Cabaret

Gay Shame, the art-tinged alternative Gay Pride party, threw its final soiree last Saturday in a flurry of petticoats, do-rags and lacquered tampons. Feature continues

For their 'festival of femininity’ Brixton’s O2 Academy was transformed into a lady-themed village, complete with cake decorating classes, tapestry and a perfume shop – but with London’s performance artists running the show.

After taking part in a backstreet abortion (with Scottee on a trestle table ‘delivering’ cans of Diet Coke from his nether regions), making a cake that resembled a celebrity’s vagina (we plumped for Dot Cotton – nicotine coloured icing and a stubbed-out cigarette), and witnessing some very intimate waxing courtesy of Miss High Leg Kick and Steve Nice (who was more than a little inappropriate with one poor hairy gentleman), Saint Etienne took to the stage, looking awe-struck at what screamed before them: 3000 Gay Shamers dressed in Laura Ashley frocks, padded housecoats, dinnerlady tabards and about eight tonnes of glitter.