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Author's note: I've had the bare bones of this laying around for quite awhile. A recent thread here got me back on track. It combines a couple of personal interests of mine - hopefully it doesn't get too cryptic. I tried to error on the side of simplicity and keep things brief. If it's a free site, you can post this. If Your Memory Serves You Well by CT Copyright 1999 1. It's Either Fortune Or Fame Perhaps it was not the best choice she could have made. Spending Easter break in Juarez had at one time seemed a good idea, Janice Lester thought to herself. But now she was lost, and to make matters worse, it was raining. Janice Lester figured it would happen this way, that she would finally meet that person under the least auspicious circumstances. Spring break had almost seemed a complete loss - lousy weather for five days in a border town that she figured would in the future be best described as somewhere visited, once, briefly. She met Mario in a drug store, both looking for something to cure an excess of alcohol and bad food. "I started out on burgundy, but soon hit the harder stuff. In retrospect, it wasn't such a good idea." Mario was a grad student back in Seattle, where Janice also went to school. He took some getting used to, but Janice was sure this was the real thing. Three days later, they were driving home together. 2. Went To See The Gypsy Mario was in danger of becoming the eternal student, but at long last his thesis was beginning to take shape. He actually had started out in biology, studying a relatively rare species of tern, but he had given up after realizing that all the male of this particular species were incredible wimps, whose primary existence in life seemed to center on satisfying the odd desires of their mates. He had since switched to sociology. Janice had convinced him to look at some of the conflicts between the ideas expressed in popular music and the realities. She was convinced, without even thinking about it much, that rock music and musicians were as contradictory as could be. Mario had seized upon it and had worked on several aspects. His self-proclaimed biggest challenge loomed. "Ambiguous sexuality. It's all lip service." "What?" "On the one hand, rock'n'roll is mostly about sex, and is, or was, made primarily by, and for, teenage boys, who, judging from my own personal experience, want it a lot more than they actually get it. Most would be happy to have sex on a semi-annual basis. So there wants tend to be rather basic - they're pretty much looking for the most simple things - a kiss, a girlfriend, or heaven forbid, a roll on the couch. On the other hand, rock has always had this undercurrent of subversiveness. There's been plenty of musicians willing to use their sexuality as a means of profit and promotion - but up until recently, to look at alternate forms of sexuality in a meaningful way was only for a few weirdoes. You've got the glam guys from the early '70's and the new romantics from the early '80's, and not much else worth mentioning. Nowadays, pretty much anything goes, but up until a decade or so ago, that wasn't the case. First, I was gonna deal with gay themes in rock, but that seemed a little broad. So instead I choose cross-dressing, since it seems to crop up infrequently, and from some surprising places. And that's what I was looking for. Stuff by artists who you wouldn't think would do such a thing." "Where did you start?" Well, I think you have to go back to the beginning? "Elvis?" "No. Elvis wasn't really the beginning anyway. Well, he was, but he wasn't. But I'm talking about the beginning of transgender references in pop music. Elvis seemed perfectly content with a momma fixation, underage girls, and myriad other strange preoccupations, none of which seemed to have anything to do with women's clothes. At least wearing them. The closest you could come to back them would be Little Richard. I'd put him in as the first glam guy though. He was so far out of it, he came across as just some weird oddball. Awop-bop-a-loo-mop-alop-bam-boom may be gibberish for I want to wear my sister's dress, but it could just as well mean a million other things." 3. We Drove That Car As Far As We Could It was on the trip back to Seattle that Janice got her first glimpse of the charmed life Mario seemed to lead. Upon getting lost and ending up somewhere in Oklahoma, Mario whizzed through some small town. Janice could only guess, but she was pretty sure it was something above 80. Sure enough, Janice soon saw a police cruiser emerge from behind some bushes just as they got to the outskirts of town. Despite a warning from Janice, Mario didn't slow down. In fact, he sped up a little. "He hasn't turned on his lights yet. Besides if a cop out here wants to give you a ticket, he's gonna do it no matter how fast you're going." After being pulled over, a young cop appeared at their window. Janice thought it was strange to see an Asian-American policeman in a remote town in Oklahoma, but she had other things to worry about when the cop seemed intent of hauling them into jail. That is, until he found out they came from Seattle. "Hey, I used to work there." It turned out Tony, as the cop wanted to be called, had worked for several years in the Seattle Police Dept, but left after he hit what he called a "glass ceiling." "I thought that only applied to women?" "Don't you believe it. Now get out of here. And don't come back to Ovid too soon." 5. Like A Mattress Balances On A Bottle Of Wine "How about the Beatles?" "They're a highly qualified maybe. I mean, they did write about it, at least three times by my count, and they were all "guy" guys. The references though are mostly vague - so I'm not sure how serious they were. In Obla-di, Molly and Desmond switch places at the end, but it seems to me it's just a device to spice up and end an otherwise mundane song. Get Back has Sweet Loretta, who "thought she was a woman, but she was another man." Whatever that means. Again it doesn't have much relevance to the rest of the song." Polythene Pam Well you should see Polythene Pam She's so good-looking but she looks like a man Well you should see her in drag dressed in her polythene bag Yes you should see Polythene Pam. Yeah yeah yeah Get a dose of her in jackboots and kilt She's killer-diller when she's dressed to the hilt She's the kind of a girl that makes the "News of the World" Yes you could say she was attractively built. Yeah yeah yeah. "Now this one is a lot better. It's pretty obviously about a cross dresser, instead of some half-assed vague reference. Though that line about jackboots and kilt is sort of confusing. Maybe she's a girl dressed as a guy? I'm not sure what the point is, and most likely there isn't any - by this time, Lennon, whose song this seems to be, wanted nothing more than to do straight ahead rock'n'roll, which this definitely is. I'm sure it also relates to John and Yoko's "Bagism" period - in "The Ballad of John and Yoko" Lennon mentions "eating chocolate cake in a bag" and "looking like two gurus in drag." 6. I Was Thinkin' About Diamonds And The World's Biggest Necklace There was, in the beginning, that necklace. Mario gave it to her a few weeks after they returned from Juarez. It had to be, Janice thought, the most hideous looking thing she had ever seen. Janice didn't really want to wear it, but their relationship was still at that stage where they did such things for one another. Janice put off wearing it as long as could - until one Saturday when she was going to spend the day with Mario doing errands. The first time she was merely surprised. A young girl, perhaps no more than seven, approached her and offered Janice two hundred dollars for the necklace. Had she not been with Mario, she would have quickly agreed. Unfortunately, the girl was incredibly persistent, to the point of following them to their car. For a while in the car Janice considered the fact that the necklace might have great value - but then again, how many seven year olds would recognize it as such. Amazingly Janice spent the day getting various offers for the piece, each one seemingly more desperate than the previous, and the majority were from small children. Janice, refused them all with great reluctance. Then, on their way into the laundromat, someone blindsided them and ripped the necklace form Janice's neck and disappeared. "Mario, do me a favor and never buy me jewelry again." 7. I Bargained For Salvation An' They Gave Me A Lethal Dose "Dylan?" It wasn't so much a question, as a statement. Janice wasn't exactly sure which category to put Marco into: Dylan fanatic or Dylan disciple, but it was definitely one or the other. Their first Halloween had been a new experience for her - and her friends whose party they attended. An Einstein disguised as Robin Hood costume can be rather difficult to figure out. Janice was half repulsed and half fascinated watching Mario, an aggressive non-smoker, bumming cigarettes from anyone he met. She was happy however, there wasn't any drainpipes to be seen. Apparently it was a tradition with Mario - this year he had been the ghost of electricity. It kind of worried Janice that she actually figured it out before Mario told her who (or what) he was. "Well, kind of.... He did record Jet Pilot in '65 and it's a pretty cool song - early Dylan goes electric, you know? but he didn't release it for a couple of decades. Anyway it's more of a joke than anything, I think, but it's pretty brazen for the time, nonetheless. Dylan was doing some pretty wild stuff at the time - he was pretty much reinventing rock'n'roll at the time and was on one of the greatest artistic rolls of the twentieth century. You tend not to think much of Dylan in a sexual sense, but, at the time, there was that element. All those goofy rumors about there being a photo of him in drag on the Blonde on Blonde sleeve - which I think was actually Claudia Cardinale, and all." Well, she's got Jet Pilot eyes from her hips on down. All the bombardiers are trying to force her out of town. She's five feet nine and she carries a monkey wrench. She weighs more by the foot than she does by the inch. She got all the downtown boys, all at her command But you've got to watch her closely 'cause she ain't no woman She's a man. Anyway Dylan gets extra points for being prescient, plus I like him. He did Ballad of a thin man in 65. On the one hand, it's a nasty dig at someone, whoever Mr. Jones is....., and on another level, its pretty blatant homosexual imagery - "walk into the room with your pencil in your hand," "a one-eyed midget," 'give me some milk or else go home," the sword-swallower (wearing high heels) who says "here's your throat back, thanks for the loan?" and the geek who "hands you a bone? He may have been shy about transvestites, but not much else. Anyway, there's also the line "You have many contacts among the lumberjacks" "So?" "Well, I think he beat out Monty Python by at least five years." Janice was silent. "Ok, it's a stretch." 8. The Beauty Parlor Is Filled With Sailors Mario recalled the first girl he had ever made love to. Woman actually. Mario had been in high school, just a freshman. He spent a lot of time at the home of Hollis Brown, his best friend. That spring, Hollis' aunt was visiting from New England. To this day, Mario still wasn't sure of all the details - who came onto who and when, and why - at the time he thought she was the aggressor, but SHE certainly disputed that afterwards. In any event, Mario eventually ended up with her in his own bedroom while his parents were both working. Jane (or as Mario thought of her for that wonderful day, Queen Jane, approximately) must have been around thirty at the time, Mario guessed - she certainly fit the description of the experienced older woman (at least to a fifteen year old). Mario thought it all went off very well. It wasn't until two weeks later, after not having even seen Jane since that day, that she called. And accused him of seducing her. Of being like all males, especially undisciplined teenaged males. Said she'd get back at him, and them, one way or another. Fortunately, she left for back home a few days later and Mario never heard anything else about it. Not having seen Hollis for several years now, Mario still wondered what became of that Thompson woman. 9. And Louise Holds A Handful Of Rain "The Who... They were always somewhat deranged - the came across a equipment smashing Mods, but they also did some pretty weird stuff for back then - Happy Jack, Boris the Spider and Pictures of Lily which was probably the most blatant song about masturbation of its time. And for some reason, they cut I'm a Boy in 1966." One girl was called Jane-Marie Another little girl was called Felicity Another little girl was Sally-Joy The other was me, and I'm a boy... My name is Bill and I'm a head-case They practice making-up on my face I feel lucky if I get trousers to wear Spend days just takin' hair-pins from my hair I'm a boy, I'm a boy But my ma won't admit it I'm a boy, I'm a boy But if I say I am, I get it! Put your frock on Jane-Marie Plait your hair, Felicity Paint your nails little Sally-Joy Put this wig on, little boy... I'm a boy, I'm a boy But my ma won't admit it I'm a boy, I'm a boy But if I say I am, I get it Help me wash up Jane-Marie You can dry Felicity Stack the dishes Sally-Joy Behind those scrub clothes I'm a boy I wanna play cricket on the green Ride my bike across the stream Cut myself and see my blood I wanna come home all covered in mud I'm a boy, I'm a boy But my ma won't admit it I'm a boy, I'm a boy, I'm a boy I'm a boy, I'm a boy, I'm a boy, I'm a boy I'm a boy...I'm a boy... I'm a boy! "Kind of makes you not want to know much about Pete Townsend's childhood if you ask me. This one's unique. Pretty much everything else I could find was "about" someone else, besides this one, in which the narrator is the victim, and not happy about it. It's really hard for me to even picture them doing this song. Maybe this is why Keith Moon spent the last several years of his life running around in dresses looking like.....well, Keith Moon in a dress. But unlike Dylan, or anyone else to that point, they were pretty direct about it." "Didn't the Stones get caught up in all this?" "No, not that I can tell. They did do the 45 sleeve of "Have You Seen Your Mother..." in drag, and Jagger was sort of in drag in Performance, and in some of the concerts of the late 60's. Oh, and the cover of Some Girls shows all of them kind of in drag, but musically they didn't really treat the subject. Unless there's a secret meaning to "What a drag it is getting old...." Its kind of strange in a way, given all those appearances in drag, that they never put anything on wax. They did several overtly gay songs, but that seems to be the extent of it." 10. Look Out Kid, Don't Matter What You Did 05:014 3 Apr "Lo?" "Janice, its me" "Christ, Mario, its five in the morning." "I just had the most awful nightmare......I really need to talk to you about it." "Now? Can't it wait a little while, like, when the sun is up?" "Oh, ok, I'll be there at 6:30" "Oh, God...." 06:48 3 Apr "A Seal-a-Meal?" 07:02 3 Apr "You went out to dinner with her mother dressed like that? And she didn't know?" 07:09 3 Apr "With him? Again?" 07:38 3 Apr "Mario does this thing EVER end? This dream sounds like the nuttiest on-going serial I've ever heard. I think you need to take a break for awhile" "I know. My life has gotten too weird lately." 11. Five Believers All Dressed Like Men "Actually the next I found was Van Morrison." "That's a stretch. I don't think I've understood a single song he's done since he was with Them. He seems so intent on some mystical vision." "Yeah, this first one is not real obvious. Madame George 1968, from Astral Weeks, which is arguably his masterpiece. Apparently, Morrison has disavowed it as being about a transvestite, at least as far as HE knows. And there's speculation that the title is a typo and should actually be Madame Joy. The way he sings it, it's difficult to tell. Here's an album where Morrison considers love, death, and sex as a form of spiritual renewal, along with being hopelessly in love with a thirteen year old girl and realizing you can NEVER do anything about it. Then right in the middle is this song. So you never know." Down on Cyprus Avenue With a childlike vision leaping into view Clicking, clacking of the high heeled shoe Ford & Fitzroy, Madam George Marching with the soldier boy behind He's much older with hat on drinking wine And that smell of sweet perfume comes drifting through The cool night air like Shalimar And outside they're making all the stops The kids out in the street collecting bottle-tops Gone for cigarettes and matches in the shops Happy taken Madame George That's when you fall Whoa, that's when you fall Yeah, that's when you fall When you fall into a trance A sitting on a sofa playing games of chance With your folded arms and history books you glance Into the eyes of Madame George And you think you found the bag You're getting weaker and your knees begin to sag In the corner playing dominoes in drag The one and only Madame George...... "God knows what its "about" but there is that line "playing dominoes in drag," plus those references to high heels and perfume which seems kind of a clothing fetish thing to me. Maybe the dominoes in drag thing is some weird Irish slang, which Morrison is fond of sneaking into his songs, but not that I've ever heard. And the real interesting this, ten years later, he releases an album which contains a brilliant set of songs which link directly back to Astral Weeks, and what song is on the other side? Stepping out Queen" Put on your lipstick Apply your makeup Sometimes you're living in a dream And then you go steppin' out queen Well you go to a party And you laugh loud and hearty You stay all night you know you make the scene As you go steppin' out queen It's just a windfall away It's a love keeps getting stronger every day You gotta look up and say It's just a windfall away It's just a windfall away It keeps getting stronger every day You gotta look out and say It's just a windfall away Well you go through the drama And you work in the dharma Then you stand up and wipe your mirror clean And then you go steppin' out queen Come in the garden and just look at the flowers We can just sit and talk for hours and hours It's just a windfall away It's a love it's a love keeps getting stronger every day I'll come in your garden and then we'll go steppin' out "Morrison's probably the only person who could include dharma in a song about a transvestite. Lola fits in about now- it's the most obvious one of the lot and, sure its great - it's direct, it portrays the crossdresser in a positive light and all. If you were gonna criticize it all, I guess you could say the singer is a bit too naive - you're never really sure he figures it out. Around this time there was quite a bit of gender related music and musicians - I skipped over Lou Reed and the VU - they covered the subject to such a degree that I would have ended up with a study twice as long. Plus, they just were a little too close to the whole Warhol scene for my own taste. The great unknown is Richard Thompson. He takes the theme of Lola and expands on it - he's unsure about the girl he's after, but hey, who cares?" I stepped on the dance floor feeling very cool Thought I saw an angel sittin' on a stool I just couldn't tell Think I'm a fool If she was a woman or a man She was the kind of girl a man could crave >From her high-heeled shoes to her permanent wave 'cept maybe she was needing a shave Was she a woman or a man? I asked her to dance and took her by the hand She held me so tight it was hard for me to stand Built like a lumberjack I couldn't understand If she was a woman or a man Well I walked her home It was a quarter past four My heart was thumping as we ducked in the door And then when she kissed me I thought I was sure If she was a woman or a man Well she stole my wallet and knocked me off my feet Tied on her rollerskates and made her retreat All I found was a blond wig lying in the street Was she a woman or a man? Well I don't care if she seemed unkind She stole my heart and robbed me blind I love her so much I still wouldn't mind If she was a woman or a man "Plus, he has a lumberjack reference again. Thompson's the perfect guy for this. He's been happily obscure for over twenty years, is a guitar god, made a bunch of neat albums with his wife, was, or is a Sufi, and has vicious, black, sense of humor. Its kinda late, it appeared on a mid-80's album, by which time most of the barriers were gone, but it's just so perfect." 12. I Know Every Scene By Heart, They All Went By So Fast He had a lunch date with Janice the next day. Mario, following directions Janice had given him to the place she worked at, arrived somewhat early. The gallery/resale store was situated in a small mall in a fashionable neighborhood. Mario wandered around the mall trying to find the right place. Feeling hopelessly lost, Mario suddenly realized he was standing under a sign: Pneumonia Ceilings. Here it was. The gallery itself seemed somewhat incongruous with the other shops nearby, with its strangely old-fashioned wooden door. A bell attached to the door jingled as Mario walked in. It was one of those places that were literally stacked from floor to ceiling with a little of everything. Mario had to admit, however, that the mule with jewels and binoculars hanging from its head was a definite masterpiece. "Hey Mario, pleased to meet you." Mario looked around until his eyes located a rather small, wizened old man with a white beard, wearing a blue robe. "Uh, do I know you?" "No, no, not at all. Lucky guess. Janice told me you were coming. Sorry for the clothes. I live upstairs from the gallery and just got out of the shower." The man shook Mario's hand. "Janice stepped out for a minute. Why don't you look around? I'm the first to admit, a lot of this stuff is junk, but there are some real treasures to be found." Mario picked up what could best be described as a leopard skin pill box hat. "Now there's something unique. Sure beats the usual assortment I get in here: dolls, cheap rings, bottles and the like. I'm trying to build up some more repeat clientele - for some reason customers rarely come back here." Small wonder, Mario thought. *Maybe it might help if you wore some clothes.* Later, during lunch, Mario asked Janice about her boss. "Well, he is kinda strange, but very nice. The store is really just a hobby. He's made a small fortune apparently running some web sites. Something to do with fiction- stories of some kind, I guess, he's pretty secretive about it - calls it his "other life." But I do know he runs all those web sites on Timex Sinclairs. Claims they're really stable, even though they are a bit slow." 13. She steals your voice and leaves you howling at the moon "Love is so simple." "To quote a phrase." "You've known it all along. I'm learning it these days." "God, you're incredible. Marry me?" The end Jet Pilot Words and Music by Bob Dylan 1985 Special Rider Music Ballad Of a Thin Man Words and Music by Bob Dylan 1965 Warner Bros. Inc Renewed 1993 Special Rider Music I'm A Boy Words and Music by Pete Townshend (c) 1966 Fabulous Music Ltd./TRO-Hampshire House Publishing Corp. Stepping Out Queen Words and Music by Van Morrison 1979 Essential Music Madame George Words and Music by Van Morrison 1968 Web IV Music Woman or A Man? Words and Music by Richard Thompson 1984 Island Music Polythene Pam Words and Music by Lennon/McCartney

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When she walked through the glass doors of Martin Aerospace Industries, it was exactly fourteen days after the accident. As she entered into a spacious, well lit atrium, she looked up to see a full sized bi-wing airplane suspended from the ceiling, directly over a long desk at which sat a good looking young man in a uniform. It wasn't her fantasy man. "Good morning, Mrs. Bonneville," he said, with a brilliant smile. The smile was genuine, as was the way he recoiled as he looked at her...

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A Summer Memory

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For Want of a MemoryChapter 7

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A Bitter Sweet Memory

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Threesome at Lake Powell

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For Want of a MemoryChapter 24

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A New Favorite Memory

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Taras Bayou Level 2 ndash Evil Dong

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Give Me Some Sugar Part 1 Rochelles Tryout

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Threesome at Lake Powell

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Mistrusting a MemoryChapter 16

Lacey went back to see Claire ahead of schedule, and told her everything that had happened. Claire put her under again, and spent an hour exploring the details of the rape that she hadn't gone after earlier. As each horrible part of the assault was revealed, Claire worked more instructions into the dialog, intended to minimize the emotional impact of the memories. Then she brought Lacey out of the hypnotic trance and spent another hour with her, concentrating on the things that Lacey felt...

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Lisa serves three guys on the Tennis c

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For Want of a MemoryChapter 29

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The Dildo That Erased Claire Bonnevilles MemoryChapter 10

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My Favourite Memory

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Old Memory

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Rejection Is But A Memory

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The Waitress Serves Up A Tasty Dish

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Wife serves more than coffee to friends in my wood

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Stephie serves More than Coffee

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Down Memorys River To Jenny

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The Memory of Place

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Vivid Memory

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One night while sitting on my back deck my mind was drawn to a sweet memory. After spending more than 2 decades as a high school teacher I had taken on a whole new challenge in my career and I sat outside reflecting on the many experiences some good and some not. A memory that has been in my mind from the start of my teaching career came drifting back into my mind. It was the first Saturday after school let out for the summer; graduation had been the evening before. I had been asked to get...

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