DIRTY SLUT - ORIGINS
I'm not sure where the original idea for all this came from. Orginally the name was suggested to me jokingly by Ben Clive when we were living in Petersham as a suggestion for what I should call myself for a solo techno gig I had coming up. I think I had been quite sexually active at the time and the guys were teasing me about it (yes guys do this). As in:
'Why don't you just call yourself Dirty Slut'.
Laughs.
Straight faced I replied.
'O.K.'
And there it started.
For some reason, later when I had made my first E.P under this moniker, it occurred to me that I should really ham it up for the E.P. launch and went to my friend Marty J to sort me out an outfit. I had some kinda specifics in mind and under his magic touch and with access to his amazing clothes collection, the whole outfit was born.
Again, I'm not really sure where the idea came from or how it all suggested itself to me.
So at my album launch, in amongst a half full club of serious techno heads and club kids, I appeared, teetering awkwardly on stilettos in stockings and garter belt, corset, long black PVC Gloves, smeared make up and a seriously big blonde wig.
The wig I got in town for an absurdly cheap price and is really the soul of the show. Once that wig goes on, and other people who have tried it can testify to this... look out.
It was funny coz a whole bunch of people immediately didn't get it, and later I talked to people who said they were really spun coz this tragic Tranny had wandered into a techno party and was wandering around feeling people up... heh heh... It was not till I got on stage at the appointed time and started belting out the jams with a video screen flashing all sorts of Slut nonsense behind me that they twigged. Good. It was interesting to note, almost straight away, how some people really reacted against it. Jolon, an old school party promoter who I have known for years and is a bit of 'lad' was there, and going up to him and putting on the whole act made him REALLY uncomfortable. I found this hysterically amusing and it was my first indication of how jolting this whole persona can be.
Anyway, I got in trouble from the Bug kids that night, coz half way through my set I ripped the wig off, it getting in my eyes and seriously impeding my ability to keep all the machines running. Perhaps the fact that all the light was directed at me from the front and I couldn't see anything and had to keep using my torch also detracted from the whole look, but funnily enough since then I've either gotten used to the wig, or it's gotten used to me. With a little practice I eventually found I could even do things like navigate stairs etc... in the heels.
