Apr 1, 2014
Frankie's Turn at Metamorphosis
Go on Frankie! Thank you for giving my tribe the "church" we needed when we strutted into the Paradise Garage. Sometimes, I turn to the sonic medicine you gave this lost queer boy, whenever I need healing.
All of my senses are re-activated when I remember the first time I walked into the Garage, while you played the House Music all night long.
I found my place in the GLBT world on Christopher St. and you gave us our soundtrack. I stomped to the beats because this baby wanted to ride.
I also remember meeting you at the Roxy one night. Willi Ninja and I went to the DJ booth to give you some love. I was so impressed that you were kind to us.
You then focused on giving the crowd the music they needed to feel connected while feeling fab and free.
Your work saved many lives, which in my mind makes your work divine. Now, papito go onto the divine and learn about how you mattered in this mortal coil.
I love you. I thank you. I have your music to sustain me.