Regarding the Tina Turner concert in Miami
[ Editor's note ] Last night, TINA TURNER was....she was...... well she was more than what one word can convey! Before I get into what details I can paste together from my TINA hangover, a little background on TINA and I. My fandom for TINA TURNER stretches back to tape. She was the first musical artist I loved. She was this 6-year old gay boys first Diva. I played that tape 'til I had memorized all the words, Side A and B. As I grew older, so did my love. Then one not so special TINA worshiping day, my mom tells me that TINA and I share something in common: her photographer. Apparently, the same guy who would photograph TINA took my baby pictures! Now, I know that doesn't say much about the guys career (from TINA to baby photographer), but it meant the world to me. The truth of this conversation was later evidenced by a trove of TINA pictures my mom had socked away some where. I lost my cookies. Fast forward to October 30th, 2008. Picture it if you can: the same gay boy is...