Jonathan Ames writes that he will be performing at the Fez under Time Cafe, which will be closing down soon. The Fez is where many of Ames shows went down. On March 11, with the doors opening at 8PM and a cover charge somewhere between $14.99 and $15.01, Ames will rock the house with others at 380 Lafayette Street (@ Great Jones), New York, NY 10003. You can call 212.533.7000 for reservations.
No word yet on whether Ames will lather himself up for this performance.
Ames’ tale, “The Story of the Hairy Call,” has been turned into a movie.
And Ames has edited a new book called Sexual Metamorphosis: An Anthology of Transexual Memoirs, to be published April 12 by Vintage.
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[…] Earlier this year, in March, I signed a contract not with Faust, but with someone far more pleasant. I believe his name was First. Mr. First was dressed in a dark oxford shirt, a pair of wrinkle-free Dockers, and had very polished shoes. He said, “Son, can you play me a memory. I’m not really sure how it goes. But it’s sad and it’s sweet and I know it’s complete. When I wore a younger man’s clothes.” I sat at the piano and played the only two things I know outside of “Chopsticks” — the riff for “Lady Madonna” and Chopin’s Prelude in E Minor. Mr. First told me that this wasn’t acceptable and that the two half-songs I played weren’t really memories, but melodies. I didn’t argue with him. Jonathan Ames’ name was brought up and well, you know the rest. […]