This week I was off once again to check out how the other side lives. I am talking about our drag sisters performing in Newtown and Erskineville. As you can imagine, I too fall into the lazy ditch and nearly never find myself venturing just a few minutes in a cab to the Newtown Hotel or the Imperial. I’m a lazy shit, I can admit it.
Well, I had no excuses last Friday night -“ I had a gaggle of backpackers who wanted to see the home of Priscilla. And by association, I was practically in the movie you know. So off we headed, a wolf pack of about four cabs and me done up like a sore toe.
First port of call was the Newtown Hotel just in time to see the Something About Bassey show starring Chelsea, Minnie and Kitty. The show was fabulous, though the watching conditions were similar to a hot day in Bali. I think the fact that the hotel was packed didn’t help the temperature either. One thing that made me laugh through my sweat streams was that, for years, Chelsea has been the equivalent to Kate Moss the super waif. But next to Kitty and Minnie she may have to relinquish her title. For god’s sake, Newtown, pay the girls in sandwiches!
Soon the troops started to get restless and we had to scoot down to the Imperial. We were just in time to see the Ladyboys Of Erskineville. And I almost pissed myself with laughter. The show stars Imperial resident showgirls, Mitzi, Farren and Wyness and two very sexy boys Chris and Alex, who aren’t afraid to show a bit of flesh. The cock number is my all-time favourite and had all my backpacking friends in stitches.
After a few more drinks and some stupid dancing, it was time for me to hit the hay.
One thing that really had me going was the fact that the Newtown Hotel had a courtesy bus that drove patrons to the Colombian when the hotel closed. What a hoot!
That got me thinking, why don’t we have a courtesy bus for the city and surrounding suburbs -“ a big bus that left from Taylor Square and King Street every hour dropping patrons home or to appropriate public transport. The idea is heaven -“ we could paint it pink and call it Priscilla. Okay, maybe not that far but we all would have to admit it would help a lot with safety and really wouldn’t cost that much.
Food for thought, and you know how much I love food. Maybe we will see a courtesy bus for Mardi Gras.