Feeling like a million bucks we walk up into Manila Bar get stamped up in neon, and stomped up with the sensation of absolutely knowing that it would be a good night.
First off: there were Asian bartenders. I mean I had never ever seen this anywhere in South Africa before.
So I knewww that this would be perfectly different.
A few nice strangers threw a few smiles back to me. Something (which by the way) I test all the time. Different cities have presented different temperaments.
I literally started walking up to people and introduced myself to them at this point; something which California taught me. I was like “Heyyyy I’m Jade, showing some love from Johannesburg and really hoping to have a great weekend”. I had no inhibitions. I only knew one person (or I mean I met her on twitter, so technically I knew her by association) and even though it was her video launch, I figured that I knew absolutely no body else and so I could do whatever I wanted because no one could judge me based on any prior incident(ces).
I say this because this is a general impression that I have of the world. People judge you or evaluate you based on what they know of you. No-one knew a thing in this case (which was liberating, not that I have anything to hide; but I’m just sayin’).
Cape Town is definitely clique(y). And getting into any circle seems to be difficult. My take on this night however was to make sure that I was the realest version of myself, because that’s the impression I wanted to leave. Not for anyone else, but for my own inner reflection.
So, at this point I was done being the serious girl, or mama hen to my flock. Nahhh tonight was my turn to turn it out!
It turns out we were early, hahaha which was fine either way because I didn’t really know what the lineup was gonna be like and I was eager to “turn it out so I had to internally prepare.”.
So; my sister, her friends, my cousin and I take advantage of the fact that the venue is still pretty empty. For this very reason we end up taking a stroll down Long Street, familiarising ourselves with it and also in order to gain some momentum. We then head back up to Manila Bar and get the beverages ‘pourrr’d’ up.
This immediately loosens me up. And I eventually start speaking to some really buff guy named Roy. Hahah he was funny and he somehow ends up dropping his beverage making me question his soberness entirely. He was a happy chap, (which is what counted the most) and just genuinely nice. Gary (at this stage), is here too. Gary and I were keen to show off our pinned up shirts and smiles. And because we know that the Trueman’s are all about that get-down. We were suddenly on the dancefloor getting down with every kinda get down!!
Man! The combination of positive energy, fermented beverages (and at this point, quite a few down), a smooth shot of patron, GOOD MUSIC and family- at this point: I was ready to take over the world hahaha…
yo. I. Was. In. It.
At another point that night I remember that I was so energised and just so free that the dancefloor literally became my own circle. I don’t know when I crossed the threshold but the crowd made the circle bigger fo’ me! And honey; I didn’t back down either! Hahah
The difference here in comparison to the night before at Eclipse, was that people weren’t dancing away from me because they assumed I was lesbian. In this setting they danced away for a few seconds to take in an art form. And that was the difference. They didn’t judge me according to any pre-concieved assumptions. This was the moment I fell in love with Cape Town.
Now look. I am androgenous. And I am proud to say that I am.
This was a platform where that didn’t even matter. Sexuality, age, gender, class, race… man.
None of that mattered and that’s what absolutely won me over in those few seconds of glory.
I love the stage life. Despite the fact that I am generally shy. I call this my double life.
There is a thrill in it.
I guess alot of entertainers have this element or knowledge of self.
Mannnnn, and I could feel it in Dope Saint Jude’s aura too.
Knowledge of self… liberation through expression of self.
00:00 Midnight: Dope Saint Jude had her performance due. I mean after all it was her video launch, so with purposefulness she came out HARD.
She rocked us out so hard. It was actually quite insane how it all happened. I honestly do think that the combination of all of the energy in that room is the reason that I felt so elevated. Hahaha
My cousins, sister and her friends all rocked out hard too. I was so grateful to be in tune with a heightened sense of self in their presence. If they hadn’t been there I doubt that I woulda had as great a time. I was just immensely thankful; and being in that state made me so much more confident.
I remember after Dope Saint Jude left the stage Roy pushed me up on stage and was like “kill it”… and in my own mind my body took over and I just danced my heart out.
It was magical.
I was liberated.
I was free. Confident. Thankful.
And so I knew before we took leave that I had to introduce myself to Dope Saint Jude. I went looking for her and eventually found her.
Hahah I was like “heyyyy I’m Jade”, she started laughing and was like “I know hahahah”.
I was so turnt out that this seemed like such an hilarious moment. I guess it’s because sometimes we place so much expectation into/onto moments which are meant to be so simple. And it was infact very simple.
Nevertheless :D :D I got to meet a twitter friend (yaaay ints ints ints) and because of my eager nature to be at her video launch I got to experience a heightened version of myself. As well as Cape Town and it’s beautiful people in a heightened form.
Everyone at the launch was great. People were beautiful. There were fellow androgenous humans and this made me feel a greater sense of familiarity within myself. The queer community in Cape Town, especially queers in my age group are FABULOUS!
I guess we all felt free.
Thanks to Dope Saint Jude for being that link for me.
Thanks to my sister for having a Birthday weekend and getting me to Cape Town.
I think I am most grateful to’ve exposed my sister and her friends to another side of progressive Cape Town living. To’ve exposed them to fellow peers who have so much to offer the world.
*Raises beverage* here’s to the rest of the night of fun in Sam’s Bar, Dance Poll’s, Chip Rolls, fancier whips and even fancier human progression because of the night.
Off to the 15th floor again.
A quick catnap… and there we were again. Travelling through the mists in Cape Town toward the Plain.
I won’t lie.
I was so excited to sleep. But BGP (Black Girl Power kept lingering in my head).