12 January

Liberace became a bit of a self-parodying joke, like a later stage Fat Elvis. But the man had talent, and could entertain. Also reminds me of a time when to admit being gay was social suicide. And watching all these clean-shaven, super straight white folks in the crowd start to really get black music. There was a fascinating fusion of white and black music in those days, both envious of what the other provided.