IÂ pride myself on being quite a nice queen -“ granted I am not perfect but who is? A famous DIVA legend once said to me, Maxi, you are scared of people hating you. You canÂ say what you think sometimes, not what you think people want to hear.
After many hours of consideration I thought fuck it, here goes. Recently I have been involved in something I thought was unheard of any more in the drag circles -“ job stealing. I am the first to tell anyone this industry is very fickle and you can be the most worked queen one week, then be in the unemployment queue the next. That is why many showgirls are so protective of their jobs.
It is an unwritten rule of showgirls that nobody should move in on anyone else’s work, full stop! A job may come available due to performers being sacked (due to poor performances), show times being reshuffled, poor audience attendance or showgirls quitting. Now the duration of time that needs to be waited before it’s okay to move in is unclear -“ in an industry so cut-throat it usually is about 15 minutes.
Now after reading this you may be saying to yourself, What are you whingeing about then, you fat moll? (I had thought it myself.) At no time should another queen come in and undercut the original performer or slag off and make empty promises to management to obtain a booking.
I guess this is ultimately written to all the new showgirls out there who are considering going into performing. Respect your fellow showgirls and only do to them what you would expect to be done to you. Sometimes it isn’t all about the money. I believe in karma.
A huge thank you to everyone who has supported me at Scruffy Murphy’s for the past three years -“ management, staff and all the thousands of backpackers who have helped turn a normal karaoke into something crazy. Who would have thought that over my Vodka Shirley Temples many years ago an idea of drag karaoke in one of the straightest and roughest pubs in Sydney would turn in to something so successful?
Which Celebrity Drag Survivor entrant discovered (after using half a can) that she wasn’t using hairspray at all but cheap toilet spray? Though her hair hasn’t moved since last year anyway, she now has a fabulous Potpourri haze wherever she goes.
Am I becoming a groupie? Well, maybe. I popped down to the Midnight Shift on Friday and Saturday nights and found myself staggering out both nights well past my bed time. Now if you haven’t heard, the shows on both nights are amazing, and if I were to try and explain them, it wouldn’t do them justice. This Friday the Shift will see a very special Australian Idol Extravaganza hosted by our very own Idol Courtney Act and the remaining finalists. The VIP party is at 9pm but there will be general admission later. Maybe this could be my chance to launch my singing career.
The question on everyone’s lips is, who was driving that taxi? Recently south coast local Joyce Maynge was propositioned by what would seem to be the loneliest taxi driver in the world. Shocked and flustered, Joyce made a quick exit into her home, not giving in to his sexual desire or his constant words of praise, You are such a beautiful woman. Well, that is the story that Joyce tells anyway.