New York Magazine has a great interview with the Dupont Brothers, Robert and Richard, identical twins who were a fixture in Andy Warhol's circle back in the day; this bit below is one of the strangest, most surreal things I've ever read:
"Andy brought us to dinner one Sunday with Salvador Dalí at the Versailles Room at the St. Regis. Dalí always had these dinners, and there were always a lot of drag queens. One named Potassa would be wearing a beautiful gown from Oscar de la Renta or Halston, and she would run around with a big bottle of Champagne and say, “Cham-pan-ya!” After we met her, she would always let us know when Dalí was in town and invite us for these dinners.....
Sometimes we’d be in the back of the limo, and Dalí and Potassa would say, “Pull it out, pull it out!” Dalí had a word for orgasm—I don’t remember it, but he would say it and I would do it. I don’t know why. Maybe I felt like I had to in order to get invited to dinner or something. I remember doing it for Andy in the balcony at Studio, and in the back at the Factory.
One time I did it for Andy and Dalí together. We were in a black limousine, going uptown on Park Avenue South. Potassa and Dalí’s wife, Gala, were there, too. I don’t know why Andy grabbed me; maybe he was trying to get Dalí turned on, or maybe he just wanted to show that he had control. At first I was scared. But Potassa was pouring her Champagne and saying, “Cham-pan-ya!,” and Andy was saying, “Do it, do it!” so I just did. Gala was laughing, and Potassa was clapping. It was like theater for them, I guess."
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I don't disagree with your choice of surreal moment in the interview -- I just think it's almost an impossible task, especially when you got yourself this moment:
"One night when I was dating Egon Von Furstenberg, we were at Studio and Truman Capote was in the D.J. booth, like always."
And somebody tells him to run up and tell Truman Capote that he's a "tired old queen" and he does it! Ha. Good times.
I'm pretty sure that I'm going to work "and Truman Capote was in the D.J. booth, like always" as a closer to pretty much all of my sentences or anecdotes."
By the way, I started with your most recent posts today (I'm new to your blog) and have been steadily working my way backwards. Seriously: hooray for this very blog. I'm going to try to get Truman to take a look at it, once he gets out of the D.J. booth.
Aw shucks, Mike, thanks.
If Truman comes out of the DJ booth though, I fear the world will collapse. Reality as we know it will fold around itself and dogs and cats will live together and Revelations-type shit will go down; I dunno if I want that on my blog's conscience. ;-)
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