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X-mas Dance 2020 | Step Into the Holiday Season with a Christmas Dance Mix
- 2020/11/27
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Play Pause Support the PodcastDownloadShare var srp_player_params_672605627dbc2 = {"title":"","store_title_text":"","albums":[],"hide_artwork":"true","sticky_player":"true","show_album_market":0,"show_track_market":"true","hide_timeline":0,"player_layout":"skin_boxed_tracklist","orderby":"date","order":"DESC","hide_album_title":"true","hide_album_subtitle":"true","hide_player_title":"true","hide_track_title":"true","show_publish_date":"false","show_skip_bt":"false","show_volume_bt":"false","show_speed_bt":"false","show_shuffle_bt":"false","use_play_label":"true","use_play_label_with_icon":"true","progressbar_inline":"true","spectro":"","hide_progressbar":"true","main_settings":"||"} var srp_player_params_args_672605627dbc2 = {"before_widget":"","after_widget":"","before_title":"","after_title":"","widget_id":"arbitrary-instance-672605627dbc2"} if(typeof setIronAudioplayers !== "undefined"){ setIronAudioplayers("arbitrary-instance-672605627dbc2"); } As an avowed atheist, some of you may wonder why I bother dropping the X-mas Dance mix every year. I grew up in the Catholic church and for all the drama, the piss poor education, the failed attempt to teach creationism alongside actual science for which I questioned everything and was punished by Sister Ursula repeatedly, and the sexual abuse — you would think that I would shun the holiday season but I don't. I have a love-hate relationship with Christmas in that I have great memories as a kid going to Corpus Christi, TX to visit Momo and Boonpa, aunts, uncles, and cousins, and always enjoyed myself. My grandparents were non-practicing Baptists, alcoholics, and basically hell raisers, which made them a lot of fun to be around. As I got older and after their deaths, the family pretty much splintered and the era of fun and family had come to an end. By this time, I was in college in north Texas, alone, afraid, HIV+, and wondered when it was my turn to die. That never happened nor was I ever even close. I was new to the whole gay scene and had become great friends with Kurt who also happened to be from South Texas. He was a smart, bitchy queen that could slice through bullshit the minute it walked through the door. Yes, we were friends with benefits but that's about it. I distinctly remember going to meet him for lunch during the season when he worked at Express in the mall and they were playing U2's rendition of "Christmas (Baby Please Come Home)" over their speaker system in the store. There's a feeling of warmness I can't express that comes over me when I hear that song and think about our long-lost friendship. In fact, Kurt was the last person I stayed with in Dallas before driving nine hours back home for good. It's funny how these small insignificant fleeting moments come rushing back but here I am spilling my guts out. I've been fortunate throughout my life to be in long-term relationships with frankly, some really great guys including my partner Rick for 18 years. I'm not an easy person to get along with and am appreciative of his patience but even he has his limits and puts me in my place when I need to be taken down. I have fond holiday memories of Tommy, Eddie, and Pete that I will cherish for the rest of my life. Nevertheless, mood swings during the season are fairly typical for many people and I'm no different. I fall back on the music and the memories that filled me with happiness and sadness during the holidays and try to spread the joy to anyone needing a boost. That being said — this will definitely be the last episode of this series. There's no sense in trying to top perfection.