So it was fitting and humorous when I landed in LA on Saturday to a message from my pal Troy saying that he'd heard that Madonna AND Beyonce were going to be there when the curtain came down on the Roxy. I got crazy, in that way I did every time I heard that rumor, thinking that maybe, just maybe, it was true. Hadn't I seen on the cover of the freaking Post on that very day that Madonna was in town, shopping for UES townhouses?? And maybe I should do all I could to get my shit together and get on a plane in the opposite direction and get to the Roxy by 1:30ish to catch whatever was or wasn't going to happen.
I called Graciela, as I always did, to pass the rumor on. Just so she knew too. When I called Troy to discuss the roots of the rumor, he brought me down to earth. "Watch it be just Cashetta or someone like that performing," he clucked. (Cashetta is a random drag queen.) I told Bruce and anybody else I could reach to tell them the big newsrumor and doubledare them to go see for themselves since I couldn't. Bruce is in LA too so he and I were both basically in purgatory.
I woke up Sunday in the weird LA SpringForwardNess to NO messages reporting a Madonna Roxy moment. I looked online. There were all the rumors on various sites detailing that she DEFINITELY was making an appearance. And then that security concerns had made it impossible. And then that she actually had left for London early Saturday morning. I experience the same thing I had many Sunday mornings when I discovered that she didn't show. Relief. I wasn't there, so why should she be. I will miss the Roxy even though I haven't been there in five years. At least. I liked knowing it was there though -- and that Madonna might be there.