Forgot
to mention that when I was in Paris backstage at the Rick Owens
fashion show Michele Lamy introduced me to fashion queenpin Vera Wang
who is super sexy and stylish. With her was a patricianly humpy
dark haired man with a cruel mouth that looked like one of those big
dick arrogance types you read about in New Wave magazines.
I chit
chatted before the show started with a sweet and personable
French/Finnish fashion writer dressed in an outrageously cartoony
manner. So great to see someone not wearing the obligatory black
uniform. There was quite a lot of commotion stirred when the pop
rapper Nicki Minaj and her body guards and retinue arrived on the
scene, but Michele Lamy knows how to handle errant celebrities. She
got a lot of practise with it dealing for many years with Courtney
Love at Les Deux Cafe in Hollywood during the height of Courtney’s
rocknroll fame. Alicia Keys also came to the show with a contingent
but was a lot more graceful then the Minaj gang. I know songs by Ms.
Keys but I couldn’t name one song by Ms. Minaj.
The
hotel I stayed at in Paris had the most charming staff who were very
attentive to our needs. I loved the spiral staircase and the fact
that they brought you breakfast in bed. I also got a kick out of the
no-nonsence maid who roused you out of the room when she wanted to
clean.
Adored
the restaurant Au Petit Fer a Cheval that curator of the Editathon in
Paris Flora Katz took me too for the artist dinner. The food and
atmosphere was top notch lecker smeckerini.
Can’t
get over how everyone in Paris now speaks English EVERYWHERE. I find
that a bit daunting to say the least.
Before
rushing off to Paris my hot young former student from Geissen
Christoph Bovermann invited me over to a scrumpdelicious dinner party
at his new flat in Friedrichshain. He and his juicy lover JP just
moved to Berlin from Offenbach. JP attends the film school in
Potsdam and Christoph has a great job with some film distribution
company. At the dindin was another former Geissen student Lia and
her cute and hilarious Turkish/German high school BFF.
Lately
I have been getting a lot of offers from various directors, producers
and curators. Its a little bit overwhelming to be in such demand. I
usually go in and out of vogue every 7-8 years before I get
rediscovered. One strange offer came from Brad Pitt’s production
company that is doing a remake of the 1955 Jose Ferrer film The
Shrike. For some reason Brad thinks I could play the role that was
taken on by June Allyson. Good luck with that Bradley
Received
some disturbing news from Los Angeles. My dear friend and
collaborateur Ron Athey the celebrated performance artist is getting
kicked out of his Silverlake duplex after he has lived there for over
25 years. I still can’t fathom this as Ron has lived on Maltman in
Edendale for so long. When he was married he lived in London for six
years but kept his flat subletting it to ZacKary Drucker before she
received mainstream recognition and fame through the Transparent TV
series. Ron’s landlady Suzanne died and since she didn’t have
any relatives left this property which consists of four duplexes to
her accountant who promptly sold them to the highest bidder some
carpetbaggers trying to cash in on the popularity of the Silverlake
neighborhood. I can remember at time in the late 80s and early 90s
when no one wanted to live in Silverlake as it was considered way too
dangerous because of all the gang activity. Living next door to Ron
is Shari Frilot who is the director of the New Frontiers section of
the Sundance Film Festival. Shari works for an institution so I
don’t have to worry about her, but Ron’s only form of income is
working as a massage therapist so he couldn’t possibly afford the
outrageous rents that are being grifted in Los Angeles and the USA
at the moment.
I
saw the writing on the wall back in 2002 thats why I chucked it all
and left for Berlin. Poor hot Papa Ron. I hope he fights it bare
knuckle style with the new owners. Los Angeles has gotten so
gentrified in the last years that so many people I know including my
relatives have either moved to the high desert or the mountains as
even South Central LA is way too expensive.
Tillman
a young scholar working on a disertation on the LA hiphop scene who
is good friends with one of my former students Christophe DeRohan
Chabot has been having a hoot of a time in my former city. Through
my good friend Hector Martinez, Tillman has met all these hot jubas
jubilee young black men and he is getting all his holes filled
properly to the brim. I wonder if he will find time between
servicing juicy mufas to work on his scholarship which is quite
interesting investigating the early LA hiphop scenes connection to
post punk with clubs like Radio, 48 Crash, Fake Club, Rhythm Lounge,
Power Tools, Dirt Box and Nairobi Room. Tillman squirrel you climb up
that tree and get your girlish gnut. Tilman has sent DeRohan some
pics of his new rock steady crew and they are all dinge queen
delights.
If
there are any fans out there who want to do the Vagimule a big
favour, please send her these book titles:
Zadie
Smith’s Swing Time, Paul Kalanithi’s When Breath Become Air
anything by Hilary Mantel or Gita Mehta and The Price of Illusion a
memoir by Juliet Buck.
RocknRoll
pioneer Chuck Berry died age 90. I met Mr. Berry when he came to the
Cathay DeGrande Club back in the 1980s. Those old timer rock stars
were sure hornpigs. Upon meeting the star he quickly pounced on me
stucking his tongue so far down my throat I thought he was performing
a gallbladder operation on me. Being a true freak he proceeded to
DeFrench kiss almost every man and woman at the club, leaving them in
a state of what just happened here?
Was
on the radio again doing ReBoot FM CHEAP Funk with special guest
Angela Anderson with Djane Olga Damnitz and Vicki Baum. If you want
to listen to the episode go here:
http://reboot.fm/2017/03/19/cheap-funk-6-carte/