River loved nothing better than hanging around the Chili Peppers,“ reports a long-standing music-business friend of River’s. “They were his big friends, and Flea was his man”. I remember how happy River was when he was with the Peppers. His beaming face said to me, ‘This is where I wanna be.’
So, as someone very involved in LGBT rights stuff in the UK, I’ve wanted to write something around this for a while, so I did. Set in 1968 onwards, this fic follows the lives of a collection of LGBT people living in New York in the lead up to the Stonewall Riots, finding love and finding themselves (I like cheesy stuff.) There will be twists… So I can’t give away all of the characters’ gender identities yet but it centres around Brian/Katya, Justin/Alaska, Danny/Adore, Roy/Bianca, Aaron/Sharon, Brian/Trixie and possibly others… Oh and Cory because why not? Not all are here from the beginning.
Excerpt from Hermes Pan: The Man Who Danced With Fred Astaire
At [an April 1990] symposium in Manhattan, Pan refused to address queries that seemed to belittle Ginger Rogers’s ability as a dancer, but he did comment on the celebrated feud between her and Astaire:
“She’s a sweet person,” he insisted. “It always makes me mad when people say they didn’t get along. The supposed feud over the shedding feathers costume in the Cheek to Cheek number from Top Hat was the basis of the story. It was just a laugh between Fred and Ginger. Ginger would say, ‘Feathers!’, and Fred would say, ‘Feathers! Those damned feathers!’ It became a gag. When the press got a hold of it, they tried to make it into a big thing. Sometimes the press drives me crazy. They always make so much out of nothing. As for Ginger Rogers […] she was his best partner because the chemistry was right.”