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NEWSMAKERS by Richard Burnett<br />
Rufus, a long way from<br />
Sarajevo’s<br />
I’m trying my best not to stare at Rufus Wainwright’s crotch, except Rufus<br />
is sitting directly in front of me, legs spread as he scratches the inner left<br />
thigh of his pants.<br />
I stutter. “Uh…”<br />
So I ask Rufus how he manages to avoid temptation since checking into<br />
rehab eight years ago to beat his crystal meth addiction.<br />
(I know, but it’s all I could think of…)<br />
“I haven’t been a severe hedonist for a long time,” Rufus replies matterof-factly.<br />
“It WAS a lot of fun and I got a lot out of it.”<br />
I remember those years, notably Rufus’s descent into crystal meth hell.<br />
“I’d been drinking for years, but certainly what brought the curtain<br />
down was the crystal meth,” Rufus told me at the time. “I’d go on these<br />
three- or four-day binges. So I checked myself into rehab. I had a lot of<br />
help. I consulted other performers who’d been through the same experience<br />
and the general consensus was, yes, I should put everything on<br />
hold. I was very fortunate.”<br />
Wainwright also believes crystal meth is ruining the gay community.<br />
« I’ve been up to Montreal a couple of times since my mom<br />
died and I’ve had to wrestle with the intensity. » RUFUS<br />
160 juin 2010 fugues.com<br />
“I don’t want to be judgmental<br />
but I do feel there's a certain<br />
amount of denial that for all of<br />
the fun of these drugs there is a<br />
price to be paid. Some people can<br />
manage it but I just couldn’t. Unfortunately<br />
those who can are lionized<br />
and olympified in gay<br />
culture – those who can take the<br />
most drugs, stay up the latest and<br />
still have a great body and have<br />
45,000 affairs. I just can’t do that.<br />
I don’t have the stamina.”<br />
Today, all these years later, I’m<br />
staring Rufus straight in his eyes –<br />
and they’re smiling – as he<br />
scratches the inner left thigh of his<br />
pants some more. “That’s not to<br />
say these phantoms don’t arise.<br />
But that said, I want to live.”<br />
If anything, the January 18 death<br />
of his mother, famed Montreal folk<br />
singer Kate McGarrigle, from a rare<br />
form of cancer called clear-cell<br />
sarcoma, spurred Wainwright to<br />
re-evaluate the gift of life.<br />
The morning after her passing,<br />
Rufus wrote on his website,<br />
“When inevitably I read today in<br />
the papers that my mother lost her<br />
battle with cancer last night, I am<br />
filled with an immense desire to<br />
add that this battle, though lost,<br />
was tremendously fruitful during<br />
these last three and a half years of<br />
her life. She witnessed her daughter’s<br />
marriage, the creation of my<br />
first opera, the birth of her first<br />
grandchild [his sister Martha’s son<br />
Arcangelo]…<br />
“Yes, it was all too brief, but as I<br />
was saying to her sister Anna last<br />
night while sitting by her body<br />
after the struggle had ceased,<br />
there is never enough time and<br />
she, my amazing mother with<br />
whom everyone fell in love, went<br />
out there and bloody did it. I will<br />
miss you mother, my sweet and<br />
valiant explorer.”<br />
On this day, two months later,<br />
Rufus tells me, “I’ve been up to<br />
Montreal a couple of times since<br />
my mom died and I’ve had to<br />
wrestle with the intensity.”<br />
Then at this very moment Rufus’s<br />
cell phone rings and the display<br />
Photo : RRoberrt Laalliberrté