KMK: Drag Queens at Trance on Homo Hill

We had a simple plan: Go out, Get smashed, Dance, and see some Drag Queens. None of that necessarily had to occur in that exact order. In fact my friend and I pretty much have three out of four of those down pat. It’s the Drag Queen part that often eludes us as, unfortunately, the drunker one gets the more likely one is to forget about the plan and just do whatever.

For us whatever started at Grand Ole Opry, which is a story and an experience deserving of a post all of its own, then things moved over to Question, SoHo, Why Not, Edge/Lipstick, and finally the mountaintop of Trance. We stumbled in around 2 in the morning into pulse pounding booty shaking dance music. Ear bleeding decibels, bodies gyrating, and bottles tipped all the way back. We paid the cover of 10,000won and then proceeded to press ourselves against a seething wall of flesh. There were so many bodies pressed into that tight space of a bar that I got to first, second, and third base just by trying to squeeze myself near the stage area.

Dancing proved nigh impossible. So many people so close together only allowed for a modest modicum of movement like say a wiggling pinkie or sexy arched eyebrow. Ian and I managed to elbow some space with some help from Jack and Greg, while Dorothy deftly slipped in between the crowd like a girl born to party. The crowd moved as one, a living breathing thing, contorting to the music like maeneds at a Bacchanalia until the high priestesses took the stage in mile high hair, shimmering sequins and bejeweled nails. The Queens had arrived.

So, enjoy the performances and tell me what you think!

ONE NIGHT ONLY AND INTRO