on all around me [coughes] and being pushed in my direction.
These GD taping parties at C&C's house became the norm after the SoCal concert runs, up until 1990, when I'd finally had enough of the tour, and, found my way into other genre.
My contact with this community served me very well, as we'd gather in an area that was referred to as the FOB area, or Front of Board, where the sound mix was focused. They'd help form a quiet zone of bodies that would surround us, and assist in getting recodings without the associated screamng and talking. It was a wonderful symbiotic relationship.