It was very cold for a few days on the wharf, but the weekend has been beautiful. Yesterday, the youngest beagle went for somersaults of what can only be described as joy in the low tide, interpersed with sea-gull chasing and the occasional love-in with something dead near the dunegrass. In Ptown this season, we’ve already had a mini-scandal of the cops busting a rowdy party on Commercial Street, and more drama over sewer construction. And then there’s the constant reminder of the history of the place. The best act in town (if you come here, don’t miss her at the Vixen nightclub) is performance artist Dina Martina. She recently gave a small glimpse of the rich inheritance we all share on this little strip of sand, in an interview with Provincetown Magazine:
I love coming back to Vixen every year because there’s so much history there. Did you know that back in the 1920s, Marlon Brando used to go to there? He used to go disco dancing there all night with Eugene O’Neill and Fatty Arbuckle. They’d dance ’til the sun came up and then go out for fish ‘n chips. And then they’d all go over to Rick Astley’s, ’cause he owned this huge cranberry patch or whatever, over where the Pilgrim Monument is now, and they’d wake Rick Astley up and he’d make his famous cranmberry muffins – ‘member Astley’s Famous Muffins? That was him.
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