200 of you and sparse posts -- AN ANSWER!
Far be it from me to "step on" Bernie's fabulous website. It occurred to me, though, that if you look at the main thread under which this is a subthread, this subthread has been "lurked" over two hundred times. Where are all of you? If for some reason you don't want to show yourselves here, there's a new place to do so. Do a Yahoo search (NOT a google search) for "Ice Palace 57" and you'll find it. We're waiting for you. HOWEVER, THIS SITE STILL REMAINS THE NO. 1 SOURCE FOR DISCO AND DANCE MUSIC INFORMATION I'VE FOUND. AND I'M IN THE MUSIC BIZ. I don't know how Bernie does it and keeps his day job! lol!
A bit of prose about the place we seek to celebrate herein:
We have before us a daunting task. How does one find staff members
and guests from a night club that closed business over twenty years
ago; the demographic of which was so specialized, and, at that time,
so "taboo;" and that demographic so tragically decimated by the
Health Crisis of the day; and those who survived burdened with so
much baggage therefrom many still suffer and are just too traumatized
to re-visit any thought of that special place we all chose to gather
so many nights and Sunday afternoons and become a family.
I think of that place not as a place but of its heart; its people;
once cohesive and so close as to form a veritable stone wall around
it; laughing and dancing with one another; enjoying one another's
company; and, in times of hardship, coming to the aid of those who
needed it most. Those people now scattered like the pieces of a
favorite piece of intricate heirloom china, taken for granted on
one's mantle, gathering dust for many years and all of a sudden
dropped one day on the floor and broken into bits and pieces.
It is OUR job to carefully piece the broken item together, with the
clear understanding that it will never look the same. The large
pieces we will eventually find, by looking under the furniture,
perhaps all the way across the room. A clumsy pet may kick one all
the way outside; but it will be found, much later, yes; but found
nonetheless. And we will take these pieces, and though we may not
recognize them now, eventually, with patience and love and a little
bit of glue, render the fragments into a whole that, although homely,
reminds us of what once sat proudly on the shelf, and what many, many
years before, shone brightly upon a different mantle with a fire
raging underneath it all the time.
Why, you ask, is the mended piece so homely? It is because it is
incomplete; many of the pieces we don't find will have disintegrated
into dust upon impact, and cannot be mended back into the whole.
Those pieces, though no longer tangible, no longer visible, will last
in our minds, and in our hearts. They are the most important --
because should a stranger come to call, and ask us, "why have you
saved that peculiar vase on your mantle, when you could have bought a
new one, without holes, that will hold water, and flowers?" What can
we possibly reply but this -- "That vase, my friend, holds something
much more precious and enduring than flowers; it is filled with
memories."
Let's get started.
Paul Lewis - a.k.a. Judy ("Holliday") Doggie
- Yours, musically
JudyDoggie (neither a girl nor a dog: if you were in disco in NYC 15-25 yrs ago u know)
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