By John McBride
I’m an interpreter who works on-stage at queer events. Once, after a concert, a hearing dyke came up to me. She said, “Thank you for sign dancing! I don’t know sign, but it’s so pretty – it’s dancing!”
Sign dancing???? She meant well. But like many hearing queers, she had a funny ideas about signed music and interpreters. So here are some thoughts for CTN Magazine’s hearing readers. First, the sad tale of a love gone wrong:
Once upon a time, I had two lovers. One lover was ASL. My other lover was Music.