Like an echo from the caves of Coccamaura, film, drag and cabaret legend Charles Busch came forth whilst Deirdre wept cool tears.
Charles Busch‘s The Confession of Lily Dare bundles up a long weekend’s worth of TCM “pre-code fallen woman” tropes into a neatly hilarious 90 minute package.
New York is different now, and John Zorn has this hangout, The Stone, on Avenue C (you heard me) at Second Street, a performance space the size of a largeish dorm room.