After seeing Bette Midler in Hello, Dolly! and then spending this past weekend in the rapture of Barbra Streisand and Diana Ross, I was hoarse from cheering, but stopped to think, "Where's Liza? That would complete my Mount Rushmore of old-school gay icons." I've already raved about Bette's diva turn, which is well worth mortgaging your first born to witness. Let me tell you about the other two ladies who just made m…
