Dean was a friend of mins. He died a decade ago of AIDS. He used to lip sync songs at the end of an empty night at Boy Bar and the Pyramid Club. He was a junkie like me. And he had HIV early on from some lying ex-lover. He came to ACT UP meetings with Joe Kelly and I and he hid in the back of the room. You could always find him at ACT UP parties, fundraising and he tried to kick a pretty tough habit. I made this film one night when we lived together in the east village, during the height of the AIDS plague. That's Hedda Lettuce in the background. Bless her sweet heart, she was a darling and still is today.