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Tracy Tramp - How to Do Drag: Tracy Tramp, My Story

Full title: "How to do drag: Tracy Tramp, my story - The London drag scene and clubland in the early 2000s" by Tracy Tramp.

"Immerse yourself in the dress-up, t-girl and drag scene in London, 1999-2000. Clubs, parties, characters and celebrities of the time. Adventures galore. The route to drag: tips and hints for queens and t-girls. All true life stories."

"TRACY TRAMP was born in London in 1967. In July 1969 the U.S.A. Eagle Rover landed on the surface of the moon. Millions around the world watched the whole thing on TV, in the latest technicolour. The Rover lifted off the surface to re-join the mother-ship, ship fifty miles above. ‘Man's first step’ left the first pile of litter on the surface of another world that had been undisturbed for a billion years. TT’s northwest London Jewish bubble of life hinged around family, bar-mitzvahs and (luckily) getting into J.F.S school – at the old Camden Road site.

The alternatives at the time were too horrific to be contemplated. It was a statement of fact that at John Kelly (comprehensive) School, heads would be stuffed down toilets. Childhood was a happy time for the many kids in the Edwardian terraces near Gladstone Park. Silver Jubilee party, 1977; Raleigh Choppers; hot, steamy summers and letters typed on manual typewriters. The Krays had been away for over ten years already; lots of people were wandering about who had fought in or survived the war; red phone boxes ate 2p pieces for a call.

TT was kitted out in purple flares, paisley shirts and sported a Jimmy Hendrix style huge mop of black curls. Then the digital age stealthily crept in (little did they know) with hand-held space invader games, digital watches and Atari computers: that kids with red hair and freckles would programme on a ‘blue screen’. While other kids were wasting time reading comics and playing in dangerous adventure playgrounds (with no matting), Alan Sugar was building his business empire from a market stall (or so he said)."

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