Its true crime
Its an autobiography
of one man lost in clubland.
Its a biography
of a murderer in clubland.
Its a history of fashion
, flare and pretty-boy socialites.
Its a guidebook
through the social ups and downs
of infamous New York City drag queens
and club goers.
is a novel
written by James St. James
. The book
focuses on the murder
of a drug dealer
in New York City
during the mid 1990s
. Angel Menendez
was murdered by Micheal Alig
(he had assistance), a party promoter
who helped re-shape the New York club scene
into something close to what we call the 'rave scene
As the facts are being laid open in the pages of the book, we get a history
lesson on New York City nightlife, fashion, social mores
(pronounced MOR ayes) and clubbing. Oh! I almost forgot the guide to being a drug addict
and/or a drug dealer
. Well, its not like a bonus, pocket sized reference
, but you are definitely led to understand a few things about how the world really works
But there is more to it than gloss and powder (all kinds: wig, face, e, k, any other alphabet letters out there that feel left out?)! St. James delves deeply into the people who were cast in this drama. They become real people to you, and his relationships with them become important to you, as you read. St. James weaves a story so spellbinding I could not put it down, despite the lurching my stomach did when I read the description of the murder. What kept running through my mind was, "This is real. This happened. This is not
a screenplay for a movie", despite how outrageous it seemed.
For a debut book, St. James writes like an old pro. His verse seems effortless and reads like he is having a private conversation with you, the reader.
I started the book at 11:00 one Friday night and only put it down when I was dragged, cursing literary references, out to a party.
Hmmm...that good. I gave it five shiny, glittery, gold stars.