To TRANNY or not to TRANNY?

After my involvement in a NYE queerphobic attack, I've been thinking about getting people together for an event that isn't political, sit down cabaret, sex or 'tops off' one. A sporadic club and performance night for anyone and everyone (like all my club events, I try to be inclusive. I don't dig segregation) celebrating all things transformative, however permanent or temporary called TRANNY.

This may sound like I'm vying for controversy, this is how my mind works and the last thing I want to do is offend anyone. I'm the first person to stand up against transphobia (see my last post) but I understand that there may be some people who might have a problem with calling a club night TRANNY. 

Tranny can be controversial. The marvelous Mz Kimberley received all manner of grief from the trans community for singing her signature song, a cover of Peggy Lee's 'I'm a Woman' as 'I'm a Tranny' (which baffles me, as a transwoman, she has the right to call herself whatever she wants to). I've received negativity about defining myself as the 'Tranny with a Fanny'. I'm reclaiming over the top camp femininity from drag queens and glorifying it. It's been almost ten years, I'm not going to change that now. Interestingly, I'm not aware of a negative reaction against the name of club night Trannyshack.

I'm not dictating and guessing the overtly politically correct might react unfavourably to this idea but I'm suggesting trans people reclaim the word tranny from negative connotations. Gay people took the all encompassing term queer from bigots as a term of empowerment, isn't it time the trans folk did the same with tranny?
It's a word that isn't going to go away, surely claiming and using it positively removes negative power from idiots, bullies and Daily Mail readers? The more queer and trans people have a strong, positive public presence, the better for everyone.

So, back to the club night idea. I'd like to call the night TRANNY not to shock, scandalise, sensationalise or ridicule but to celebrate. The only policy I'd enforce is that everyone respect each other. I'm not reinventing the wheel here but would like to have a fun night where trans people, queers, drag queens, club kids, gays, lesbians and even straight people can mix and mingle without judgement and be as inclusive as Wotever and T-Lounge in Copenhagen (which I've performed and DJed at many times).

The music, like all my nights would be fun, up and party (no banging generic gay house or naff pop remixes). The performances would be a mixed handbag. There would possibly be a changing area (not a dark room). It'll be hopes. Would you go to TRANNY?

This is still an idea and may not happen. It's already provoked both a positive and negative reaction on my facebook page, we'll see what happens.


Hideous homophobia...

It's early morning, New Years Day 2013 and I'm sat at home with a bag of frozen peas pressed up against my face. After a gig in the west end of London, the roads were closed so the taxi that was arranged for our small group of wayward drag artists couldn't get close so we had to walk to Bolton Street in Mayfair to be picked up. A few were still in full looks which garnered the predicable heckles and cat calls you'd expect from New Years revelers in the capital but just as we finally reached our taxi, one of our party who was slightly ahead of us was attacked. I saw a wig fly and ran over to get in between the attacker and the innocent which resulted in me getting a bash on the nose myself.

The utter asshole (and there's no way to be polite about this) kicked and punched a person who was simply dressed differently. They felt threatened by someone disrupting their sense of the so-called norm.  After the initial attack, asshole #1 was pulled back by asshole #2 who then called us "batty boys". How original.
I retorted "Happy New Year, now fuck off". Asshole #1 tried to have another go but the screeching girl with both assholes forced them into a taxi and drove off into the night. I looked down to see asshole #1  had dropped his phone during the attack. Oh you silly, silly bastard.

We ran around the corner to tell the community police officers (who were unfortunately one street away) to report it. Luckily neither of us were severely hurt (can't imagine anywhere worse than A&;E on New Years Eve) so it would have been easy enough to shake it down and put it down to an unfortunate episode but all incidents of this nature, no matter how big or small and especially homo and transphobic attacks must be reported. Unfortunately statistics are required for any kind of change. These kind of incidents happen more frequently than should be happening in this age of so-called liberalism. You'd hope with legal changes and more gays in the media, attitudes would be on the move but there are still a lot of small bigoted minds out there. This was an abhorrent unprovoked attack by someone who obviously feels more of a 'man' swinging his fists when faced with something his pathetic little brain can't quite compute.

This is not how I expected my first blog post of 2013 to go but there you have it.  My nose hurts and I have a splitting headache but I'll get over it (I'm off to Thailand and Cambodia in just over a week to travel, volunteer and write my new full length show which premieres in May).
As for the asshole with the vile sexist screensaver, we're passing his phone to the police who will be able to track him down. We will be pressing charges. Happy new fucking year asshole.


P.S. Two days have passed and still haven't heard from Westminster police. It being on the corner of Piccadilly, it's likely there was CCTV and we've got his phone, it's an easy case to follow.
I'm ok, no bruises but a sore nose, more angry than anything. It's hideous that our queer fore brother and sisters have been physically assaulted for simply being who they are but incidents like this should not be a rite of passage for any LGBTQI person in 2013.
Look out for each other out there. Apathy is the current gay fragrance of choice, we've still a way to go.