Princess Kennedy

by The Princess

Issue 237 / September 2008     More from this Issue     Download PDF  PDF

Hello SLUG readers. I am your Princess Kennedy. I have recently relocatedto SLC from California where I've devoted the last 12 years of my life to theever-evolving club scene. I was involved in not only the San Francisco and L.A.scenes, but also in most of the large cities in the U.S. and Europe. Once, whileat a Dutch hot spot, shortly after dropping a tab of X, my host informed me thatthe Princess of Japan wanted an introduction. As she came closer I couldfeel the drug making me nauseous. My only escape was to turn and throw upin my purse. Most nights in Amsterdam were like that, and my Dutch clubbingexperience became kind of a blur.

It tickles me absolutely fuchsia to be given the chance by SLUG to lend my voiceof experience and share a little night culture, both hither and yon, as seen throughmy heavily lashed eyes. My purpose is to expose the darker side, the underbelly,the backstage, the DJ booth and that swirling pulsating mosh we politely call thedance flooras told by me, a ferocious, hot, tranny mess.



On a recent trip to San Francisco I found myself reflecting on the differencesbetween big city nightlife and our own social standing. In such a diverse and chaoticworld, where do we stand? What do we need in order to grow? And finally where arewe going? Can we justify tolerating our peers that say they hate Utah and wish theywere somewhere else? I say, grow a set already and get away from your mommythen. Does bitching every week about the liquor laws get you through the day? It'sa moot point. We've been living with it for years. Nothing is going to change soon.Unless you're in NYC or Las Vegas, liquor laws, last calls and alcohol content arevery similar throughout the county. Unless you plan on joining the coalition to changeit, SHUT THE FUCK UP and have a drink! Pour me one while you're at it. What I writeis simply an observation. It's for the bar patron, owner, promoter and DJ alike. Justmy opinion of what I observe. Take it at face value.

The most common thing my friends say when visiting me here is how "cute" itis. Cute, huh? Not fierce or amazing, but I'll take it. They see shops, galleries,fagadasheries and most creature comforts you'd find in any other metropolitan city.What surprises them most are the unfiltered freaks walking the streets. With sucha strong conservative set you're bound to have the extreme opposite. SLC has thelargest number of tattooed and pierced people than any other city I've been to.We're a defiant culture that refuses to be defined by worldly perception. We go at itwith a sledgehammer approach. Not only will I tat my body, but my face too! I won'tbe happy until I can get my fists thru my earlobes. "Very creative and artsy set," my80 year-old Mormon mother would say. There are a lot of people marching to thebeat of a different DJ.

Salt Lake has an unusually large amount of artisticyoung people. A trip down the TV dial reveals thatevery reality dance, singing, sewing or cookingshow is sporting the latest Mormon inspiration.We must face the fact that no matter how muchwe may hate our upbringing, it has made us whatwe are todaya large group of talented freaks withsomething to prove to the world, or at least to our stupidfriends in a dark bar.

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