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A Last Supper of Queer Apostles: Selected Essays (Penguin Classics) A Last Supper of Queer Apostles: Selected Essays by Pedro Lemebel
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“Which has little or nothing to do with the hospital that shipwrecked on our fraying coast. A gay movement we didn’t participate in, and yet we catch its deadly hangover. One of the developed world’s causes, which we eye from a distance, too ill-iterate to articulate a stance. Too feminine, too much flipping our hair and flirting with power. Too busy keeping our penises out of work to worry about anything else.”
Pedro Lemebel, A Last Supper of Queer Apostles: Selected Essays
“Long before these perks, the photo of the locas at the New Year’s party registers like something glimmering in an underwater world. Their laughter’s crystalline obscenity is still subversive, turning upside down any assumptions about gender. The crumpled photo still measures the distance between then and now, the years of dictatorship that forced masculinity into our mannerisms. The homosexual’s demise and metamorphosis at the end of the century can be confirmed; locas kaposied by AIDS, but decimated first and foremost by an imported model of being gay, so fashionable, so penetrative in its angling for power, the masculine homosexual supernova. In the photo the locas wave the century goodbye, their tattered plumage still lopsided, still folksy in their illegal ways.”
Pedro Lemebel, A Last Supper of Queer Apostles: Selected Essays
“There was rock, too, way before Los Prisioneros, there was always rock growing under the stones, surviving the dictatorship. Groups like Tumulto, or Arena Movediza with its furious Zeppelin metal ringing out from the Klimax Disco on the south side of the Alameda.”
Pedro Lemebel, A Last Supper of Queer Apostles: Selected Essays
“Perhaps their most famous piece is The Conquest of America (1989), a bloody homosexual pas de deux in which, bare-chested and barefoot, they performed the cueca, a traditional (and often politicized) dance in Chile, over a map of South America made of glass shards from Coke bottles. This was in front of the Chilean Commission on Human Rights, the committee responsible for calculating the number of people who were killed or tortured by the Chilean military between 1973 and 1989.”
Pedro Lemebel, A Last Supper of Queer Apostles: Selected Essays