I actually didn't realize our protag's an LGBTQ character until the (horrifically hurtful) statement from Kid's father. It makes me kind of glad: it proves that gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgender and queer people are just the same as everyone. It's not always easy to get comfortable with the main character, but as the history comes out, it's impossible not to feel for Kid. All these emotions roiled up -- abandonment, acceptance, aspirations -- make for a close-to-the-heart read.
The depth which Kid feels for everything grounds this book: the relationship with Felix, the way Kid regards Brooklyn, the impact music has... it all rings true, though readers may not have the same problems. Because teenagers are passionate, you know? And Brezenoff captures that in Brooklyn, Burning.
It's good that we're already enthralled by the emotion in this book, because plot takes somewhat of a backseat; it's about a romance, and a healing, and an incident that almost changes Kid's life. I guess you could say it does, to a degree. But while it brings a sense of satisfaction, it's not what we're waiting to see. We're waiting for the blossoming of the relationships, because that's the beauty and the heart of this novel.