NOISE AND THE REINVENTION OF THE EVERYDAY
Brutal heatwave sweeping the southland with fires in Thousand Oaks and temperatures turning the city into an easy bake oven. Dr. Doyle took me to the “Bu” as in Malibu to escape the 115 degree Fahrenheit heat, but it was 93 at the beach and sweltering with little to no breezes other then hot ones. Joining us for fun and frolic was handsome Jan Klesse my German sweatheart from Berlin who is in my new musical/art project Tenderloin, and a beautiful multidisciplinary artist friend of Dr. Doyle’s named Adria’ Julia who is Catalon and works in the exciting new conceptual installic practice of creating utopias from scratch. The swarthy Senor Julia is also a surfer and spent a lot time in the water filling out a wet suit like you wouldn’t believe. There were a lot of humpy surfers floating about, so the eye candy was at a premium. I chittle chatted with one named Jamie Padgett who had a smoking hot studly body, and saw this other one paddle surfing. Is that the new surf trend? I don’t even know how to swim so I stayed pretty far from the water huddled in a cave of my own design under some shack like beach houses. One of the paddle surfer boys a girl next to me told me was Brody Jenner, who is the well built son of 70s sports star Bruce Jenner who I have seen in photos lately and looks like he’s going through a sex change to become a lesbian.
My sweet Jan Klesse started a beach pickup game of soccer with this incredibly sexy Japanese man named Hidetoshi Nakata who happens to be an ex-soccer star and model-super yummy.
We left the beach around 7pm because I had a dinner date with reality TV production kingpin(The Amazing Race) and former academe David Gardner and his scholar pal Scott Thomas who visited me in Berlin last year and took me out to Gino’s Kreuzberg. Mr. Gardner who lives most of the year in Paris took the doll to The Pacific Dining Car, one of her most favorite old fashion LA eateries. PDC has been open 24/7 since 1921. I drank one of the best Vodka Gimlet’s ever and stuffed a filet mignon down my throaty throat plus a pecan pie for desert. Yumsville! The three of us had a blast gabbing away until way after midnight on a variety of subjects ranging from legendary openly lesbian Hollywood golden era film director Dorothy Arzner to the Wm Wenders film The State of Things.
Sunday Marlou de Luna and Hal Marinas took me to breakfast at Pacific Dining Car where we were joined by the charming Britisher Joe Bristow a professor with UCLA’s English department and his lover attorney Blain Noblett. Mr. Noblette works with MarLou for the State of California’s Dept of Corporations. Mr. Bristow is one of the academics responsible for bringing me out to Los Angeles on this visit where I will perform a performative lecture on Oct 9th at UCLA’s Royce Hall room 314 at 6pm as part of this yearly queer arts conference. If you are planning to attend email the address below and make a reservation with your name and number of guests. The event is free of charge but seating is limited in the small lecture hall.
lgbts@humnet.ucla.edu
I would suggest carpooling or skip driving altogether and just taking the bus to the UCLA campus in Westwood, and spend time cruising all the young humpy students. Here is a link with some more additional info:
http://www.humnet.ucla.edu/humnet/lgbts/index.html
I went to the post office the other day and what a change at this venerable institution. The employees were so nice it was scary, and there was no line whatsoever. I guess it’s a response to all the competition which was making the US Postal Service obsolete.
The other day at the beginning of the LA heat wave I saw LA institution Angeline getting out of her pink Corvette with some faggot sycophant going into the Mickey D’s on Sunset at Fountain in Silverlake. LA isn’t LA unless you have an Angeliine sighting.
Emi Fontana of West of Rome came by and visited with Dr. Doyle and I Sunday during the late afternoon of the first day of the awful heat wave. I adore Ms. Fontana. She was looking very glam and sexy wearing a see-through Jean Paul Gaultier dress. Ms. Fontana will be bringing me back to LA in the 2011/12 season for a big public art project through the Getty. She and Dr. Doyle got along famously as both have a soccer background. She popped by on her way from the opening of LACMA’s Resnick Pavillion. We were all a bunch of giggling Gertie’s munching on La Dr. Doyle’s yummy ceviche on tostada’s from a local tortillaria. Ms. Fontana is inviting us to dinner at her South Pasadena compound on Thursday. Can’t wait.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
LA CHAMBRE DU GARCON
Up early Saturday morn, went down to the Sunset Junction Farmer’s Market. Ate a delicious scone and drank the best cappacino ever from this new coffee house situated on Hoover near the old One Way leather bar called Cafecito Organico. Cute kids working their stand in the market. The weather has heated up. Los Ang summer was unseasonably cool. Now that its Autumn the city is scorching with fierce summer like temps that are going to hover around 95 degrees farenheit for the next week. Yuk! I guess I should be thankful for the sun and warmth as its freezing back home in Berlin. So weird saying that Berlin is now home. I am having a mondo wondo time in LA, but I know now that I could never live here or in the US ever again.
Dr. Jennifer Doyle aka: Pirate Jenny of Montepelier is both a knockout UC Riverside scholar and crack DJane with my Club Brickstops at the Parlour Club. She just came back to Silverlake from her summer writing retreat in the south of France, and we’ve been having a lovely girlish slumber party existence. Her Day of the Locust court style apartment is extremely charming, and I’ve really enjoyed hearing all her wonderous tales of her fab and exciting life. In fact Dr. Doyle’s Soccer blog, From A Left Wing: The Cultural Politics of Soccer is enjoying enormous popularity. The right on Maud Dr. Doyle makes righteous commentary on topics ignored by the mainstream sports media concerning feminism, arts & culture filtered through international women’s football. She has been asked to be on NPR and talk about the three S’s namely: Soccer, S’art-re History and Sex, the divine combo that seems to fuel her electric eclectic prose that sizzles and pops in ways unlike no one else in the Academy or all of Christendom. Not only has Dr. Doyle been writing for Frieze Magazine but also The New York Times and the UK’s The Guardian newspaper. I was so envious hearing about her travels to Southern Goa, in India to attend the Indian National Soccer Team training as part of her research for an upcoming book and curatorial art project. Not only that but she has become very close friends on and off the pitch with some of the most muscular, major Ms. Gorgeous young Indian soccer stars like the dashing Subhasish Roychowdhury, lovesexy Steven Benedic Diaz and hungthrobster Subrata Paul. If that isn’t enough Dr. Doyle is making me cream in my big white Nina Blanchard panties over the fact she will be traveling to South Afrika and Brazil with this new incredible project of hers. All the world seems to be suddenly wrapped up in the house of Dr. Jennifer Doyle. And my dear’s that is the way it should be.
Rudy Bleu one of my LA children and his hot ginger haired Texas lover Andrew Watley took me to breaky at Dusty’s Café in Silverlake on Sunset & Larissa. The blondine hostess who sat us wasn’t featuring the Doll, and neither was the lanky waiter. I had forgotten that I had swore never to darken that café’s doorstep because Dr. Doyle had taken me their when they first opened and they were really rude to us. Sitting a few seats over from us was Scientology actress Kirstie Alley, looking very young and cute. Rudy Bleu works for the gay production company World of Wonder, but I first met him at my weekly punk rock beer bust Club Sucker when he was a queer punk teen in the 1990s. Now he is 32 years old and is looking quite handsome with his manly beard and hot sensitive top mannerisms. Rudy is one of my young protégé’s who started doing his own zine called Scutter and created a punk music festival that became a huge Echo Park sensation and curating experimental music for the Cooper’s Donut concern. All hail juicy Rudy Bleu!!!
Last night I had a late night din din with Cory Marie Podielski , one of my top Bricktops at the Parlour Girls. Cory is one busy lady working as a top graphic designer,illustrator, textile designer and muralist. She designed my beautiful business cards and stationary. She also is a tribal fusion bellydancer and fire eater and square dance caller leading the square dance revolution that is sweeping the universe. Cory Marie took me to The Kitchen Café on the corner where Fountain turns into Hyperion right next door to Akbar. The Kitchen has great food, and I missed their southern Fried Chicken, garlic mash potatoes and cornbread. When we were entering the restaurant around midnight sizzling Australian actor Ryan Kwanten of the Vampire cable TV series True Blood was exiting. I never recognize shtars but this kid has an ass to build a dream on.
After eating Cory Marie drove me to Lincoln Heights to show me some new happening hotspots in this area that is becoming quite popular as the new LA “It” neighborhood, and she also gave me a tour of her lovely Mt. Washington hillside home. I love me my homegirl Cory Marie!!!!
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Friday I went to Hollywood proper and visited the great Diz McNally at her Cahuenga newstand day job at World Book & News which is California’s largest 24 hour newsstand. Miss Diz is an LA treasure who I have known since the 1980s when she worked at the Radion Café in West LA, and later when it moved to Franklin Avenue. Diz is known as one of the most fired waitresses in Los Angeles. Like me Miss Diz is a true individual and iconoclast. There is nobody like her, and she looks just as young and tight bodied as when we first met. She is completely an ageless beauty woman, with the very best and most positive outlook on life. Diz is someone who is such and LA fixture that makes the city so unique and special, and I have really missed her warmth and generosity. I also stopped at the Cuban Juice Bar that use to be on Vine Street that had to move to Hollywood Blvd and Ivar when they started constructing the ghastly new W Hotel.
The elderly owner remembered me and we chittle chatted for a bit. I ordered their intoxicating banana/orange/strawberry/honey/bee pollen smoothie and a Turkey Avocado sandwich. Walked past legendary lesbian film director Dorothy Arzner’s star on the Walk of Fame. Ms. Arzner was one of my film teacher’s at UCLA in the 1970s when I went to school there as part of the MGM(Mentally Gifted Minor’s) Program in the early 1970s.
I met with a young admire who shall remain nameless as he is a young strapping Hollywood male ingénue in talking pictures of the moment. Our relationship is purely platonic as he is just curious about performance artists and drag in particular. He took me to a flick at the tired Arc Light Cinema House in back of the Cinerama Dome. He wanted to see the Wall Street sequel with Michael Douglas but I convinced him to take me to the new Woody Allen comedy, You Will Meet a Tall and Handsome Stranger starring Gemma Jones who was the star of my favorite Masterpiece Theatre series The Duchess of Duke Street. She was the best thing in the flicker which also stars Anthony Hopkins, Antonio Banderas and Josh Brolin who is so ugly now. His father James Brolin, who is married to Barbara Streisand and use to star on TV in Marcus Welby MD looks better then his son. I remember when Josh Brolin was young and hot in the late 80s and was the star of an indie film that was written by and starring punk rock princess Pleasant Gehman and her rockabilly band The Screamin’ Sirens called The Running Kind.
My date pointed out a hot gay couple sitting a few aisles from us during this matinee screening and told me that the two men were also actors. The cuter of the pair is named Liam Hemsworth and his partner is Ben Hollingsworth. Being that I live in Germany and I’m not up on current pop culture personalities, other then being attractive they registered as complete zeros in my personality book.
My poor date had to shell out $13.00 each for our tickets. What a rip off the Arc Light is.
Saw a poster for the upcoming Cher/Christina Aguilera movie Burlesque. Steve Antin is directing this picture. Steve use to be an actor in teen flicks in the 1980s and has a hustler white quality to him. When I knew him he also had some killer speed freak abs. He went out with this boy beauty of the era named Jon Harp who was beyond gorgeous but not so nice in that catty way that attractive gay boys can be.
My date also drove me to Robertson Blvd which is now a super celebrity enclave. He went into this trendy clothing store and I left him there to walked up the street, and saw that Ed’s Coffee Shop is still there. This has to be the tiniest café in the world. It keeps odd hours and is usually only open from 7am-3pm and 7-1 on Saturdays. I didn’t recognize Robertson from Beverly Blvd to Melrose. I noticed that Yamashiros, the upscale hair salon for Japanese American celebrities and trendies went out of business. In the 70s and 80s these streets off of Robertson were major cruising areas and a sexual paradise for gay men having public sex behind every buildings nook & cranny and in the backyards of homes along Ashcroft Avenue. The famed bathhouse 8709 located within the Cedar Sinai Medical Complex and owned by UC Regent Sheldon Anderson was also near by. Ah those were the days.
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Thursday Art Historian Robert Summer’s took me to UCLA’s New Wight Gallery Biennial where one of my most talented NYU students Jo-ey Tang had an installation. The group show featured an international array of young artists under the name Another Romance, expertly curated by Laeh Glenn, Alexander Kantarovsky and Rebecca Kolsrud. Jo-ey’s precariously placed art objects were definitely the exhibits highlight. Mr. Summers and I were taking pictures of Jo-ey’s art when a young handsome man approached us and asked what we were doing. Robert brilliantly explained the appeal of the artists very feminine and sensitive work, and the humpy man was transfixed. Someone later told me that the hunky fella was Benjamin Millepied a ballet dancer and actor in the new Darren Aronofsky film Black Swan starring Natalie Portman. Mr. Millepied was with Dave Franco the younger brother of showboating actor James Franco.
Before Robert Summers and I went to UCLA we stopped by Book Soup on the Sunset Strip. I was happy to see that the store hasn’t changed a bit. I heard a rumour that the owner of the store recently died so their future is up in the air. There were some lovely bookish girls working behind the counter and a cute gangly punk boy who I would love to have sit on my face. I was even recognized by some kid named Hunter Parrish who asked for my autograph making me feel like a celebrity.
Later in the evening Robert and I scarfed down some In&Out Burgers---yum.
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Thursday morning Dr. Doyle took me for a lovely breakfast at Casbah Café in the Junction. It was very tranquil eating there and we had a nice time catching up on every little lady thing.
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My wonderful webmaster Larry Bob Roberts who has a new book on Manic D. Press coming out soon called The International Homosexual Conspiracy
http://www.indiebound.org/book/9781933149424
http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/97882786
Forwarded this lovely comment from a fan who reads this very blog. I have copied it for your enjoyment.
My name is Rosenda Elizabeth Moore, I am a bookkeeper working at MOCA for the past 19 years, and I grew up here in Los Angeles, over near La Brea/Adams and later in Culver City.
I just recently discovered your blog, Ms Davis, and I wanted to say I really truly enjoy reading it lately.
You mention your fascinating adventures and experiences, but even more importantly than that, I really like reading about the people you are close to and have worked with.
It's a blast From the past for me, because many of these people and places you mention I dearly and fondly remember either seeing perform or have spent really great times enjoying myself. Such as Glenn Meadmore, I enjoyed seeing him almost 20 years ago at a New Year’s Eve show that was downtown at the old Myron’s Ballroom. The event was hosted by The Apartment, which was a house music club I enjoyed dancing at for years with friends, it was usually at the Stardust Ballroom on Saturdays and then there was a Thursday night evening at Palette also. Anyway, the New Year’s Eve event entertainment was Mr Meadmore, before that was Thelma Houston and the great Dead Marilyn (I can’t remember that performer’s real name, I think his last name was James).
Years after I began working at MOCA, I was delighted to see one of Glenn’s artworks, a wall full of Polaroids that he took of himself and friends, as part of one of our art exhibitions.
And I really loved to read about your adventures with Ron Athey. He’s such a great performer, I also saw him and his group at the time perform years ago at LACE when it was still in Downtown LA in that factory area just past Alameda. It was a phenomenal show, my friend Hector and I got there late from Silverlake (where I lived for about 6 years), so the only spot to sit was up front on the floor, right next to the wooden stick pyramid thing that Pigpen was sitting inside looking serene with her lips sewn shut. I also remember Divinity Fudge was part of the show, and before he went on, there was this fascinating and scary scene I just loved where the couple were dressed up as nurse and patient. Very sexy and bloody (well by implication cause I never saw any.) A couple of days later at the office at MOCA I ran into a couple of coworkers, the box office mgr and the retail mgr at the time, and they both asked me “weren’t you scared sitting up front so close to the performers onstage? I would have been! You’re brave!” Which I thought was ridiculous a couple of kinda bitter queen friends telling me this. Me and my friend Hector just looooved that Ron Athey group performance, it was wonderful.
We also remember you very very fondly. There was a club you organized on the corner of Santa Monica and Virgil, I forgot the name, but the night I was there, the featured bands were Goth Brooks (I don’t think they showed up and I was bummed about that), Mongoloid (Devo cover band, great!) and Nudist Priest: they were SO good. And it didn’t hurt that they all wore only codpieces and boots. Funny enough, that night I also ran into several MOCA coworkers too, most were from our exhibition production department. That was so much fun, but I think they were all shocked to see me and my friend Janelle there: I guess they didn’t think the finance dept employees should be having so much fun in Silverlake.
I’m sure I could go on and on singing your praises, but I admire so much your great career and I especially was fascinated and interested in your work on Bricktops and the various bands you were in. I actually looked up the story about the original Bricktop and boy, did she have a great life with the clubs. I really enjoyed reading about how she got started and all that. If it wasn’t for you, I’d never have known about her too.
I’d love to meet you someday, and here’s to that dream coming true. Right ON for you having such a good time out here in Los Angeles meeting up with your old friends and colleagues, going down Memory Lane. I do hope someday I make it to Europe to see you perform. I have many things yet to accomplish and explore in my life and I plan to do so.
If you’re ever at MOCA, ask for me and I’ll come down and say hi, Ms. Davis.
Rosenda E. Moore
Breathe In The Love, Breathe Out The Jive.
Up early Saturday morn, went down to the Sunset Junction Farmer’s Market. Ate a delicious scone and drank the best cappacino ever from this new coffee house situated on Hoover near the old One Way leather bar called Cafecito Organico. Cute kids working their stand in the market. The weather has heated up. Los Ang summer was unseasonably cool. Now that its Autumn the city is scorching with fierce summer like temps that are going to hover around 95 degrees farenheit for the next week. Yuk! I guess I should be thankful for the sun and warmth as its freezing back home in Berlin. So weird saying that Berlin is now home. I am having a mondo wondo time in LA, but I know now that I could never live here or in the US ever again.
Dr. Jennifer Doyle aka: Pirate Jenny of Montepelier is both a knockout UC Riverside scholar and crack DJane with my Club Brickstops at the Parlour Club. She just came back to Silverlake from her summer writing retreat in the south of France, and we’ve been having a lovely girlish slumber party existence. Her Day of the Locust court style apartment is extremely charming, and I’ve really enjoyed hearing all her wonderous tales of her fab and exciting life. In fact Dr. Doyle’s Soccer blog, From A Left Wing: The Cultural Politics of Soccer is enjoying enormous popularity. The right on Maud Dr. Doyle makes righteous commentary on topics ignored by the mainstream sports media concerning feminism, arts & culture filtered through international women’s football. She has been asked to be on NPR and talk about the three S’s namely: Soccer, S’art-re History and Sex, the divine combo that seems to fuel her electric eclectic prose that sizzles and pops in ways unlike no one else in the Academy or all of Christendom. Not only has Dr. Doyle been writing for Frieze Magazine but also The New York Times and the UK’s The Guardian newspaper. I was so envious hearing about her travels to Southern Goa, in India to attend the Indian National Soccer Team training as part of her research for an upcoming book and curatorial art project. Not only that but she has become very close friends on and off the pitch with some of the most muscular, major Ms. Gorgeous young Indian soccer stars like the dashing Subhasish Roychowdhury, lovesexy Steven Benedic Diaz and hungthrobster Subrata Paul. If that isn’t enough Dr. Doyle is making me cream in my big white Nina Blanchard panties over the fact she will be traveling to South Afrika and Brazil with this new incredible project of hers. All the world seems to be suddenly wrapped up in the house of Dr. Jennifer Doyle. And my dear’s that is the way it should be.
Rudy Bleu one of my LA children and his hot ginger haired Texas lover Andrew Watley took me to breaky at Dusty’s Café in Silverlake on Sunset & Larissa. The blondine hostess who sat us wasn’t featuring the Doll, and neither was the lanky waiter. I had forgotten that I had swore never to darken that café’s doorstep because Dr. Doyle had taken me their when they first opened and they were really rude to us. Sitting a few seats over from us was Scientology actress Kirstie Alley, looking very young and cute. Rudy Bleu works for the gay production company World of Wonder, but I first met him at my weekly punk rock beer bust Club Sucker when he was a queer punk teen in the 1990s. Now he is 32 years old and is looking quite handsome with his manly beard and hot sensitive top mannerisms. Rudy is one of my young protégé’s who started doing his own zine called Scutter and created a punk music festival that became a huge Echo Park sensation and curating experimental music for the Cooper’s Donut concern. All hail juicy Rudy Bleu!!!
Last night I had a late night din din with Cory Marie Podielski , one of my top Bricktops at the Parlour Girls. Cory is one busy lady working as a top graphic designer,illustrator, textile designer and muralist. She designed my beautiful business cards and stationary. She also is a tribal fusion bellydancer and fire eater and square dance caller leading the square dance revolution that is sweeping the universe. Cory Marie took me to The Kitchen Café on the corner where Fountain turns into Hyperion right next door to Akbar. The Kitchen has great food, and I missed their southern Fried Chicken, garlic mash potatoes and cornbread. When we were entering the restaurant around midnight sizzling Australian actor Ryan Kwanten of the Vampire cable TV series True Blood was exiting. I never recognize shtars but this kid has an ass to build a dream on.
After eating Cory Marie drove me to Lincoln Heights to show me some new happening hotspots in this area that is becoming quite popular as the new LA “It” neighborhood, and she also gave me a tour of her lovely Mt. Washington hillside home. I love me my homegirl Cory Marie!!!!
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Friday I went to Hollywood proper and visited the great Diz McNally at her Cahuenga newstand day job at World Book & News which is California’s largest 24 hour newsstand. Miss Diz is an LA treasure who I have known since the 1980s when she worked at the Radion Café in West LA, and later when it moved to Franklin Avenue. Diz is known as one of the most fired waitresses in Los Angeles. Like me Miss Diz is a true individual and iconoclast. There is nobody like her, and she looks just as young and tight bodied as when we first met. She is completely an ageless beauty woman, with the very best and most positive outlook on life. Diz is someone who is such and LA fixture that makes the city so unique and special, and I have really missed her warmth and generosity. I also stopped at the Cuban Juice Bar that use to be on Vine Street that had to move to Hollywood Blvd and Ivar when they started constructing the ghastly new W Hotel.
The elderly owner remembered me and we chittle chatted for a bit. I ordered their intoxicating banana/orange/strawberry/honey/bee pollen smoothie and a Turkey Avocado sandwich. Walked past legendary lesbian film director Dorothy Arzner’s star on the Walk of Fame. Ms. Arzner was one of my film teacher’s at UCLA in the 1970s when I went to school there as part of the MGM(Mentally Gifted Minor’s) Program in the early 1970s.
I met with a young admire who shall remain nameless as he is a young strapping Hollywood male ingénue in talking pictures of the moment. Our relationship is purely platonic as he is just curious about performance artists and drag in particular. He took me to a flick at the tired Arc Light Cinema House in back of the Cinerama Dome. He wanted to see the Wall Street sequel with Michael Douglas but I convinced him to take me to the new Woody Allen comedy, You Will Meet a Tall and Handsome Stranger starring Gemma Jones who was the star of my favorite Masterpiece Theatre series The Duchess of Duke Street. She was the best thing in the flicker which also stars Anthony Hopkins, Antonio Banderas and Josh Brolin who is so ugly now. His father James Brolin, who is married to Barbara Streisand and use to star on TV in Marcus Welby MD looks better then his son. I remember when Josh Brolin was young and hot in the late 80s and was the star of an indie film that was written by and starring punk rock princess Pleasant Gehman and her rockabilly band The Screamin’ Sirens called The Running Kind.
My date pointed out a hot gay couple sitting a few aisles from us during this matinee screening and told me that the two men were also actors. The cuter of the pair is named Liam Hemsworth and his partner is Ben Hollingsworth. Being that I live in Germany and I’m not up on current pop culture personalities, other then being attractive they registered as complete zeros in my personality book.
My poor date had to shell out $13.00 each for our tickets. What a rip off the Arc Light is.
Saw a poster for the upcoming Cher/Christina Aguilera movie Burlesque. Steve Antin is directing this picture. Steve use to be an actor in teen flicks in the 1980s and has a hustler white quality to him. When I knew him he also had some killer speed freak abs. He went out with this boy beauty of the era named Jon Harp who was beyond gorgeous but not so nice in that catty way that attractive gay boys can be.
My date also drove me to Robertson Blvd which is now a super celebrity enclave. He went into this trendy clothing store and I left him there to walked up the street, and saw that Ed’s Coffee Shop is still there. This has to be the tiniest café in the world. It keeps odd hours and is usually only open from 7am-3pm and 7-1 on Saturdays. I didn’t recognize Robertson from Beverly Blvd to Melrose. I noticed that Yamashiros, the upscale hair salon for Japanese American celebrities and trendies went out of business. In the 70s and 80s these streets off of Robertson were major cruising areas and a sexual paradise for gay men having public sex behind every buildings nook & cranny and in the backyards of homes along Ashcroft Avenue. The famed bathhouse 8709 located within the Cedar Sinai Medical Complex and owned by UC Regent Sheldon Anderson was also near by. Ah those were the days.
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Thursday Art Historian Robert Summer’s took me to UCLA’s New Wight Gallery Biennial where one of my most talented NYU students Jo-ey Tang had an installation. The group show featured an international array of young artists under the name Another Romance, expertly curated by Laeh Glenn, Alexander Kantarovsky and Rebecca Kolsrud. Jo-ey’s precariously placed art objects were definitely the exhibits highlight. Mr. Summers and I were taking pictures of Jo-ey’s art when a young handsome man approached us and asked what we were doing. Robert brilliantly explained the appeal of the artists very feminine and sensitive work, and the humpy man was transfixed. Someone later told me that the hunky fella was Benjamin Millepied a ballet dancer and actor in the new Darren Aronofsky film Black Swan starring Natalie Portman. Mr. Millepied was with Dave Franco the younger brother of showboating actor James Franco.
Before Robert Summers and I went to UCLA we stopped by Book Soup on the Sunset Strip. I was happy to see that the store hasn’t changed a bit. I heard a rumour that the owner of the store recently died so their future is up in the air. There were some lovely bookish girls working behind the counter and a cute gangly punk boy who I would love to have sit on my face. I was even recognized by some kid named Hunter Parrish who asked for my autograph making me feel like a celebrity.
Later in the evening Robert and I scarfed down some In&Out Burgers---yum.
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Thursday morning Dr. Doyle took me for a lovely breakfast at Casbah Café in the Junction. It was very tranquil eating there and we had a nice time catching up on every little lady thing.
*
My wonderful webmaster Larry Bob Roberts who has a new book on Manic D. Press coming out soon called The International Homosexual Conspiracy
http://www.indiebound.org/book/9781933149424
http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/97882786
Forwarded this lovely comment from a fan who reads this very blog. I have copied it for your enjoyment.
My name is Rosenda Elizabeth Moore, I am a bookkeeper working at MOCA for the past 19 years, and I grew up here in Los Angeles, over near La Brea/Adams and later in Culver City.
I just recently discovered your blog, Ms Davis, and I wanted to say I really truly enjoy reading it lately.
You mention your fascinating adventures and experiences, but even more importantly than that, I really like reading about the people you are close to and have worked with.
It's a blast From the past for me, because many of these people and places you mention I dearly and fondly remember either seeing perform or have spent really great times enjoying myself. Such as Glenn Meadmore, I enjoyed seeing him almost 20 years ago at a New Year’s Eve show that was downtown at the old Myron’s Ballroom. The event was hosted by The Apartment, which was a house music club I enjoyed dancing at for years with friends, it was usually at the Stardust Ballroom on Saturdays and then there was a Thursday night evening at Palette also. Anyway, the New Year’s Eve event entertainment was Mr Meadmore, before that was Thelma Houston and the great Dead Marilyn (I can’t remember that performer’s real name, I think his last name was James).
Years after I began working at MOCA, I was delighted to see one of Glenn’s artworks, a wall full of Polaroids that he took of himself and friends, as part of one of our art exhibitions.
And I really loved to read about your adventures with Ron Athey. He’s such a great performer, I also saw him and his group at the time perform years ago at LACE when it was still in Downtown LA in that factory area just past Alameda. It was a phenomenal show, my friend Hector and I got there late from Silverlake (where I lived for about 6 years), so the only spot to sit was up front on the floor, right next to the wooden stick pyramid thing that Pigpen was sitting inside looking serene with her lips sewn shut. I also remember Divinity Fudge was part of the show, and before he went on, there was this fascinating and scary scene I just loved where the couple were dressed up as nurse and patient. Very sexy and bloody (well by implication cause I never saw any.) A couple of days later at the office at MOCA I ran into a couple of coworkers, the box office mgr and the retail mgr at the time, and they both asked me “weren’t you scared sitting up front so close to the performers onstage? I would have been! You’re brave!” Which I thought was ridiculous a couple of kinda bitter queen friends telling me this. Me and my friend Hector just looooved that Ron Athey group performance, it was wonderful.
We also remember you very very fondly. There was a club you organized on the corner of Santa Monica and Virgil, I forgot the name, but the night I was there, the featured bands were Goth Brooks (I don’t think they showed up and I was bummed about that), Mongoloid (Devo cover band, great!) and Nudist Priest: they were SO good. And it didn’t hurt that they all wore only codpieces and boots. Funny enough, that night I also ran into several MOCA coworkers too, most were from our exhibition production department. That was so much fun, but I think they were all shocked to see me and my friend Janelle there: I guess they didn’t think the finance dept employees should be having so much fun in Silverlake.
I’m sure I could go on and on singing your praises, but I admire so much your great career and I especially was fascinated and interested in your work on Bricktops and the various bands you were in. I actually looked up the story about the original Bricktop and boy, did she have a great life with the clubs. I really enjoyed reading about how she got started and all that. If it wasn’t for you, I’d never have known about her too.
I’d love to meet you someday, and here’s to that dream coming true. Right ON for you having such a good time out here in Los Angeles meeting up with your old friends and colleagues, going down Memory Lane. I do hope someday I make it to Europe to see you perform. I have many things yet to accomplish and explore in my life and I plan to do so.
If you’re ever at MOCA, ask for me and I’ll come down and say hi, Ms. Davis.
Rosenda E. Moore
Breathe In The Love, Breathe Out The Jive.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
YOU ARE SO KATE MIDDLETON
Art Historian Robert Summers came and picked up the Doll to continue our Los Ang Memory Lane tour. I showed him my old Finley Arms Flat in Los Feliz Village where I use to be neighbors with a teenage Leo DiCaprio before he was a shtar, and we also glanced at the apartment of writer Dennis Cooper which sits across the street from a Catholic school which was one of the locations where G.B.Jones’ The Lollipop Generation was filmed in the early 1990s. Now Dennis Cooper lives in Paris.
It was great going by La Mirada Avenue in Hollywood proper to take pics of my old Karnak Apartment Building. This is where I lived in the mid 1980s during the heydey of The Afro Sisters. The buildings façade is an Egyptian pylon. My Afro Sister “Pop That Cherry” Jefferson lived on the third floor of this building and I lived on the second floor. The bands The Nymphs, The Fiends, Lions & Ghosts and The Lazy Cowgirls were just a few of the many musicians that inhabited this fun party pad. We also went driving down Selma Avenue, the infamous ave of male prostitution before things moved further south to Santa Monica Blvd. We took pics of the famous First Baptist Church on Selma & Las Palmas where John Rechy use to hustle in front of back in the day, and also the hustler bar the Spotlight Pub.
On the far west section of Sunset we took a peek at the La Villa Rosa Apt where my Hag Gallery was situated. Drew Barrymore’s father John Drew Barrymore was my next door neighbor and he died at that apartment in a drug and alcohol deluze adaise. We had luncheon at In&Out Burger, which was divine. We got our meal to go and ate at this cute little park off of Fountain and Highland that use to be a big drug market and now is gentrified with a giant metal fence surrounding it.
Tuesday night Jeffreyland Hilbert of Kustom Creative Ad Agency made me a fab dinner at his new house in Echo Park on LeMoyne Avenue near the famed family residence of the Carbajals of Echo Park. Lonny Carbajal use to be one of Diana Ross’ best back-up dancers in the late 1970s.
I really love Jeffrey Hilberts new home. The house was built in 1908 and is utterly adorable. He has furnished it very simply and in great taste which is typical of Jeffrey in that he is incredibly brilliant, and is one of the most generous loving people I have had the pleasure of knowing and working with for years. In the early 1990s when I would perform at his club Trade I made some of the best money ever from working in the club scene. Most club promoters are stingy as hell, but not Jeffreyland. When he did clubs like Hai Karate, Hard and Sit & Spin he always paid me top dollar$ and kept me well fed by treating me to daily meals.
Monday I spent the day with Jan Klesse of the Glen Meadmore Kuntry Band. Jan is in Los Angeles for one month living with Glen Meadmore at his compound on Olive Street in Downtown LA. Jan is also in my new music/art project Tenderloin with Joel Gibb of the Hidden Cameras, Felix Knoke of Der Spiegel Online and this cute German kid that is in the indie band Ja Panik. Jan & I had breakfast at my old haunt The Pantry on Figueroa at 9th Street, we also did tea at The Biltmore Hotel and got a snack at the Grand Central Market. Then we met up with Hector Martinez and hung out with him at his Afleck Insurance office at the Library Tower the tallest building in the city, that has excellent views. Later Hector treated us to beers and snacks at Dublin’s Sports Bar at the 7th Street Metro Station Building.
One of my talented NYU students Jo-ey Tang is involved in a group exhibition at UCLA see info below:
The UCLA school of Arts and Architecture presents
Another Romance,
the 2010 New Wight Biennial Exhibition.
Opening Reception
September 23, 2010
5:00-8:00 pm
UCLA New Wight Gallery
1100 Broad Art Center
240 Charles E. Young Drive
Los Angeles, CA 90095
Including work by:
Giorgio Andreotta Calò
Jamie Chan
Tyler Coburn
Fiona Connor
Stephen Decker
Rebecca Digne
Lena Henke
Caitlin Keogh
Caitlin Keogh & Graham Anderson
Axel Linderholm
Alisa Margolis
Melodie Mousset
John Seal
Julia Tcharfas & Tim Ivison
Jo-ey Tang
Siobhan Tattan
Organized by Laeh Glenn, Rebecca Kolsrud and Sanya Kantarovsky
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Without opposing any rational methodologies, our intention was to bring together a group of artists who produce work with a Romantic raison d’être: to suspend temporality, to transcend language, and to embrace the possibility for the sublime in a contemporary territory often marked by looping self-reflexivity and irony.
The work in this exhibition, which encompasses a wide range of approaches and media, is unified by a desire to translate authentic experience through affect and artistry. Rather than focusing on discrete gestures that rely on immediate art-historical or cultural context, the artists in “Another Romance” uncover a renewed interest in the universal.
Another Romance brings together the work of seventeen artists from Belgium, France, Ireland, Britain, Germany, Sweden, the Netherlands and the US, many of whom have never previously exhibited in Los Angeles. In effect, the gallery space comes to serve as a site for a trans-national convergence of ambitious works, ideas and conversations, offering new potential for the authentic, the affective, the beautiful and, for lack of a better word, the Romantic.
Gallery Hours:
Monday–Friday
9:00am–4:30pm
Art Historian Robert Summers came and picked up the Doll to continue our Los Ang Memory Lane tour. I showed him my old Finley Arms Flat in Los Feliz Village where I use to be neighbors with a teenage Leo DiCaprio before he was a shtar, and we also glanced at the apartment of writer Dennis Cooper which sits across the street from a Catholic school which was one of the locations where G.B.Jones’ The Lollipop Generation was filmed in the early 1990s. Now Dennis Cooper lives in Paris.
It was great going by La Mirada Avenue in Hollywood proper to take pics of my old Karnak Apartment Building. This is where I lived in the mid 1980s during the heydey of The Afro Sisters. The buildings façade is an Egyptian pylon. My Afro Sister “Pop That Cherry” Jefferson lived on the third floor of this building and I lived on the second floor. The bands The Nymphs, The Fiends, Lions & Ghosts and The Lazy Cowgirls were just a few of the many musicians that inhabited this fun party pad. We also went driving down Selma Avenue, the infamous ave of male prostitution before things moved further south to Santa Monica Blvd. We took pics of the famous First Baptist Church on Selma & Las Palmas where John Rechy use to hustle in front of back in the day, and also the hustler bar the Spotlight Pub.
On the far west section of Sunset we took a peek at the La Villa Rosa Apt where my Hag Gallery was situated. Drew Barrymore’s father John Drew Barrymore was my next door neighbor and he died at that apartment in a drug and alcohol deluze adaise. We had luncheon at In&Out Burger, which was divine. We got our meal to go and ate at this cute little park off of Fountain and Highland that use to be a big drug market and now is gentrified with a giant metal fence surrounding it.
Tuesday night Jeffreyland Hilbert of Kustom Creative Ad Agency made me a fab dinner at his new house in Echo Park on LeMoyne Avenue near the famed family residence of the Carbajals of Echo Park. Lonny Carbajal use to be one of Diana Ross’ best back-up dancers in the late 1970s.
I really love Jeffrey Hilberts new home. The house was built in 1908 and is utterly adorable. He has furnished it very simply and in great taste which is typical of Jeffrey in that he is incredibly brilliant, and is one of the most generous loving people I have had the pleasure of knowing and working with for years. In the early 1990s when I would perform at his club Trade I made some of the best money ever from working in the club scene. Most club promoters are stingy as hell, but not Jeffreyland. When he did clubs like Hai Karate, Hard and Sit & Spin he always paid me top dollar$ and kept me well fed by treating me to daily meals.
Monday I spent the day with Jan Klesse of the Glen Meadmore Kuntry Band. Jan is in Los Angeles for one month living with Glen Meadmore at his compound on Olive Street in Downtown LA. Jan is also in my new music/art project Tenderloin with Joel Gibb of the Hidden Cameras, Felix Knoke of Der Spiegel Online and this cute German kid that is in the indie band Ja Panik. Jan & I had breakfast at my old haunt The Pantry on Figueroa at 9th Street, we also did tea at The Biltmore Hotel and got a snack at the Grand Central Market. Then we met up with Hector Martinez and hung out with him at his Afleck Insurance office at the Library Tower the tallest building in the city, that has excellent views. Later Hector treated us to beers and snacks at Dublin’s Sports Bar at the 7th Street Metro Station Building.
One of my talented NYU students Jo-ey Tang is involved in a group exhibition at UCLA see info below:
The UCLA school of Arts and Architecture presents
Another Romance,
the 2010 New Wight Biennial Exhibition.
Opening Reception
September 23, 2010
5:00-8:00 pm
UCLA New Wight Gallery
1100 Broad Art Center
240 Charles E. Young Drive
Los Angeles, CA 90095
Including work by:
Giorgio Andreotta Calò
Jamie Chan
Tyler Coburn
Fiona Connor
Stephen Decker
Rebecca Digne
Lena Henke
Caitlin Keogh
Caitlin Keogh & Graham Anderson
Axel Linderholm
Alisa Margolis
Melodie Mousset
John Seal
Julia Tcharfas & Tim Ivison
Jo-ey Tang
Siobhan Tattan
Organized by Laeh Glenn, Rebecca Kolsrud and Sanya Kantarovsky
*
Without opposing any rational methodologies, our intention was to bring together a group of artists who produce work with a Romantic raison d’être: to suspend temporality, to transcend language, and to embrace the possibility for the sublime in a contemporary territory often marked by looping self-reflexivity and irony.
The work in this exhibition, which encompasses a wide range of approaches and media, is unified by a desire to translate authentic experience through affect and artistry. Rather than focusing on discrete gestures that rely on immediate art-historical or cultural context, the artists in “Another Romance” uncover a renewed interest in the universal.
Another Romance brings together the work of seventeen artists from Belgium, France, Ireland, Britain, Germany, Sweden, the Netherlands and the US, many of whom have never previously exhibited in Los Angeles. In effect, the gallery space comes to serve as a site for a trans-national convergence of ambitious works, ideas and conversations, offering new potential for the authentic, the affective, the beautiful and, for lack of a better word, the Romantic.
Gallery Hours:
Monday–Friday
9:00am–4:30pm
Monday, September 20, 2010
FORNICATING WITH ASHTON KUCHAR
Spent a wonderous afternoon with lovesexy Jeffrey Hilbert and Frank Rodriguez my former Club Sucker partner at their hot advertising agency Kustom Creative on Santa Monica Blvd at the Junction in Silverlake. Jeffrey& Frank use to work in marketing at Sony/Columbia Pictures, but started their own firm which has taken off in an explosive way creating a new, younger industry standard in creative, edgy marketing and promotions. These hot boys head a really exciting and invigorating office environment, with a host of juicy employees in a very stimulating work environment that brims with whimsy and talent. I got the chance to preview a trailor they designed for this documentary on the fashion world called Picture Me, directed by the model Sarah Ziff, who started her career when she was a teenager. The film opened in New York at the end of fashion week and is getting quite a buzz because of the Kustom Creative trailor. Kustom Creative has also designed the marketing for a new film called the Virgin Hit, which they describe as the Blair Witch Project of teen sex comedies. I’ve fallen in love with the humpy dork star of the movie who reminds me of a combination Steve Guttenberg when he was a male ingénue in the film The Chicken Chronicles and Jason Biggs in the first American Pie film.The movie is produced by actor/comedian Will Farrell, but the Kustom Creative advertising campaign consists of a new mode of viral marketing that is just pure genius. Kustom Creative has also designed the bottle and label for a new Napa Valley Winery called Thea’, so they don’t just work in the bubble of the entertainment industry.
Frank & Jeffrey are super attractive and hunky. Frank has a dark and swarthy Spanish background, and Jeffrey who is originally from Idaho is the ginger beauty of all ginger beauties. Jeffrey just turned 30, so send him lots of presents.
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The other day the artist Douglas Gordon who is an old friend of mine, who many years ago showed his work at my Hag Gallery-small, contemporary, haggard on Sunset Blvd. Doug treated me to a wonderful luncheon at this great Cuban restaurant in Silverlake. We had a lovely time catching up on things with gossip, gossip and more gossip about the tired art world. Doug made me swear to not repeat in this blog the gossip he told me, so I will respect that and not tell you, but believe me I wish I hadn’t made that promise.
*
Saturday morn young scholar Robert Summers took me to breakfast at my favorite greasy spoon Astro Family Restaurant in the Edendale section of Silverlake. All the staff members remembered me, and showered the Doll with love and affection. Robert Summers teaches at Otis School of Design, but has written his Phd dissertation on old Vagimule Davis Jr. I adore Robert he is extremely bright. Robert gave a couple of performative lecturinas at Bricktops that have become legendary. After breakfast I had Robert drive me to my old neighborhood and showed him my elementary, middle and high school, so he could get a flavour of where I came from and what it was like growing up as a poor ghetto kid and not a product of white middleclassism. It really opened his eyes. We will get together again and go down Vaginal Davis’s Los Ang memory lane.
*
I love Feb/December relationships so I am thrilled that designer Calvin Klein at 67 years of age has found true love and romance with a sultry blondine spokesmodel named Nick Gruber, who hails from somewhere in Florida the male concubine capital of the US of A. I don’t know Mr. Gruber personally but my sources tell me he is an enchanting lad of 20 years in age. Before courting Mr. Klein he was involved in a longterm relationship with an even older, stately gentleman in his early 80s who owns a gay bathhouse chain that includes LA’s infamous Flex Compound. Isn’t it great that there are still young muscular boys out there who aren’t ageist or sexist, and see a person for their inner beauty and strength of conviction.
In photos I have seen of the happy couple, Mr Klein has never looked better or more content. A far cry from when he caused a minor scandal during a basketball game where in a dazed and confused state he ambeled onto the court grabbing at the mighty genitalia of some black jubas jubilee players.
I support granny bopping in all its many facets.
*
Sunday morning Michele “Meesh” Mills took me to breakfast at Cha Cha Cha’s on Melrose and Virgil. We had the place all to ourselves for hours. I remember when Cha Cha Cha use to be one of LA’s most trendiest eateries. I am sick of trendy places, so was happy that it was quiet and not filled with icky industry types. The food is still great with excellent service. The late Mario Tamayo would be proud!
Michele has become one of the top producers in the reality TV genre getting her start with Tyra Banks’ America’s Top Model. She has also worked on the Rupaul Drag University show for World of Wonder productions and is now shaping a series about a tough love matchmaker for millionaires. Meesh and I go way back to the days when we use to see each other at the old dive bar My House on the Cahuenga Corridor. My House had a postage stamp size disco dance floor that lit up just like the movie Saturday Night Fever with DJ Kenny Rox. Meesh has styled my wigs, and done make-up and costuming for my performances for many years and also helped edit and star in films that I directed. She is one multi-talented diva who I love and adore.
Later in the evening I was taken to dinner to Café Stella by one of my oldest friends from elementary school Marlou De Luna. I have known her since she came fresh off the boat from the Phillipines in 1971. We also went to Junior High School and UCLA together where she was a sorority girl. At UCLA she met her handsome Jewish husband Hal Moranis. They both are lawyers with Mar Lou working for the State Department of Corporations. They live in an exclusive area of the Montrose Hills.
MarLou and I didnt go to the same high school but always kept in touch. She went to Fairfax High School with Fertile La Toyah Jackson and was in the same graduating class as Flea and Anthony of the Red Hot Chilli Peppers, Tim Hutton, Michele Green from the old TV series LA Law and comedian, TV presenter Byron Allen who went by the name of Byron Foulkes back then. Café Stella is one of my favorite Sunset Junction boites. While dining I ran into some old pals including Sarah Dale who owns the boutique Pull My Daisy and who use to perform at Club Sucker and also Bricktops with Phranc, the Jewish Lesbian Folksinger and her Gertrude Stein project called Phranc n Stein. Ms. Dale is preggers and is about to pop that baby out any minute. She looked so cute and adorable. She also happens to be a neighborhood representative at large for the City of Los Angeles. Very official. Also approaching me at Stella’s was David Gardner a scholar who lives in France who is a good friend of David Pendleton of Harvard Film Archive and Daniel Hendrickson & Marc Siegel of CHEAP kollective. The last person to approach me was Mickey Petralia with a group of friends from the old LA club scene of the mid to late 1980s. Mickey was this cute charmer with a large penis who I had a major crush on. He was part of the group that did clubs like Impala, Power Tools and Enter the Dragon. So great seeing him after so many years. He still has a lean tight body and now works in some capacity with the music industry. I guess I have had an affect on people over the years. Well I am insane, and either people have appreciated that quality or they haven’t.
*
I couldn’t share with you some art world gossip I learned from Douglas Gordon, but I can give you this little tidbit from the political arena. It seems like our dinge President Barach Obama has been bitten by the President Bill Clinton Big Hands bug and has been a bit indiscreet with a Whitehouse extern, the Washington term for intern. I don’t know just how much of a Lewinsky its become, but the yellow press is scrambling to turn it into a major houpla. Oh give the man a break. There hasn’t been a president who didn’t try to get some knookie on the side. It’s a tough job, and so they need the extra release from a groupie or two. So what I say. Michele Obama is a foxy lady so I suggest she find herself a Nick Gruber---Yowza!
Spent a wonderous afternoon with lovesexy Jeffrey Hilbert and Frank Rodriguez my former Club Sucker partner at their hot advertising agency Kustom Creative on Santa Monica Blvd at the Junction in Silverlake. Jeffrey& Frank use to work in marketing at Sony/Columbia Pictures, but started their own firm which has taken off in an explosive way creating a new, younger industry standard in creative, edgy marketing and promotions. These hot boys head a really exciting and invigorating office environment, with a host of juicy employees in a very stimulating work environment that brims with whimsy and talent. I got the chance to preview a trailor they designed for this documentary on the fashion world called Picture Me, directed by the model Sarah Ziff, who started her career when she was a teenager. The film opened in New York at the end of fashion week and is getting quite a buzz because of the Kustom Creative trailor. Kustom Creative has also designed the marketing for a new film called the Virgin Hit, which they describe as the Blair Witch Project of teen sex comedies. I’ve fallen in love with the humpy dork star of the movie who reminds me of a combination Steve Guttenberg when he was a male ingénue in the film The Chicken Chronicles and Jason Biggs in the first American Pie film.The movie is produced by actor/comedian Will Farrell, but the Kustom Creative advertising campaign consists of a new mode of viral marketing that is just pure genius. Kustom Creative has also designed the bottle and label for a new Napa Valley Winery called Thea’, so they don’t just work in the bubble of the entertainment industry.
Frank & Jeffrey are super attractive and hunky. Frank has a dark and swarthy Spanish background, and Jeffrey who is originally from Idaho is the ginger beauty of all ginger beauties. Jeffrey just turned 30, so send him lots of presents.
*
The other day the artist Douglas Gordon who is an old friend of mine, who many years ago showed his work at my Hag Gallery-small, contemporary, haggard on Sunset Blvd. Doug treated me to a wonderful luncheon at this great Cuban restaurant in Silverlake. We had a lovely time catching up on things with gossip, gossip and more gossip about the tired art world. Doug made me swear to not repeat in this blog the gossip he told me, so I will respect that and not tell you, but believe me I wish I hadn’t made that promise.
*
Saturday morn young scholar Robert Summers took me to breakfast at my favorite greasy spoon Astro Family Restaurant in the Edendale section of Silverlake. All the staff members remembered me, and showered the Doll with love and affection. Robert Summers teaches at Otis School of Design, but has written his Phd dissertation on old Vagimule Davis Jr. I adore Robert he is extremely bright. Robert gave a couple of performative lecturinas at Bricktops that have become legendary. After breakfast I had Robert drive me to my old neighborhood and showed him my elementary, middle and high school, so he could get a flavour of where I came from and what it was like growing up as a poor ghetto kid and not a product of white middleclassism. It really opened his eyes. We will get together again and go down Vaginal Davis’s Los Ang memory lane.
*
I love Feb/December relationships so I am thrilled that designer Calvin Klein at 67 years of age has found true love and romance with a sultry blondine spokesmodel named Nick Gruber, who hails from somewhere in Florida the male concubine capital of the US of A. I don’t know Mr. Gruber personally but my sources tell me he is an enchanting lad of 20 years in age. Before courting Mr. Klein he was involved in a longterm relationship with an even older, stately gentleman in his early 80s who owns a gay bathhouse chain that includes LA’s infamous Flex Compound. Isn’t it great that there are still young muscular boys out there who aren’t ageist or sexist, and see a person for their inner beauty and strength of conviction.
In photos I have seen of the happy couple, Mr Klein has never looked better or more content. A far cry from when he caused a minor scandal during a basketball game where in a dazed and confused state he ambeled onto the court grabbing at the mighty genitalia of some black jubas jubilee players.
I support granny bopping in all its many facets.
*
Sunday morning Michele “Meesh” Mills took me to breakfast at Cha Cha Cha’s on Melrose and Virgil. We had the place all to ourselves for hours. I remember when Cha Cha Cha use to be one of LA’s most trendiest eateries. I am sick of trendy places, so was happy that it was quiet and not filled with icky industry types. The food is still great with excellent service. The late Mario Tamayo would be proud!
Michele has become one of the top producers in the reality TV genre getting her start with Tyra Banks’ America’s Top Model. She has also worked on the Rupaul Drag University show for World of Wonder productions and is now shaping a series about a tough love matchmaker for millionaires. Meesh and I go way back to the days when we use to see each other at the old dive bar My House on the Cahuenga Corridor. My House had a postage stamp size disco dance floor that lit up just like the movie Saturday Night Fever with DJ Kenny Rox. Meesh has styled my wigs, and done make-up and costuming for my performances for many years and also helped edit and star in films that I directed. She is one multi-talented diva who I love and adore.
Later in the evening I was taken to dinner to Café Stella by one of my oldest friends from elementary school Marlou De Luna. I have known her since she came fresh off the boat from the Phillipines in 1971. We also went to Junior High School and UCLA together where she was a sorority girl. At UCLA she met her handsome Jewish husband Hal Moranis. They both are lawyers with Mar Lou working for the State Department of Corporations. They live in an exclusive area of the Montrose Hills.
MarLou and I didnt go to the same high school but always kept in touch. She went to Fairfax High School with Fertile La Toyah Jackson and was in the same graduating class as Flea and Anthony of the Red Hot Chilli Peppers, Tim Hutton, Michele Green from the old TV series LA Law and comedian, TV presenter Byron Allen who went by the name of Byron Foulkes back then. Café Stella is one of my favorite Sunset Junction boites. While dining I ran into some old pals including Sarah Dale who owns the boutique Pull My Daisy and who use to perform at Club Sucker and also Bricktops with Phranc, the Jewish Lesbian Folksinger and her Gertrude Stein project called Phranc n Stein. Ms. Dale is preggers and is about to pop that baby out any minute. She looked so cute and adorable. She also happens to be a neighborhood representative at large for the City of Los Angeles. Very official. Also approaching me at Stella’s was David Gardner a scholar who lives in France who is a good friend of David Pendleton of Harvard Film Archive and Daniel Hendrickson & Marc Siegel of CHEAP kollective. The last person to approach me was Mickey Petralia with a group of friends from the old LA club scene of the mid to late 1980s. Mickey was this cute charmer with a large penis who I had a major crush on. He was part of the group that did clubs like Impala, Power Tools and Enter the Dragon. So great seeing him after so many years. He still has a lean tight body and now works in some capacity with the music industry. I guess I have had an affect on people over the years. Well I am insane, and either people have appreciated that quality or they haven’t.
*
I couldn’t share with you some art world gossip I learned from Douglas Gordon, but I can give you this little tidbit from the political arena. It seems like our dinge President Barach Obama has been bitten by the President Bill Clinton Big Hands bug and has been a bit indiscreet with a Whitehouse extern, the Washington term for intern. I don’t know just how much of a Lewinsky its become, but the yellow press is scrambling to turn it into a major houpla. Oh give the man a break. There hasn’t been a president who didn’t try to get some knookie on the side. It’s a tough job, and so they need the extra release from a groupie or two. So what I say. Michele Obama is a foxy lady so I suggest she find herself a Nick Gruber---Yowza!
Friday, September 17, 2010
GROUPIES BLEIBEN NICHT ZUM FRUHSTUCK
Europes handsomest man Ulrich Ziemons took me for a farewell breakfast at Avallon Café in Mehringdamn along with junior film programmer Nadja Talmi. It was raining catalunas and trogladites outside, but the three of us had an enchanting morning whooping it up royally.
The day before I met up with Joel Gibb the babydiaper of the Hidden Cameras and we mixed some new songs with Felix Knoke of Der Spiegel Online who is also in our new art music project Tenderloin. Both Felix and Joel were ragging on the recent Berlin Music Festival that they felt was badly organized. The police even closed the festivities at one point before headliner Fat Boy Slim performed, as there was an overcrowding issue that seemed like it was going to turn into the same disaster that befell the Love Parade a few weeks ago in another town in Germany.
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I was feeling a bit melancholy leaving Berlin for Los Angeles where I will give a performative lecture at a UCLA art conference at Royce Hall room 314 6:30pm on Saturday Oct 9th. While I’m gone I will miss a rare Berlin appearance by the famed writer Juan Goyti Solo, the gay Spanish writer who lived most of his life in Paris with his late wife, but is now residing in Marakesh. After recording with Joel and Felix, Joel and I hung out in Neu Koelln observing the Hermannplatz street life. We ran into the creative director of Dior Homme Kris Van Assche who was in Berlin looking for inspiration. From what I observed it seems that Mr. Van Assche has found said inspiration in the lush titty cavity and bubble buttedness of bevy of striking Turkish and Arab youth clad in tight white pants and Gobi Desert scarfs.
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Its been four years since I left Hell A. I have a bunch of meetings with some museum and folk, plus seeing old friends, family and acquaintances.
I left Wednesday morning on Delta/Air France from Berlin to Paris. The French air traffic controllers were doing a work slowdown or something, as my flight to Paris was delayed by an hour. I hate air travel.
France is on the verge of a general strike which will mean total chaos. I am glad that I will be returning to Berlin next month via transfers in Amsterdam. I boarded for the second time one of those new Airbus 300 planes for the long, tedious flight from Paris to Los Angeles. There wasn’t one empty seat, and no eye candy just fugly men and crying brats and lots of people with colds sneezing and coughing and spreading their germs in a rabid fashion.
My old pal Hector Martinez who is a top executive with the insurance company Afleck picked me up at the airport. I didn’t recognize the new downtown LA skyline with all these new buildings. At Hector’s Silverlake compound in the hills his lover Ericla cooked us a nice dinner. I wanted to stay up as long as I could to help with the jet lag so Hector drove me through Hollywood which I didn’t recognize. Hollywoodland has now become so piss eleganza with this upscale style that seems very Miami Vice—the movie remake with Colin Farrell not the 80s TV show starring Don Johnson.
In the morning Hector dropped me off at Dr. Doyle’s flat where I will be staying for awhile as she is off in Europe writing. I love Dr. Doyle’s courtyard apartment in the heart of Silverlake. Julie Tolentino came by to take me to luncheon at Astro Family, the 50s style greasy spoon that I love so much. That place hasn’t changed a bit. Julie and I had a blast hanging out for hours drinking cup after cup of coffee and gossiping like middle school Cholitas. Julie will be leaving for London soon to conduct some workshops with Ron Athey at Queen Mary College where Ron is an artist in residence.
While at Astro we bumped into Glen Meadmore picking up takeout. Glen came back with me to eat his meal and we wound up calling up Big Dicque Sneaky Pete Tomlinson, our drummer from PME and having a little reunion of sorts. Sneaky sells real estate and is married to Silverlake fashion stylist Houston, and he has a cute six year old kid. I have known Sneaky Pete since he was fresh of the boat with the Navy and came into Retail Slut on Melrose Avenue looking for a job. I told him to go to Cowboys and Poodles up the street and Paul “Whitey” Glynn hired the fresh faced big peniled beauty immediately, and he started having a wild love affair with Leslie Beatty who worked at CowPoo’s and was my first Clitoris Turner in my performance art group The Afro Sisters.
The weather is lovely not too hot not too cold, and from Dr. Doyle’s back window I have a divine view of the Hollywood Sign and the Griffith Park Observatory.
Europes handsomest man Ulrich Ziemons took me for a farewell breakfast at Avallon Café in Mehringdamn along with junior film programmer Nadja Talmi. It was raining catalunas and trogladites outside, but the three of us had an enchanting morning whooping it up royally.
The day before I met up with Joel Gibb the babydiaper of the Hidden Cameras and we mixed some new songs with Felix Knoke of Der Spiegel Online who is also in our new art music project Tenderloin. Both Felix and Joel were ragging on the recent Berlin Music Festival that they felt was badly organized. The police even closed the festivities at one point before headliner Fat Boy Slim performed, as there was an overcrowding issue that seemed like it was going to turn into the same disaster that befell the Love Parade a few weeks ago in another town in Germany.
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I was feeling a bit melancholy leaving Berlin for Los Angeles where I will give a performative lecture at a UCLA art conference at Royce Hall room 314 6:30pm on Saturday Oct 9th. While I’m gone I will miss a rare Berlin appearance by the famed writer Juan Goyti Solo, the gay Spanish writer who lived most of his life in Paris with his late wife, but is now residing in Marakesh. After recording with Joel and Felix, Joel and I hung out in Neu Koelln observing the Hermannplatz street life. We ran into the creative director of Dior Homme Kris Van Assche who was in Berlin looking for inspiration. From what I observed it seems that Mr. Van Assche has found said inspiration in the lush titty cavity and bubble buttedness of bevy of striking Turkish and Arab youth clad in tight white pants and Gobi Desert scarfs.
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Its been four years since I left Hell A. I have a bunch of meetings with some museum and folk, plus seeing old friends, family and acquaintances.
I left Wednesday morning on Delta/Air France from Berlin to Paris. The French air traffic controllers were doing a work slowdown or something, as my flight to Paris was delayed by an hour. I hate air travel.
France is on the verge of a general strike which will mean total chaos. I am glad that I will be returning to Berlin next month via transfers in Amsterdam. I boarded for the second time one of those new Airbus 300 planes for the long, tedious flight from Paris to Los Angeles. There wasn’t one empty seat, and no eye candy just fugly men and crying brats and lots of people with colds sneezing and coughing and spreading their germs in a rabid fashion.
My old pal Hector Martinez who is a top executive with the insurance company Afleck picked me up at the airport. I didn’t recognize the new downtown LA skyline with all these new buildings. At Hector’s Silverlake compound in the hills his lover Ericla cooked us a nice dinner. I wanted to stay up as long as I could to help with the jet lag so Hector drove me through Hollywood which I didn’t recognize. Hollywoodland has now become so piss eleganza with this upscale style that seems very Miami Vice—the movie remake with Colin Farrell not the 80s TV show starring Don Johnson.
In the morning Hector dropped me off at Dr. Doyle’s flat where I will be staying for awhile as she is off in Europe writing. I love Dr. Doyle’s courtyard apartment in the heart of Silverlake. Julie Tolentino came by to take me to luncheon at Astro Family, the 50s style greasy spoon that I love so much. That place hasn’t changed a bit. Julie and I had a blast hanging out for hours drinking cup after cup of coffee and gossiping like middle school Cholitas. Julie will be leaving for London soon to conduct some workshops with Ron Athey at Queen Mary College where Ron is an artist in residence.
While at Astro we bumped into Glen Meadmore picking up takeout. Glen came back with me to eat his meal and we wound up calling up Big Dicque Sneaky Pete Tomlinson, our drummer from PME and having a little reunion of sorts. Sneaky sells real estate and is married to Silverlake fashion stylist Houston, and he has a cute six year old kid. I have known Sneaky Pete since he was fresh of the boat with the Navy and came into Retail Slut on Melrose Avenue looking for a job. I told him to go to Cowboys and Poodles up the street and Paul “Whitey” Glynn hired the fresh faced big peniled beauty immediately, and he started having a wild love affair with Leslie Beatty who worked at CowPoo’s and was my first Clitoris Turner in my performance art group The Afro Sisters.
The weather is lovely not too hot not too cold, and from Dr. Doyle’s back window I have a divine view of the Hollywood Sign and the Griffith Park Observatory.
Friday, September 10, 2010
DORT, WO MAN BUCHER VERBRENNT, VERBRENNT MAN AM ENDE AUCH MENSCHEN
Danny “Haji” Hendrickson, the Scandanavian Muslim and translator to the shtars returned to Berlin from visiting his parents in Nashville, Tennessee. Danny brought the Vagimule doll lots of presents from Dollywood, the theme park of country music superstar Dolly Parton. Dollywood is located in the gorgeous great Smokey Mountains and is the homespun fun happening spot providing the south with music, entertainment, rides and attractions for the whole goddamn familia.Dollywood has been around for over 25 years. Danny and his folks has a good time, but coming from a musical family they were a little shocked that some of the singing at the Dollywood shows were a little on the amateur side, and that the male gospel quartet was just downright awful. In all the sound engineering and mixing for all the shows scored consistent low marks.
What Mr. Hendrickson and clan loved the most was the Dolly Museum with curios from Miss Parton’s life and illustrious career. Dollywood isn’t cheap. For a regular ticket it costs $55.00, but that gives you admission for two days, but senior citizens like me, only get $3 bucks off. If you’re planning a trip to Dollywood and want to know more about the fabulous lady Parton be sure to pick up a copy of her hagiography, Dolly: My Life and Other Unfinished Business that features plenty of photos of the starina, and her mysterious hubby Carl Dean whom she has been married to for over 40 years. They have an open relationship. Dolly also is quite candid about her longtime lesbian companion Judy Ogle, who always travels with the star on tour, and has been her loyal stalworth since childhood. Dolly Parton is one fascinating American individualada.
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Later in the early evening I met with film historian Marc Siegel and kJohnny Blue at the Blue Nile Ethiopian Restaurant. We were joined by Daniel Hendrickson and his red hot Black/Italio/German lover Piero Bellomo of the Piero Kolleczione. If you see me wearing anything cute its usually from Piero. After eating we went to the Horst Nite Club at Tempelhofer Ufer 1 in Kreuzberg to see a private screening of Pauline Beaudry and Renate Lorenz’s latest art film that I star in with the sensational dancer Arantxa Martinez called Contagious. The short subject film deals with epileptic dances and the cakewalk as practiced by 19th Century performers Jane Avril, Eugenie Fouge’re,Polaire and African American Aida Overton Walker. The director of photography was Bernadette Paassen with Sound by Johanna Herr and Karin Michalski and sound design by Rashad Becker.
The film looked really beautiful and of course the dancing by Ms. Martinez is superb. I wasn’t so happy with how I was photographed. Being a vain black woman of a certain age I need to be lit in a particular way, and not all angles are flattering to me. Even Hollywood movies that star black performers get the lighting wrong. Black skin requires intense cinematography sensitivity,and that is difficult to articulate to white filmmakers and DP's. When you tell them you don't like the way you look in a film, they just give you this confused dazed look.
I really have to stop being in front of the camera, and stick to being behind the camera, and only work on my own projects.
Visiting British feminist Kira Cochrane was chatting with New York model and “It Boy” Winston Cziminski and she also loved the dancing of Ms. Martinez in Contagious.
The rest of the evening involved screenings of two of the filmmakers work from 2009 Salomania that starred my LA tranny sister Wu that is based on the Ala Nazimova silent film Salome,1922 from the play by Oscar Wilde and Charming For the Revolution which stars the hilarious and inegmatic performer Werner Hirsch aka: Antonia Baird.
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Congrats are in order for my sister of the journalista clothe Christine "Qtr Pounder" Pelisek of the LA Weekly, who is finally leaving that paper to work for the Daily Beast. Christine scored a rare reporter coup recently in her investigation of a serial murderer haunting the backstreets and alleys of South Central LA for more then 20 years.I adore Christine who is one perky Canuck blondine with a heart of gold and Rosalind Russel The Front Page spirit.
Danny “Haji” Hendrickson, the Scandanavian Muslim and translator to the shtars returned to Berlin from visiting his parents in Nashville, Tennessee. Danny brought the Vagimule doll lots of presents from Dollywood, the theme park of country music superstar Dolly Parton. Dollywood is located in the gorgeous great Smokey Mountains and is the homespun fun happening spot providing the south with music, entertainment, rides and attractions for the whole goddamn familia.Dollywood has been around for over 25 years. Danny and his folks has a good time, but coming from a musical family they were a little shocked that some of the singing at the Dollywood shows were a little on the amateur side, and that the male gospel quartet was just downright awful. In all the sound engineering and mixing for all the shows scored consistent low marks.
What Mr. Hendrickson and clan loved the most was the Dolly Museum with curios from Miss Parton’s life and illustrious career. Dollywood isn’t cheap. For a regular ticket it costs $55.00, but that gives you admission for two days, but senior citizens like me, only get $3 bucks off. If you’re planning a trip to Dollywood and want to know more about the fabulous lady Parton be sure to pick up a copy of her hagiography, Dolly: My Life and Other Unfinished Business that features plenty of photos of the starina, and her mysterious hubby Carl Dean whom she has been married to for over 40 years. They have an open relationship. Dolly also is quite candid about her longtime lesbian companion Judy Ogle, who always travels with the star on tour, and has been her loyal stalworth since childhood. Dolly Parton is one fascinating American individualada.
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Later in the early evening I met with film historian Marc Siegel and kJohnny Blue at the Blue Nile Ethiopian Restaurant. We were joined by Daniel Hendrickson and his red hot Black/Italio/German lover Piero Bellomo of the Piero Kolleczione. If you see me wearing anything cute its usually from Piero. After eating we went to the Horst Nite Club at Tempelhofer Ufer 1 in Kreuzberg to see a private screening of Pauline Beaudry and Renate Lorenz’s latest art film that I star in with the sensational dancer Arantxa Martinez called Contagious. The short subject film deals with epileptic dances and the cakewalk as practiced by 19th Century performers Jane Avril, Eugenie Fouge’re,Polaire and African American Aida Overton Walker. The director of photography was Bernadette Paassen with Sound by Johanna Herr and Karin Michalski and sound design by Rashad Becker.
The film looked really beautiful and of course the dancing by Ms. Martinez is superb. I wasn’t so happy with how I was photographed. Being a vain black woman of a certain age I need to be lit in a particular way, and not all angles are flattering to me. Even Hollywood movies that star black performers get the lighting wrong. Black skin requires intense cinematography sensitivity,and that is difficult to articulate to white filmmakers and DP's. When you tell them you don't like the way you look in a film, they just give you this confused dazed look.
I really have to stop being in front of the camera, and stick to being behind the camera, and only work on my own projects.
Visiting British feminist Kira Cochrane was chatting with New York model and “It Boy” Winston Cziminski and she also loved the dancing of Ms. Martinez in Contagious.
The rest of the evening involved screenings of two of the filmmakers work from 2009 Salomania that starred my LA tranny sister Wu that is based on the Ala Nazimova silent film Salome,1922 from the play by Oscar Wilde and Charming For the Revolution which stars the hilarious and inegmatic performer Werner Hirsch aka: Antonia Baird.
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Congrats are in order for my sister of the journalista clothe Christine "Qtr Pounder" Pelisek of the LA Weekly, who is finally leaving that paper to work for the Daily Beast. Christine scored a rare reporter coup recently in her investigation of a serial murderer haunting the backstreets and alleys of South Central LA for more then 20 years.I adore Christine who is one perky Canuck blondine with a heart of gold and Rosalind Russel The Front Page spirit.
Tuesday, September 07, 2010
WAS SIE SCHON IMMER ÜBER SEX WISSEN WOLLTEN,ABER BISHER NICHTS ZU FRAGEN WAGTEN
Some reporter from the Wall Street Journal got my personal email address, and contacted me wanting to know if he can interview me about my career. This is a complete ruse as the only reason this periodical is interested in me is because it was written in a tabloid: black American transexual Vaginal Davis is involved in off/on affair with nutty billionaire Nicolas Berggruen.
Wait a minute! Before you get all invested in my so-called relationship with a billionaire its not what you think. Nicolas and I have a romantic friendship that is strictly platonic, we met years ago at a Tate Modern party, and like most men I meet he is only interested in my mind, not my smoking hot body. I have to admit Mr. Berggruen is attractive for a middle-aged man, but i don´t like men who are that close to me in age. And is this man ever overly opinionated. On top of that it still wouldn´t work even if he was interested in chowing down regularly on my tranny nappy dugout. Now that Herr Berggruen owns the Berlin department store chain Karstadt, perhaps i can go there and pick out a few free outfits.
Some reporter from the Wall Street Journal got my personal email address, and contacted me wanting to know if he can interview me about my career. This is a complete ruse as the only reason this periodical is interested in me is because it was written in a tabloid: black American transexual Vaginal Davis is involved in off/on affair with nutty billionaire Nicolas Berggruen.
Wait a minute! Before you get all invested in my so-called relationship with a billionaire its not what you think. Nicolas and I have a romantic friendship that is strictly platonic, we met years ago at a Tate Modern party, and like most men I meet he is only interested in my mind, not my smoking hot body. I have to admit Mr. Berggruen is attractive for a middle-aged man, but i don´t like men who are that close to me in age. And is this man ever overly opinionated. On top of that it still wouldn´t work even if he was interested in chowing down regularly on my tranny nappy dugout. Now that Herr Berggruen owns the Berlin department store chain Karstadt, perhaps i can go there and pick out a few free outfits.
DER BOOOOOM IST VORBEI
Trying to take care of things in Berlin before leaving for my hometown of Los Angeles for this big UCLA Queer Arts Conference that I have been invited to as a featured lecturer. It will be my first time back in that tired city of Los Ang since i left for Berlin in 2006. Everyone tells me that i won´t recognize the place. I miss my good friends, greasy spoon diners and Mexican & El Salvadorean food--- things that are impossible to get in Germany. But i really don´t miss the weather, though with the cool end of summer here in Berlina i have to admit being in perpetual sunlight will be nice, as well as the fake smiles of Angelenos. Berliners can be quite dour. I am not very sentimental about my family. I have nice relatives, but i´ve never felt a strong connection to them growing up, and we have nothing in common. But i will see my older sisters and my niece and her million march of kids. Her husband just got put in jail for being the getaway driver in a robbery. So I am really from the ghetto, and that proves it.
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Spent a glorious day with baby diaper Joel Gibb of the Hidden Cameras. Joel is so strikingly handsome but in a quirky fashion and he is quite an accomplished visual artist, dancer/choreographer besides having the voice of an angelus and the ability to write perfect songs. We have embarked upon a new musical art project called Tenderloin. Thankx for all your input dear readers to our new name. This new music/art project will also feature Felix Knoke of Der Spiegel Online and Jan Klesse of the Glen Meadmore Cuntry band. Will keep you posted on this fascinating proj as things develop.
Trying to take care of things in Berlin before leaving for my hometown of Los Angeles for this big UCLA Queer Arts Conference that I have been invited to as a featured lecturer. It will be my first time back in that tired city of Los Ang since i left for Berlin in 2006. Everyone tells me that i won´t recognize the place. I miss my good friends, greasy spoon diners and Mexican & El Salvadorean food--- things that are impossible to get in Germany. But i really don´t miss the weather, though with the cool end of summer here in Berlina i have to admit being in perpetual sunlight will be nice, as well as the fake smiles of Angelenos. Berliners can be quite dour. I am not very sentimental about my family. I have nice relatives, but i´ve never felt a strong connection to them growing up, and we have nothing in common. But i will see my older sisters and my niece and her million march of kids. Her husband just got put in jail for being the getaway driver in a robbery. So I am really from the ghetto, and that proves it.
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Spent a glorious day with baby diaper Joel Gibb of the Hidden Cameras. Joel is so strikingly handsome but in a quirky fashion and he is quite an accomplished visual artist, dancer/choreographer besides having the voice of an angelus and the ability to write perfect songs. We have embarked upon a new musical art project called Tenderloin. Thankx for all your input dear readers to our new name. This new music/art project will also feature Felix Knoke of Der Spiegel Online and Jan Klesse of the Glen Meadmore Cuntry band. Will keep you posted on this fascinating proj as things develop.
Monday, September 06, 2010
GELIEBTE APHRODITE
Accidentally walked through some street festival leather eventa in Schoneberg.I don´t know if it was the Berlin version of San Francisco´s Folsom Street Fair or some other kind of kinkfest. Saw some of the most awful looking men wearing such ridiculous costumes, and taking it all so seriously.A slew of sad leather pony´s and an ickmo or two who i guess were walking prophalactics. The real prizes were a contingent of men in camaflouge fatigues and helmets looking like US soldiers on the front lines of Iraq,Afghanistan or perhaps some new war that America has launched that I am not aware of. And no homonormative event would be complete without the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence with their white faced minstrel genderfuck drag.
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Was shopping at the wonderful Turkish supermarket ÖzGida, and ran into the youngish,cute solemn faced manager who i think is in distress over his homosexuality. His much younger brother was hanging around the store and said hello to me while i was sitting al fresco sipping a capucino.Wow the baby bro is about 18, tall with light brown hair and isn´t afraid to flirt.
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File this under only in Berlin kids, only in Berlin-- but saw the most hideous site. A dog with dredlocks. The owner of said animal was a perfectly regular looking middle aged caucasion woman. Now those of you who know the Vagimule Davis doll well are aware that I can´t stand dredlocks. Don´t care for them on black people-- though they can get away with it but really hate them on whites. But now dredlocks on dogs?
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Last night was a most enchanting evening at Arsenal Institute für Film und Video Kunst with a screening of Erich von Stroheim´s Foolish Wives, for the monthly performative silent film event Rising Stars, Falling Stars that i curate which featured the director playing the lead role as a no account count.
He was actually quite sexy in the film seducing a dowdy pepperpot diplomats wife, but my favorite scene is at the end when he has his way with a young retarded girl. The father avenges her honor by stuffing Herr von Stroheim promptly down a drain pipe.
Eunice Martin on klavier was riveting, and really enjoying herself, laughing at all the site gags in the film--never missing a beat.Phenomenal!
Little Alex of Macedonia not only styled my impoverished nobel look,but also designed my hair and make-up for the evening, which illicited gasps of approval. The hoity polloi who stayed for the post screening reception: Arsenal Empress Stefanie Schulte Strathaus, film programmer Nadja Talmi with curatorial assistant Uli Ziemons, film historian Marc Siegel and intermedia actress/director Susanne Sachsse the fearless leader of CHEAP kollective who leaves today for performances in Malmö, Sweden, dapper musician kJohnny Blue, Anna Muelter of HAU,bubble butt Iraeli Assaf Hochman who will be dancing in the new Peaches musical review at Hebel am Ufer that also features Joel Gibb of the Hidden Cameras with spazz attack choreography by Jeremy Wade, looking super lovesexy Felix Knoke of Der Spiegel Online with Susi the music editor for FM4,innocent scholar Sean Nye, Chocolate Grinder Film Kollective "It couple": Tatiana of the Ukraine and Julian "25 centimeters" Radlmeier, Turkish sweatheart Nasle with her juicy,handsome and very tall friend,the dorky American novelist Jonathan Safran Foer with Brandon Flowers of the Killers(now they were an odd couple)visiting fashion journalista Suleman Anaya and Vietnamese film director Tran Anh Hung of the film Norweigan Wood with fellow director Abbas Kiarostami (Certified Copy)
Accidentally walked through some street festival leather eventa in Schoneberg.I don´t know if it was the Berlin version of San Francisco´s Folsom Street Fair or some other kind of kinkfest. Saw some of the most awful looking men wearing such ridiculous costumes, and taking it all so seriously.A slew of sad leather pony´s and an ickmo or two who i guess were walking prophalactics. The real prizes were a contingent of men in camaflouge fatigues and helmets looking like US soldiers on the front lines of Iraq,Afghanistan or perhaps some new war that America has launched that I am not aware of. And no homonormative event would be complete without the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence with their white faced minstrel genderfuck drag.
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Was shopping at the wonderful Turkish supermarket ÖzGida, and ran into the youngish,cute solemn faced manager who i think is in distress over his homosexuality. His much younger brother was hanging around the store and said hello to me while i was sitting al fresco sipping a capucino.Wow the baby bro is about 18, tall with light brown hair and isn´t afraid to flirt.
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File this under only in Berlin kids, only in Berlin-- but saw the most hideous site. A dog with dredlocks. The owner of said animal was a perfectly regular looking middle aged caucasion woman. Now those of you who know the Vagimule Davis doll well are aware that I can´t stand dredlocks. Don´t care for them on black people-- though they can get away with it but really hate them on whites. But now dredlocks on dogs?
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Last night was a most enchanting evening at Arsenal Institute für Film und Video Kunst with a screening of Erich von Stroheim´s Foolish Wives, for the monthly performative silent film event Rising Stars, Falling Stars that i curate which featured the director playing the lead role as a no account count.
He was actually quite sexy in the film seducing a dowdy pepperpot diplomats wife, but my favorite scene is at the end when he has his way with a young retarded girl. The father avenges her honor by stuffing Herr von Stroheim promptly down a drain pipe.
Eunice Martin on klavier was riveting, and really enjoying herself, laughing at all the site gags in the film--never missing a beat.Phenomenal!
Little Alex of Macedonia not only styled my impoverished nobel look,but also designed my hair and make-up for the evening, which illicited gasps of approval. The hoity polloi who stayed for the post screening reception: Arsenal Empress Stefanie Schulte Strathaus, film programmer Nadja Talmi with curatorial assistant Uli Ziemons, film historian Marc Siegel and intermedia actress/director Susanne Sachsse the fearless leader of CHEAP kollective who leaves today for performances in Malmö, Sweden, dapper musician kJohnny Blue, Anna Muelter of HAU,bubble butt Iraeli Assaf Hochman who will be dancing in the new Peaches musical review at Hebel am Ufer that also features Joel Gibb of the Hidden Cameras with spazz attack choreography by Jeremy Wade, looking super lovesexy Felix Knoke of Der Spiegel Online with Susi the music editor for FM4,innocent scholar Sean Nye, Chocolate Grinder Film Kollective "It couple": Tatiana of the Ukraine and Julian "25 centimeters" Radlmeier, Turkish sweatheart Nasle with her juicy,handsome and very tall friend,the dorky American novelist Jonathan Safran Foer with Brandon Flowers of the Killers(now they were an odd couple)visiting fashion journalista Suleman Anaya and Vietnamese film director Tran Anh Hung of the film Norweigan Wood with fellow director Abbas Kiarostami (Certified Copy)
Thursday, September 02, 2010
TOUS LES MATINS DU MONDE
Had a little farewell soiree at Ficken 3000 for Jan Klesse of the european touring Glen Meadmore Cuntry Band. Jan leaves for a monthlong holiday in Los Angeles, where the lovely Ms. Meadmore will host the handsome young man, and undoubtedly treat him like the valient prince he is. I think this is his first time in the USA and I am very happy and excited for the 19 year old lad.
Ficken 3000 which I like to call Frankenstein 5000 is a sex bar in KreuzKoelln that houses the weekly dance party Pork hosted by Tennessee Clafin aka: Baby Brian the exMormen hustler to A-list directors Gus Van Sant and Bryan Singer. The weekly Pork party was started by Mr. Claffin and writer Travis Jeppeson. The bar Ficken is owned by a middle aged German named Frank, and lately the pub has been embroiled in some contraversy. The rumours have been rampant that the owner pissed on and roughed up a young boy who came to the bar during the Pork party when said youngster rebuffed the owners sexual advances. I have also heard that the boy in question had broken glasses in the bar and was merely 86’d. Who knows what really happened, but many in the Berlin queer community are boycotting the bar.
Our little group went just to enjoy the 2for1 Tuesday night special, and so we were oblivious to the horndoggy regulars. Though I was surprised that one of the regulars known as The Chin wasn’t there. Seeing Jan off was Felix Knoke of Der Spiegel Online, with a cute & vivacious girlfriend visiting Berlina from Winnipeg, home of Guy Maddin and Glen Meadmore. Canadian baby diaper Joel Gibb, leader of the music & art kollective The Hidden Cameras and American pop music scholar Sean Nye.
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Was invited to a scrumpteous dinner feast by Susanne Sachsse the intermedia actress, director and curator. You haven’t lived in Berlin until you sit at her celebrated round table. Frau Sachsse is soon off to Sweden for some high art performances. Next year the two of us will start working on a new performance piece where we play the famous feuding Oscar winning siblings Joan Fontaine and Olivia DeHavilland that will also involve Angela Davis, Ruth Fischer the leader of the German Communist Party of the 1920s, Godard’s One Plus One and Derek Jarman’s Jubilee. No! Bruce “Judy”LaBruce will not be directing this one.
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My darlingly insane daughter Michele Carr has gotten it together and will be presenting her salute to Anita Berber soon in Los Angeles. Below are the details:
FINLANDIA PRESENTS DANCES OF DEPRAVITY, HORROR & ECSTASY
BERBER
THE LIFE AND TIMES OF ANITA BERBER
CREATED BY MICHELLE CARR ~ CHOREOGRAPHY BY RYAN HEFFINGTON
PRODUCTION DESIGN BY ANNIE SPERLING ~ ART DIRECTION BY DOUGLAS LITTLE ORIGINAL SCORE COMPOSED BY THE MILLIONAIRE ~
COSTUME DESIGN BY LEILA BAZZANI ~ COSTUME SUPERVISOR MICHAEL SCHMIDT
PLEASE JOIN US FOR A PREVIEW PERFORMANCE AND COCKTAIL RECEPTION TO BENEFIT THE PRODUCTION OF BERBER
HOSTED BY BRYAN RABIN & ROSE APODACA
SURPRISE GUESTS!
Entrance includes one complimentary drink ticket to sample our signature
cocktail "Berber's Sin".
WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 29TH 2010
THE MEZZ (AT THE ALEXANDRIA HOTEL)
501 SOUTH SPRING STREET DOWNTOWN LOS ANGELES
DOORS 8 P.M. SHOW TIME 10 P.M.
GENTEEL ATTIRE SUGGESTED FOR THE CONSCIENTIOUS SOCIALITE
$20 IN ADVANCE | $25 AT THE DOOR | $10 RAFFLE TICKETS
PURCHASE TICKETS VIA PAYPAL; MAKE PAYMENTS TO ILIKEALLIE@GMAIL.COM
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O and this Portland Oregon band called Purple Rhinestone Eagle is on tour in europe. I read about them in the zine Shotgun Seamstress, so if they come to your town I advice you check them out. Read the info below:
Hello hairy friends,
the tour of Purple Rhinestone Eagle just started! It's the first tour we've ever booked and it meant countless emails, lots and lots of stress and sleepless nights.. But here we go! We really LOVE this band and hope you do as well. Please have a listen, come to one of the shows or tell your friends in other cities about this awesome band. We will drive their tour so come by and say hi in case you are around. C drives them til Barcelona and then D takes over. Here is a video http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sd_dU9YWmR0
and here some links to listen to their music: www.myspace.com/purplerhinestoneeagle and www.purplerhinestoneeagle.com
Hope to see you somewhere soon!
Your moustaches
01.09. Madame Moustache, Brussels, Belgium
03.09. Le Sfero (squat), St. Etienne, France
04.09. Sonic, Lyon, France, w/ Raymond Howard, Sida, Les Blondettes + DJs
07.09. Le Dynamo, Toulouse, France
08.09. La Pequena Bety, Madrid, Spain
09.09. Moog, Barcelona, Spain
10.09. El Refugio del Crápula, Zaragoza, Spain, w/ No Truck Truckers
12.09. (tbc)
13.09. Trubarjeva 72, Ljubljana, Slowenia
14.09. Rhiz, Vienna, Austria, plus DJ Astrid (entrance free)
15.09. Kapu, Linz, Austria - w/ Zentralheizung of Death, Automated Trash Machine
16.09. WP, Leipzig - w/ I Know, Bowumikasa
17.09. SO36, Berlin, Germany - LaD.i.Y.fest Berlin w/ Translola, Scragfight, Totally Stressed, Olivia Anna Livki
18.09. Autonomes Zentrum, Cologne
19.09. AJZ, Bielefeld - matinee show (!) with Cloak/Dagger, Abfukk, Chuck Damage
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This news just in: Mattias Lienthal the charasmatic and superr smart artistic director of the Hebbel am Ufer theatre in Berlin is calling it quits soon when his contract expires.
Mattias is responsible for some of the most adventurous programs in Europe. And i have had the pleasure of working under him since the Hebbel first started doing business as HAU 1, 2 & 3. He is a beloved Berlin figure, and has very kissable lipps.
What makes the Hebbel so great is that it is one of the few institutions in patriarchal Berlin that has women at the top of command as curators, programmers and heads of technical departments.
Whatever direction Mattias decides to move in next will certainly be successful and invigorating.
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The Sieggesaule Magazine a gay throwaway monthly newsmagazine in Berlin used one of my photo collages off of my website and didnt even bother to credit me for it or pay for it. They put photo archive as the credit. Well its not a photo archive in the public domain its a piece of art work that has been exhibited at the Yerba Buena Museum in San Francisco and Deitch Projects Gallery in New York. The nerve of the people who do they lay out and art direction.
Had a little farewell soiree at Ficken 3000 for Jan Klesse of the european touring Glen Meadmore Cuntry Band. Jan leaves for a monthlong holiday in Los Angeles, where the lovely Ms. Meadmore will host the handsome young man, and undoubtedly treat him like the valient prince he is. I think this is his first time in the USA and I am very happy and excited for the 19 year old lad.
Ficken 3000 which I like to call Frankenstein 5000 is a sex bar in KreuzKoelln that houses the weekly dance party Pork hosted by Tennessee Clafin aka: Baby Brian the exMormen hustler to A-list directors Gus Van Sant and Bryan Singer. The weekly Pork party was started by Mr. Claffin and writer Travis Jeppeson. The bar Ficken is owned by a middle aged German named Frank, and lately the pub has been embroiled in some contraversy. The rumours have been rampant that the owner pissed on and roughed up a young boy who came to the bar during the Pork party when said youngster rebuffed the owners sexual advances. I have also heard that the boy in question had broken glasses in the bar and was merely 86’d. Who knows what really happened, but many in the Berlin queer community are boycotting the bar.
Our little group went just to enjoy the 2for1 Tuesday night special, and so we were oblivious to the horndoggy regulars. Though I was surprised that one of the regulars known as The Chin wasn’t there. Seeing Jan off was Felix Knoke of Der Spiegel Online, with a cute & vivacious girlfriend visiting Berlina from Winnipeg, home of Guy Maddin and Glen Meadmore. Canadian baby diaper Joel Gibb, leader of the music & art kollective The Hidden Cameras and American pop music scholar Sean Nye.
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Was invited to a scrumpteous dinner feast by Susanne Sachsse the intermedia actress, director and curator. You haven’t lived in Berlin until you sit at her celebrated round table. Frau Sachsse is soon off to Sweden for some high art performances. Next year the two of us will start working on a new performance piece where we play the famous feuding Oscar winning siblings Joan Fontaine and Olivia DeHavilland that will also involve Angela Davis, Ruth Fischer the leader of the German Communist Party of the 1920s, Godard’s One Plus One and Derek Jarman’s Jubilee. No! Bruce “Judy”LaBruce will not be directing this one.
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My darlingly insane daughter Michele Carr has gotten it together and will be presenting her salute to Anita Berber soon in Los Angeles. Below are the details:
FINLANDIA PRESENTS DANCES OF DEPRAVITY, HORROR & ECSTASY
BERBER
THE LIFE AND TIMES OF ANITA BERBER
CREATED BY MICHELLE CARR ~ CHOREOGRAPHY BY RYAN HEFFINGTON
PRODUCTION DESIGN BY ANNIE SPERLING ~ ART DIRECTION BY DOUGLAS LITTLE ORIGINAL SCORE COMPOSED BY THE MILLIONAIRE ~
COSTUME DESIGN BY LEILA BAZZANI ~ COSTUME SUPERVISOR MICHAEL SCHMIDT
PLEASE JOIN US FOR A PREVIEW PERFORMANCE AND COCKTAIL RECEPTION TO BENEFIT THE PRODUCTION OF BERBER
HOSTED BY BRYAN RABIN & ROSE APODACA
SURPRISE GUESTS!
Entrance includes one complimentary drink ticket to sample our signature
cocktail "Berber's Sin".
WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 29TH 2010
THE MEZZ (AT THE ALEXANDRIA HOTEL)
501 SOUTH SPRING STREET DOWNTOWN LOS ANGELES
DOORS 8 P.M. SHOW TIME 10 P.M.
GENTEEL ATTIRE SUGGESTED FOR THE CONSCIENTIOUS SOCIALITE
$20 IN ADVANCE | $25 AT THE DOOR | $10 RAFFLE TICKETS
PURCHASE TICKETS VIA PAYPAL; MAKE PAYMENTS TO ILIKEALLIE@GMAIL.COM
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O and this Portland Oregon band called Purple Rhinestone Eagle is on tour in europe. I read about them in the zine Shotgun Seamstress, so if they come to your town I advice you check them out. Read the info below:
Hello hairy friends,
the tour of Purple Rhinestone Eagle just started! It's the first tour we've ever booked and it meant countless emails, lots and lots of stress and sleepless nights.. But here we go! We really LOVE this band and hope you do as well. Please have a listen, come to one of the shows or tell your friends in other cities about this awesome band. We will drive their tour so come by and say hi in case you are around. C drives them til Barcelona and then D takes over. Here is a video http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sd_dU9YWmR0
and here some links to listen to their music: www.myspace.com/purplerhinestoneeagle and www.purplerhinestoneeagle.com
Hope to see you somewhere soon!
Your moustaches
01.09. Madame Moustache, Brussels, Belgium
03.09. Le Sfero (squat), St. Etienne, France
04.09. Sonic, Lyon, France, w/ Raymond Howard, Sida, Les Blondettes + DJs
07.09. Le Dynamo, Toulouse, France
08.09. La Pequena Bety, Madrid, Spain
09.09. Moog, Barcelona, Spain
10.09. El Refugio del Crápula, Zaragoza, Spain, w/ No Truck Truckers
12.09. (tbc)
13.09. Trubarjeva 72, Ljubljana, Slowenia
14.09. Rhiz, Vienna, Austria, plus DJ Astrid (entrance free)
15.09. Kapu, Linz, Austria - w/ Zentralheizung of Death, Automated Trash Machine
16.09. WP, Leipzig - w/ I Know, Bowumikasa
17.09. SO36, Berlin, Germany - LaD.i.Y.fest Berlin w/ Translola, Scragfight, Totally Stressed, Olivia Anna Livki
18.09. Autonomes Zentrum, Cologne
19.09. AJZ, Bielefeld - matinee show (!) with Cloak/Dagger, Abfukk, Chuck Damage
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This news just in: Mattias Lienthal the charasmatic and superr smart artistic director of the Hebbel am Ufer theatre in Berlin is calling it quits soon when his contract expires.
Mattias is responsible for some of the most adventurous programs in Europe. And i have had the pleasure of working under him since the Hebbel first started doing business as HAU 1, 2 & 3. He is a beloved Berlin figure, and has very kissable lipps.
What makes the Hebbel so great is that it is one of the few institutions in patriarchal Berlin that has women at the top of command as curators, programmers and heads of technical departments.
Whatever direction Mattias decides to move in next will certainly be successful and invigorating.
*!
The Sieggesaule Magazine a gay throwaway monthly newsmagazine in Berlin used one of my photo collages off of my website and didnt even bother to credit me for it or pay for it. They put photo archive as the credit. Well its not a photo archive in the public domain its a piece of art work that has been exhibited at the Yerba Buena Museum in San Francisco and Deitch Projects Gallery in New York. The nerve of the people who do they lay out and art direction.
Monday, August 30, 2010
DEUTSCHLAND SCHAFFT SICH AB
O Thilo Sarrazin is in trouble again. This time the German Bundesbank board member made some dispairing remarks about Jews. Will he ever learn to think cafefully before he speaks. Tsk Tsk Herr Thilo.
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I can’t wait to read the new Shirley Jackson collection Novels and Stories on the Library of the America Press. Ms. Jackson wrote the novel The Haunting of Hill House and the shocking tale, “The Lottery”.
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For all you internet radio hounds. I was interviewed for this cute show by presenter Manuel Schubert from multicult FM who has been the host of the show since 2009. We chatted briefly about Rising Stars, Falling Stars and our upcoming screening of Erich von Stroheim’s Foolish Wives on Sunday Sept 5th at 8pm at Kino 2 at Arsenal Institute fur film und Video Kunst with musical accompanyment by the divine Eunice Martin.
To listen to the featurette which uses music from the early period of Erik Satie - Gnossiennes 6 Here are the details:
It's called "filmhighlights - das Kinomagazin"
Link: http://www.multicult.fm/programm/sendungen/filmhighlights/
The "filmhighlights" will be streamed via www.multicult.fm every Wednesday at 7 pm.
And brodcasted every Thursday at 8 am. - on 88.4 FM (Berlin) & 90.7 FM (Potsdam)
The podcasts can be found on www.soundcloud.com/filmanzeiger
Details on the Radiostation:"Multicult FM" is a free, non-profit (web-)radiostation based in Kreuzberg, Marheineke Markthalle.It's still a bit "under construction",they dont have a studio at the moment. Everything is "homemade".
The gossip: the public broadcasting network "rbb" skipped his own radiostation for the non-german listeners ("Radio Multikulti") on 31st of December 2008.The Multicult-project started its own stream in the same moment, when "Radio Multikulti" was shut down. As you can imagine, the "rbb" was not really amused.
In fact, they still hate them cause they managed to survive AND bring back multicultural content and music to the radios in Berlin.
filmhighlights - das Kinomagazin auf multicult FM | Mittwoch, 19 Uhr auf www.multicult.fm & Donnerstag, 8 Uhr auf 88,4 multicult FM
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This just in from my darling daughter Michele Carr of the Velvet Hammer Heritage Burlesque who is just as crazy as her mother. She inherited my nutters genes. Please read and send her some $funds----
My dream was to form a chimerical collective of fantastic L.A. based artists to collaborate on a multimedia dance production. This dance production is based on the life and times of enfant terrible, German Expressionist dancer Anita Berber. Berber was known as the dark muse of Weimar Berlin & is arguably a pioneer of modern day performance art & avant guard dance.
By blending the extraordinary talents of Ryan Heffington ~choreographer (www.sirheffington.com), Michelle Carr ~ director/producer (www.velvethammerburlesque.net), Annie Sperling ~ production designer (www.anniesperling.com), Douglas Little ~ art director(www.dlcompany.com), The Millionaire ~ composer of original score,Michael Schmidt ~ costume supervisor (www.michaelschmidtstudios.com) the collective's mission is to pay homage to Berber, bring her into the public consciousness & create a most singular and visually stunning full scale contemporary dance performance.
The individuals of this collective have followed & admired each others artistic achievements, occasionally working together on various commercial and creative projects here and there but never as a whole with one sole vision. It cannot be pinpointed exactly when, but a rather animated conversation sparked, over imbibements no doubt, about how wonderful it would be to get together and create something beautiful, dark and whimsical. I decided it was high time to gather my group of artistic cohorts and make it happen once and for all.
An ambitious feat to say the least. The "Great Recession" has created an unforgiving & dismal atmosphere for many in today's artistic community. Work and the endless pursuit of work has left precious little time and even less money to indulge in nourishing artistic collaborations.
However, when there is a will there is a way and we will see our vision realized! What better way to acknowledge and somewhat lift ourselves out of our own plight than to celebrate an artist, once called the "Inflation Queen", who developed her art and even flourished amidst tragic economic strife in a time, known as the Weimar era.
The funds raised will go directly into the production of 'Berber'. Your freehearted contribution will not only bring this unparalleled project to fruition but ultimately put it on the road from coast to coast & across the pond to Europe so as to spread the gorgeousness around. Every little bit helps and is most appreciated.
This is an all or nothing fund raising deal. If we do not make or surpass our $10,000 goal by September 20th, WE GET NOTHING!!!!! Quite possibly the project could be aborted for insufficient funds along with my will to live.(Ha,ha...)
PLEASE PASS THIS ON! This is an international fund raising effort. If we got 1,000 people to donate a mere $10, we would be golden. You can make that happen!
For more information (bios,photos,reel etc...) and to make a donation, click on: http://kck.st/9KPl6P
O Thilo Sarrazin is in trouble again. This time the German Bundesbank board member made some dispairing remarks about Jews. Will he ever learn to think cafefully before he speaks. Tsk Tsk Herr Thilo.
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I can’t wait to read the new Shirley Jackson collection Novels and Stories on the Library of the America Press. Ms. Jackson wrote the novel The Haunting of Hill House and the shocking tale, “The Lottery”.
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For all you internet radio hounds. I was interviewed for this cute show by presenter Manuel Schubert from multicult FM who has been the host of the show since 2009. We chatted briefly about Rising Stars, Falling Stars and our upcoming screening of Erich von Stroheim’s Foolish Wives on Sunday Sept 5th at 8pm at Kino 2 at Arsenal Institute fur film und Video Kunst with musical accompanyment by the divine Eunice Martin.
To listen to the featurette which uses music from the early period of Erik Satie - Gnossiennes 6 Here are the details:
It's called "filmhighlights - das Kinomagazin"
Link: http://www.multicult.fm/programm/sendungen/filmhighlights/
The "filmhighlights" will be streamed via www.multicult.fm every Wednesday at 7 pm.
And brodcasted every Thursday at 8 am. - on 88.4 FM (Berlin) & 90.7 FM (Potsdam)
The podcasts can be found on www.soundcloud.com/filmanzeiger
Details on the Radiostation:"Multicult FM" is a free, non-profit (web-)radiostation based in Kreuzberg, Marheineke Markthalle.It's still a bit "under construction",they dont have a studio at the moment. Everything is "homemade".
The gossip: the public broadcasting network "rbb" skipped his own radiostation for the non-german listeners ("Radio Multikulti") on 31st of December 2008.The Multicult-project started its own stream in the same moment, when "Radio Multikulti" was shut down. As you can imagine, the "rbb" was not really amused.
In fact, they still hate them cause they managed to survive AND bring back multicultural content and music to the radios in Berlin.
filmhighlights - das Kinomagazin auf multicult FM | Mittwoch, 19 Uhr auf www.multicult.fm & Donnerstag, 8 Uhr auf 88,4 multicult FM
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This just in from my darling daughter Michele Carr of the Velvet Hammer Heritage Burlesque who is just as crazy as her mother. She inherited my nutters genes. Please read and send her some $funds----
My dream was to form a chimerical collective of fantastic L.A. based artists to collaborate on a multimedia dance production. This dance production is based on the life and times of enfant terrible, German Expressionist dancer Anita Berber. Berber was known as the dark muse of Weimar Berlin & is arguably a pioneer of modern day performance art & avant guard dance.
By blending the extraordinary talents of Ryan Heffington ~choreographer (www.sirheffington.com), Michelle Carr ~ director/producer (www.velvethammerburlesque.net), Annie Sperling ~ production designer (www.anniesperling.com), Douglas Little ~ art director(www.dlcompany.com), The Millionaire ~ composer of original score,Michael Schmidt ~ costume supervisor (www.michaelschmidtstudios.com) the collective's mission is to pay homage to Berber, bring her into the public consciousness & create a most singular and visually stunning full scale contemporary dance performance.
The individuals of this collective have followed & admired each others artistic achievements, occasionally working together on various commercial and creative projects here and there but never as a whole with one sole vision. It cannot be pinpointed exactly when, but a rather animated conversation sparked, over imbibements no doubt, about how wonderful it would be to get together and create something beautiful, dark and whimsical. I decided it was high time to gather my group of artistic cohorts and make it happen once and for all.
An ambitious feat to say the least. The "Great Recession" has created an unforgiving & dismal atmosphere for many in today's artistic community. Work and the endless pursuit of work has left precious little time and even less money to indulge in nourishing artistic collaborations.
However, when there is a will there is a way and we will see our vision realized! What better way to acknowledge and somewhat lift ourselves out of our own plight than to celebrate an artist, once called the "Inflation Queen", who developed her art and even flourished amidst tragic economic strife in a time, known as the Weimar era.
The funds raised will go directly into the production of 'Berber'. Your freehearted contribution will not only bring this unparalleled project to fruition but ultimately put it on the road from coast to coast & across the pond to Europe so as to spread the gorgeousness around. Every little bit helps and is most appreciated.
This is an all or nothing fund raising deal. If we do not make or surpass our $10,000 goal by September 20th, WE GET NOTHING!!!!! Quite possibly the project could be aborted for insufficient funds along with my will to live.(Ha,ha...)
PLEASE PASS THIS ON! This is an international fund raising effort. If we got 1,000 people to donate a mere $10, we would be golden. You can make that happen!
For more information (bios,photos,reel etc...) and to make a donation, click on: http://kck.st/9KPl6P
Saturday, August 28, 2010
STANK UND CIRCUMSTANCE
Opening of the Arsenal Curator School, the second year for this very successful educational concept. Arsenal Empress Stefanie Schulte Strathaus decided she wanted the doll to do a repeat presentation of my Rising Stars, Falling Stars program from last year which showcased the suffragette film What 80 Million Women Want from 1913, with a soundscape collage soundtrack by the Blue Brothers Tim & kJohnny. Tim Blue just got back from Dublin with Irish film artist Paul Rowley where their movie The Rooms played to SRO crowds. Tim encouraged the Arsenal audience to interactively join in with the soundtrack to W80MWW by responding to an image,audio, describe a favorite woman, comment on what is radical art, provide an early memory about gender, or thoughts on the history of woman’s rights. The eager showboating crowd ran with it, almost a little too enthusiastically for my tastes—but that’s what happens when you open the floor to the publicum.
My performance involved having Danny Hendrickson re-edit my 2004 film Wo ist Manfred that I made with the beautiful Cyril Kuhn of Zurich back in LA. Dan trimmed things down to 5 minutes from its original 9 min length. Taking on the persona of a ditsy Estonian curator I announced how I dug through the anals of the Arsenal archive and discovered an experimental film fragment unseen since it was made sometime between 1913 and1921. Daniel accompanied my rant and the film gorgeously on klavier accenting a song by Sophie Tucker, the last of the Red Hot Mammas.
Instead of drinks in the Rote Foyer this time a reception was held up in the Penthouse Terrace on the 9th Floor of the Sony Center.
Seen imbibing: The Gregors-Ulrich&Erica, Germany’s first family of film, and the founders of the Arsenal, with their daughter Milena Gregor, Birgit Kohler, Nanna Heidenreich, booty pie male ingenue Ken Duken from the Tarantino film Inglorious Basterds, German thespian Jurgen Vogel—I love his hot musclepud body and bad teeth, Chinese actress Gong Li, British musician Carl Barat of the newly reformed Libertines, humpy Chinese documentarian Lixin Fan(Last Train Home), Felix Knoke of Der Spiegel Online, handsome Jan Klesse the keyboard player with Glen Meadmore’s Cuntry Band who just graduated law school, Sean Nye, the young academic, flirting with lanky dirty blondine American Jake Huey, who just moved to Berlin, film historian Marc Siegel with his juicy intermedia actress girlfriend Susanne Sachsse, Nadja Talmi who has worked tirelessly organizing the curator school accompanied by handsome Uli Ziemons, Anna Muelter of HAU, Djane Olga Damnitz, artist Maggie Schneider, experimental film legend Birgit Hein,Heide Schuelupmann and Karola Gramann of Kinothek Asta Nielsen, Manuel Schubert the Multi Kult FM internet radio presenter with the program Film Highlights, Ena Schnitzelbaumer aka: DJane Metzgerei, artist/filmmaker Angela Melitopoulos and Maxmillian Winkler the lovesexy son of Henry”The Fonz” Winkler. Will someone please tell me what young Max is doing in Berlin? He should be engaged in wild sexual proclivities with Vaginal Davis Jr.
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Had a productive rehearsal with new music project that involves Baby Diaper Joel Gibb, Felix Knoke and Jan Klesse. The name of this super group will either be Tenderloin or Schmusique. Feel free to email my intern Gleeson Brevard at Gleebrevard@aol.com to voice your opinion as to what we should call ourselves.
NYU Performance Studies scholar Tavia Nyongo had a farewell dinner that was lovingly prepared by artist/filmmaker Liz Rosenfeld with assist by British performance artist Richard Hancock. Ms. Rosenfeld is a KreuzKoelln treasure and very talented lady who applies the same approach to cooking that she does to her art. The menu consisted of a pre-course Amuse Bouche selection of bruschetta: fresh peach, pop that cherry tomatoes and tyme salsa, Tuscan white bean spread, burnt sage with negro butter. The appetizer consisted of La Liz’s signature dish: the highly individual beet tarty tart tatain with goat cheese and late summer queer theory salad. The main dish: homemade pussi gnocci in a lemon crème sauce, roasted tupelo fennel, tomato kill karne with candied pumpkin seeds.
It was all too heavenly and topping it off for desert: Lukas Haas lukewarm chocolate cake with lavender and black eyed berries luxuriating in crème fresh.
I am going to miss Tavia who is related to President Obama, but he will be back in Berlin next year.
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Word out to Jens Lichtman the Swedish indie pop star! Give Maggie McDonald publishing credit on your new song “End of the World, Is Bigger Then Love” She came up with that lyric and the idea behind it, so do the right thing if you know whats good for you.
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My partner in Sonnenallee crime Daniel “Haji” Hendrickson, the Scandanavian Muslim will be returning to the states for ten days to visit his parental units in Nashville. He plans on giving me a full report on his trip to Dollywood—the exclusive Dolly Parton themepark in Pigeon Forge. Are there Dolly Parton rollercoasters and Ferris Wheels at Dollywood? The park is only opened during the summer months and I bet its much better then Disneyworld, Busch Gardens or Coney Island combined.
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Little triva item I learned from NPR Berlin. The popular quirky/offbeat grocery brand Trader Joe’s that has stores in California and more recently in New York is owned by the Albrecht Family Trust. The Albrecht Family are a German company that owns Aldi Discount Grocers. See what you learn by reading this very blog.
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One of the cute kasse girls that works at The Arsenal named
Moa, who hails from Stolkholme, Sweden has a delicious art studio in Neu Koelln called Loom, where she and a colleguen do handcraft art objects, and woven sculpture installations and an assortment of other interesting projects. If you’re in the neighborhood check it out. Berlin is really filled with unexpected gems like Loom.
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Film historian Marc Siegel had a family emergency and had to return abruptly to the states, so he wasn’t able to do his workshop at the Arsenal Summer Curator School. Nanna Heidenreich and the Vagimule doll filled in at a moments notice with something we called, . . .I’m Not One To Gossip So You Didn’t Hear It From Me--The Lore and Lure of Archival Modalities. This was our decription:
What makes an archive? They emerge from dealings with relationships and people, they grow out of passion, obsession, idiosyncrasies, but also coincidences. They consist of stories, loose ends, wild associations, and true encounters. Their ingredients are constantly rearranged, as memories are made up or fail, knowledge is passed on, or forgotten and reinvented. Archives are gosssip and gossip is the one true endless archive.
Our presentation was very extemporaneous,featuring clips from Mae West flicks Klondike Annie and She Done Him Wrong plus the Louis Delluc short Fievre. Nanna was great as always, but because I have had so many writing deadlines with an assortment of essays due for art catalogues, I wasn’t able to get a good night sleep and was pure excrement for brains. The young radio presenter Manuel Schubert was in the audience, and he told me afterwards while he was interviewing me for his program that the audience got the point. Oh welpsis, one can’t be on top of it at all times.
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Just heard from Uli Ziemons, the handsomest man in Europe that the new Sylvester Stallone film The Expendables is quite a hoot. One of my old pals from Los Angeles Tim Palen aka: Big Daddy Dino is a theatrical marketing co-president with Lion Gate Films. Daddy Dino use to work for Sony Pictures in the Marketing Division and was the boss of my former Club Sucker partner Frank Rodriguez who now runs his own design firm called Custom Creative with Jeffreyland Hilbert who use to do the hot 90s queer clubs SitnSpin and Hai Karate.
Well getting back to the Stallone flick,I hear it’s the latest guilty pleasure. I haven’t seen it but am curious because the British action star Jason Statham is in it and I would sell my grandmother to get a night in the sack with Mr. Statham who is super yummy. The other stars in the flicker are sexy Jet Li, a long on the tooth Dolph Lundren, Bruce Willis, The Arnold and plastic surgery spokesmodel Mickey Roarke. Ain’t hollywood grand?
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The international fashion design demi god Rick Owens is doing a hard bound coffee table book for Rizzoli. In it will be a section on the famed Hollywood dive bar The Spotlight. The book will feature photos by fotogs Brad Fierce and Albert Sanchez and pictures of luminaries like Ron Athey, Glen Meadmore, Goddess Bunny, Kembra of Karen Black Gaultier muse Eugenie, WandatheMan, Jolee, Michele Lamy, Scarlette Rouge and the Vaginal creature. I wrote a special essay for the book with lots of fond memories.
Opening of the Arsenal Curator School, the second year for this very successful educational concept. Arsenal Empress Stefanie Schulte Strathaus decided she wanted the doll to do a repeat presentation of my Rising Stars, Falling Stars program from last year which showcased the suffragette film What 80 Million Women Want from 1913, with a soundscape collage soundtrack by the Blue Brothers Tim & kJohnny. Tim Blue just got back from Dublin with Irish film artist Paul Rowley where their movie The Rooms played to SRO crowds. Tim encouraged the Arsenal audience to interactively join in with the soundtrack to W80MWW by responding to an image,audio, describe a favorite woman, comment on what is radical art, provide an early memory about gender, or thoughts on the history of woman’s rights. The eager showboating crowd ran with it, almost a little too enthusiastically for my tastes—but that’s what happens when you open the floor to the publicum.
My performance involved having Danny Hendrickson re-edit my 2004 film Wo ist Manfred that I made with the beautiful Cyril Kuhn of Zurich back in LA. Dan trimmed things down to 5 minutes from its original 9 min length. Taking on the persona of a ditsy Estonian curator I announced how I dug through the anals of the Arsenal archive and discovered an experimental film fragment unseen since it was made sometime between 1913 and1921. Daniel accompanied my rant and the film gorgeously on klavier accenting a song by Sophie Tucker, the last of the Red Hot Mammas.
Instead of drinks in the Rote Foyer this time a reception was held up in the Penthouse Terrace on the 9th Floor of the Sony Center.
Seen imbibing: The Gregors-Ulrich&Erica, Germany’s first family of film, and the founders of the Arsenal, with their daughter Milena Gregor, Birgit Kohler, Nanna Heidenreich, booty pie male ingenue Ken Duken from the Tarantino film Inglorious Basterds, German thespian Jurgen Vogel—I love his hot musclepud body and bad teeth, Chinese actress Gong Li, British musician Carl Barat of the newly reformed Libertines, humpy Chinese documentarian Lixin Fan(Last Train Home), Felix Knoke of Der Spiegel Online, handsome Jan Klesse the keyboard player with Glen Meadmore’s Cuntry Band who just graduated law school, Sean Nye, the young academic, flirting with lanky dirty blondine American Jake Huey, who just moved to Berlin, film historian Marc Siegel with his juicy intermedia actress girlfriend Susanne Sachsse, Nadja Talmi who has worked tirelessly organizing the curator school accompanied by handsome Uli Ziemons, Anna Muelter of HAU, Djane Olga Damnitz, artist Maggie Schneider, experimental film legend Birgit Hein,Heide Schuelupmann and Karola Gramann of Kinothek Asta Nielsen, Manuel Schubert the Multi Kult FM internet radio presenter with the program Film Highlights, Ena Schnitzelbaumer aka: DJane Metzgerei, artist/filmmaker Angela Melitopoulos and Maxmillian Winkler the lovesexy son of Henry”The Fonz” Winkler. Will someone please tell me what young Max is doing in Berlin? He should be engaged in wild sexual proclivities with Vaginal Davis Jr.
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Had a productive rehearsal with new music project that involves Baby Diaper Joel Gibb, Felix Knoke and Jan Klesse. The name of this super group will either be Tenderloin or Schmusique. Feel free to email my intern Gleeson Brevard at Gleebrevard@aol.com to voice your opinion as to what we should call ourselves.
NYU Performance Studies scholar Tavia Nyongo had a farewell dinner that was lovingly prepared by artist/filmmaker Liz Rosenfeld with assist by British performance artist Richard Hancock. Ms. Rosenfeld is a KreuzKoelln treasure and very talented lady who applies the same approach to cooking that she does to her art. The menu consisted of a pre-course Amuse Bouche selection of bruschetta: fresh peach, pop that cherry tomatoes and tyme salsa, Tuscan white bean spread, burnt sage with negro butter. The appetizer consisted of La Liz’s signature dish: the highly individual beet tarty tart tatain with goat cheese and late summer queer theory salad. The main dish: homemade pussi gnocci in a lemon crème sauce, roasted tupelo fennel, tomato kill karne with candied pumpkin seeds.
It was all too heavenly and topping it off for desert: Lukas Haas lukewarm chocolate cake with lavender and black eyed berries luxuriating in crème fresh.
I am going to miss Tavia who is related to President Obama, but he will be back in Berlin next year.
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Word out to Jens Lichtman the Swedish indie pop star! Give Maggie McDonald publishing credit on your new song “End of the World, Is Bigger Then Love” She came up with that lyric and the idea behind it, so do the right thing if you know whats good for you.
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My partner in Sonnenallee crime Daniel “Haji” Hendrickson, the Scandanavian Muslim will be returning to the states for ten days to visit his parental units in Nashville. He plans on giving me a full report on his trip to Dollywood—the exclusive Dolly Parton themepark in Pigeon Forge. Are there Dolly Parton rollercoasters and Ferris Wheels at Dollywood? The park is only opened during the summer months and I bet its much better then Disneyworld, Busch Gardens or Coney Island combined.
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Little triva item I learned from NPR Berlin. The popular quirky/offbeat grocery brand Trader Joe’s that has stores in California and more recently in New York is owned by the Albrecht Family Trust. The Albrecht Family are a German company that owns Aldi Discount Grocers. See what you learn by reading this very blog.
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One of the cute kasse girls that works at The Arsenal named
Moa, who hails from Stolkholme, Sweden has a delicious art studio in Neu Koelln called Loom, where she and a colleguen do handcraft art objects, and woven sculpture installations and an assortment of other interesting projects. If you’re in the neighborhood check it out. Berlin is really filled with unexpected gems like Loom.
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Film historian Marc Siegel had a family emergency and had to return abruptly to the states, so he wasn’t able to do his workshop at the Arsenal Summer Curator School. Nanna Heidenreich and the Vagimule doll filled in at a moments notice with something we called, . . .I’m Not One To Gossip So You Didn’t Hear It From Me--The Lore and Lure of Archival Modalities. This was our decription:
What makes an archive? They emerge from dealings with relationships and people, they grow out of passion, obsession, idiosyncrasies, but also coincidences. They consist of stories, loose ends, wild associations, and true encounters. Their ingredients are constantly rearranged, as memories are made up or fail, knowledge is passed on, or forgotten and reinvented. Archives are gosssip and gossip is the one true endless archive.
Our presentation was very extemporaneous,featuring clips from Mae West flicks Klondike Annie and She Done Him Wrong plus the Louis Delluc short Fievre. Nanna was great as always, but because I have had so many writing deadlines with an assortment of essays due for art catalogues, I wasn’t able to get a good night sleep and was pure excrement for brains. The young radio presenter Manuel Schubert was in the audience, and he told me afterwards while he was interviewing me for his program that the audience got the point. Oh welpsis, one can’t be on top of it at all times.
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Just heard from Uli Ziemons, the handsomest man in Europe that the new Sylvester Stallone film The Expendables is quite a hoot. One of my old pals from Los Angeles Tim Palen aka: Big Daddy Dino is a theatrical marketing co-president with Lion Gate Films. Daddy Dino use to work for Sony Pictures in the Marketing Division and was the boss of my former Club Sucker partner Frank Rodriguez who now runs his own design firm called Custom Creative with Jeffreyland Hilbert who use to do the hot 90s queer clubs SitnSpin and Hai Karate.
Well getting back to the Stallone flick,I hear it’s the latest guilty pleasure. I haven’t seen it but am curious because the British action star Jason Statham is in it and I would sell my grandmother to get a night in the sack with Mr. Statham who is super yummy. The other stars in the flicker are sexy Jet Li, a long on the tooth Dolph Lundren, Bruce Willis, The Arnold and plastic surgery spokesmodel Mickey Roarke. Ain’t hollywood grand?
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The international fashion design demi god Rick Owens is doing a hard bound coffee table book for Rizzoli. In it will be a section on the famed Hollywood dive bar The Spotlight. The book will feature photos by fotogs Brad Fierce and Albert Sanchez and pictures of luminaries like Ron Athey, Glen Meadmore, Goddess Bunny, Kembra of Karen Black Gaultier muse Eugenie, WandatheMan, Jolee, Michele Lamy, Scarlette Rouge and the Vaginal creature. I wrote a special essay for the book with lots of fond memories.
Sunday, August 22, 2010
HO CHI MENSIS
Attended a major Ms. Gorgeous end of summer Viet Cong Gin&Tonic Party hosted by the incredible gaysian film & video art shtar Nguyen Tan Hoang(4Ever Bottom),who has been delighting Berliners this season during his sabbatical from Bryn Mawr College.
The mood was high octane teutonic festive with most of the members of CHEAP kollective including beautiful fearless leader Susanne Sachsse and film historian Marc Siegel just back from holiday in Espana. Scandanavian Muslim Daniel Hendrickson with his Afro/Ital/German lover Piero Belhommo of La Piero Kolleczione, Arsenal Empress Stefanie Schulte Strathaus and Nanna Heidenreich of Arsenal Experimental getting ready for the Arsenal Summer Curator School that opens August 25th with a special performance by The Vagimule Doll with The Blue Bros Tim & kJohnny and Daniela Marie Hendrickson.
I flirted outrageously with Sexy Sascha Wölck who is Hoang´s number one BFF with his vivacious girlfriend Christina Rogers who looks like a young Romy Schneider with her enchanting chrystaline/azure blue eyes.
Berlin “It Couple” Kate Hers from UC Irvine and her lovesexycool Deutsch/Korean beau Han-Yo aka: Han-Joachim who is a PhD Physicist student---lecher!
Everyone wants a hot Korean boyfriend!
Also making the scene: Anja Michaelsen a charming Korean adoptee in Germany.American artists of the younger generation and flip-flopping couple Carrick Bell & Michael Rocco and Italian biologist/humanist Giovanni Frazzetto. What a hyphenate!
Attended a major Ms. Gorgeous end of summer Viet Cong Gin&Tonic Party hosted by the incredible gaysian film & video art shtar Nguyen Tan Hoang(4Ever Bottom),who has been delighting Berliners this season during his sabbatical from Bryn Mawr College.
The mood was high octane teutonic festive with most of the members of CHEAP kollective including beautiful fearless leader Susanne Sachsse and film historian Marc Siegel just back from holiday in Espana. Scandanavian Muslim Daniel Hendrickson with his Afro/Ital/German lover Piero Belhommo of La Piero Kolleczione, Arsenal Empress Stefanie Schulte Strathaus and Nanna Heidenreich of Arsenal Experimental getting ready for the Arsenal Summer Curator School that opens August 25th with a special performance by The Vagimule Doll with The Blue Bros Tim & kJohnny and Daniela Marie Hendrickson.
I flirted outrageously with Sexy Sascha Wölck who is Hoang´s number one BFF with his vivacious girlfriend Christina Rogers who looks like a young Romy Schneider with her enchanting chrystaline/azure blue eyes.
Berlin “It Couple” Kate Hers from UC Irvine and her lovesexycool Deutsch/Korean beau Han-Yo aka: Han-Joachim who is a PhD Physicist student---lecher!
Everyone wants a hot Korean boyfriend!
Also making the scene: Anja Michaelsen a charming Korean adoptee in Germany.American artists of the younger generation and flip-flopping couple Carrick Bell & Michael Rocco and Italian biologist/humanist Giovanni Frazzetto. What a hyphenate!
Saturday, August 21, 2010
THE SWOLEN BOX
NYU performance studies professor Tavia Nyongo invited me to the opening of Tanz im August´s presentation of Gardenia at HAU 1.The international dance festival happens every year and this is the first time that I have attended the very popular event. Tavia was the moderator for a delightful after performance conversation.Our party included one of Tavia´s cute and charming young students who is in Berlin for a year on a fellowship.
I am not a big fan of dance theatre, and I´ve even parodied it in a short film I made in the 1990s called VooDoo Williamson,The Dona of Dance. This lovely and humour filled work was conceived and stars the transexual Flemish actress Vanessa Van Durme who reminded me of a settled age Justin Bond with some great gams. In our youth obsessed culture its a revelation to see older gals getting their due. I have often thought that men & women become more androgynous as they age, and this work was a testiment to that.
The cast which i believe goes under the company name of Les Ballets C de la B was directed by the team of Alain Platel and Frank Van Laecke. I loved the tableux´s created and the original music score of Steven Prengel as well as the slanted stage design of Paul Gallis. The performers with their Felliniesque rubber faces were supurb.Timur Magomedgadzhie with his Buster Keaton mug was a particular standout. Mr Magomedgadzhie is also a theatre professor, proving that most academics don´t get enough attention in the academy, and occasionally need to moonlight.I appreciated the eye candy of a juicy, muscular Russian dancer added to the mix, but felt he really wasn´t needed.
After the discussion we headed to the WAU cafe and joined local Berlin Shtars Empress Stefanie Schulte Strathaus, Nicole Wolfe and Anna Muelter for a late night supper and drinks that joyfully progressed into the wee hours.
NYU performance studies professor Tavia Nyongo invited me to the opening of Tanz im August´s presentation of Gardenia at HAU 1.The international dance festival happens every year and this is the first time that I have attended the very popular event. Tavia was the moderator for a delightful after performance conversation.Our party included one of Tavia´s cute and charming young students who is in Berlin for a year on a fellowship.
I am not a big fan of dance theatre, and I´ve even parodied it in a short film I made in the 1990s called VooDoo Williamson,The Dona of Dance. This lovely and humour filled work was conceived and stars the transexual Flemish actress Vanessa Van Durme who reminded me of a settled age Justin Bond with some great gams. In our youth obsessed culture its a revelation to see older gals getting their due. I have often thought that men & women become more androgynous as they age, and this work was a testiment to that.
The cast which i believe goes under the company name of Les Ballets C de la B was directed by the team of Alain Platel and Frank Van Laecke. I loved the tableux´s created and the original music score of Steven Prengel as well as the slanted stage design of Paul Gallis. The performers with their Felliniesque rubber faces were supurb.Timur Magomedgadzhie with his Buster Keaton mug was a particular standout. Mr Magomedgadzhie is also a theatre professor, proving that most academics don´t get enough attention in the academy, and occasionally need to moonlight.I appreciated the eye candy of a juicy, muscular Russian dancer added to the mix, but felt he really wasn´t needed.
After the discussion we headed to the WAU cafe and joined local Berlin Shtars Empress Stefanie Schulte Strathaus, Nicole Wolfe and Anna Muelter for a late night supper and drinks that joyfully progressed into the wee hours.
Friday, August 20, 2010
SYMPATHY IS IN THE DICTIONARY BETWEEN SHIT AND SYPHILLIS
For all of you dear readeras who have become enamored of the Macheca or Aztec Warriors semi-regular sex posts. Fret no more because here is a wittle missive from this Southern Cali cunard.
Fechesita,
I never thought I'd be ill enough to say the following: I so miss the smell of your unwashed body! I miss my Crenshaw Rose.
I have been a bit lame on my updates for you. The first update is my gym buddy, the super fit guy with the amazing ass! Well, I got an email from him, very cryptic, just like his first email, inviting me to his place for a morning visit. He knew I was leaving town that night, so I guess he figured i had spare time. I did! I showed up, same set up as the first time. I walked directly into his room. There he was ready to have his hot ass chowed down on. I make myself comfortable and position him the way i like, on his knees, ass arched high as an offering to El Senor Jesus! I see he has some toilet paper fuzz in his crack. If you remember, I had to clean his hole the first time as well. I immediately tell him, don't move I need a towel, he tells me where to get a towel. I give him a good wipe and it's back to business.
I start to chow on his ass, he's hard, this time I don't hesitate to grab his balls and cock, and he's dripping. His face is deep in the pillow. After a few minutes, he reaches under the pillow and pulls out a condom and a small lube pack. Instead of just letting me take it from there, he starts talking: He says, “Papi what you going to do to me?” He repeated that a few times. Hearing that worked me the wrong way, I'm not his Papi, and why would anyone want their Papi to fuck them. I'm thinking what the fuck. So I reach over his body, i was sort of losing my hard on, but I reach down over him, my dick in the crack of his ass, my hands under his body and I whisper in his ear! “Shut up!”
He Shuts UP! I think having sex is primal, horny, sticky and smelly, it does not need any language! I go back to that beautiful ass chowing. I've got him arching, bucking back and forth, I'm tugging on his balls, slapping his lil hard dick, twitching his nipples, he's got some hot nipples-i think you noticed the nipples when i showed you his picture, I for some reason did not pay them any attention on my first visit.
So there I am working this boy. I keep working his hole as I know, his ass is just too hot, i may slip my dick in that hot tight hole and unload in a few seconds. You know, i think Daddy Athey said, “A used hole is a lot more fun then a tight hole.” He's right. I work the condom on, lube myself and then his hole. I take the liberty to finger that hole and he starts to moan, i work my chorizo up and down his crack, play with the hole and make my way in. It's a very tight hole, so we struggle for a bit. I’m hurting him, and that of course gives me the adrenaline rush that i need. I'm all over this boy, I'm digging straight down into his hole, this drives him nuts, so I stop and work a different angle and go back to the first, and then I pull out, and back in, this time targeting the upper part of his hole. I have him locked into my crotch, I'm feeling his body, his abs, his nipples and balls, I'm all over him like some old desperate filipina at a sex club-the kind of character that fuck up everybody else’s game, when no one wants her. He’s in pain and needs me to slow down.
His body is deep red, he's got veins popping out of his neck, he lifts his head out from the pillow, he turns to see me, I see him dead in the eyes, he tells me “I'm ready”.
I drill downward into his hole, I'm almost on top of his body, shoving my dick straight down. I feel him tighten and he unloads! Fuck. I reach under his body, feel his dick, rub his cock with his cum and he's super sensitive, I rub the cum on his abs, I unload, but I don't pull out. I stay in him, he falls flat on his bed, I'm still on top of him. I move my dick around his hole a few times and i pull out. I rolled out of bed and made my way to the bathroom, the condom was fairly clean, not enough to call it a mud slide. I change and make my way out of the house.
i saw him about a week or so later. He gave me his usual Nigga Knock, and just kind of smiled. I was my usual poker face. I went about my business and so did he. Yesterday, I got a text message from him, asking me when I'd be back in town. Oh, my Crenshaw Rose, the things we get ourselves into.
The second Update is this Jewish dude, another Jewish dude! He is a major Cum Freak, he sucked me off at the Zone, a long time ago. i saw him downtown, he started talking to me, I remembered him, but it was a little odd. He gave me his card with an email, he asked for mine. I told him I didn't have one, but to look me up via my company name. I figured he wouldn't and it would be a dead issue. I get an email from him the same day, via my company email address. He invites me to his place for a sucking. I tell him that I wouldn't be up for it. He asked,”if it was his weight gain?” I say, “well, i'm not into bellies, i figured he'd think i'm an ass and I’d be done with him. He replies “stop by,
I will invite another friend, you will like him, i promise.”
He sends me an email the following day and then again a few days later. I give in, and I stop by his place after work. It's over in the High Rent District by Fairfax with all the nice Spanish Duplex apt's. I follow his directions from his email: The door will be open, come in, follow the hall way, strip down naked and walk into the room. I do as I'm told. He is naked on his knees, and he's ready to suck. I ask him to put on a t-shirt, his body is not working for me, He does. He starts to suck on me, and I hear the door open and the footsteps towards the room. I hear somebody taking off their clothes, and then I see this fit, tattoo'd guy walk in naked with a few piercing's, the cock sucker looks up at me and asks “You Like him?” The guy stands right by me, starts to touch my chest, i grab his ass, it's a nice small ass, but the guy is Sporting a Huge Dick! The cock sucker continues to suck my dick, the guy is working my nipples and then gets his cock sucked, we go back and forth until we both cum on the cocksucker's face. We get dressed and split. I have visited this Cocksucker I think about six times now. Weds at 5:00 pm. This dude is able to assemble anywhere from 2-5 guys for his suck sessions. It has been very hot.
More then one of the guys asked me as we walked to our cars, “Dude, you told Mike to put a T-shirt on! I said, “Yes, he’s gotten too chunky”. They were cool with that change. I'm not sure how he gets these guys, but it's been super hot.
OK my Sweet , it's past 2.a.m., I'm hanging out in Fire Island, it's a bit lame out here. I did get some goodies, but nothing to write home about. I'll be in Nueva Jork on Tues.
Warrior
For all of you dear readeras who have become enamored of the Macheca or Aztec Warriors semi-regular sex posts. Fret no more because here is a wittle missive from this Southern Cali cunard.
Fechesita,
I never thought I'd be ill enough to say the following: I so miss the smell of your unwashed body! I miss my Crenshaw Rose.
I have been a bit lame on my updates for you. The first update is my gym buddy, the super fit guy with the amazing ass! Well, I got an email from him, very cryptic, just like his first email, inviting me to his place for a morning visit. He knew I was leaving town that night, so I guess he figured i had spare time. I did! I showed up, same set up as the first time. I walked directly into his room. There he was ready to have his hot ass chowed down on. I make myself comfortable and position him the way i like, on his knees, ass arched high as an offering to El Senor Jesus! I see he has some toilet paper fuzz in his crack. If you remember, I had to clean his hole the first time as well. I immediately tell him, don't move I need a towel, he tells me where to get a towel. I give him a good wipe and it's back to business.
I start to chow on his ass, he's hard, this time I don't hesitate to grab his balls and cock, and he's dripping. His face is deep in the pillow. After a few minutes, he reaches under the pillow and pulls out a condom and a small lube pack. Instead of just letting me take it from there, he starts talking: He says, “Papi what you going to do to me?” He repeated that a few times. Hearing that worked me the wrong way, I'm not his Papi, and why would anyone want their Papi to fuck them. I'm thinking what the fuck. So I reach over his body, i was sort of losing my hard on, but I reach down over him, my dick in the crack of his ass, my hands under his body and I whisper in his ear! “Shut up!”
He Shuts UP! I think having sex is primal, horny, sticky and smelly, it does not need any language! I go back to that beautiful ass chowing. I've got him arching, bucking back and forth, I'm tugging on his balls, slapping his lil hard dick, twitching his nipples, he's got some hot nipples-i think you noticed the nipples when i showed you his picture, I for some reason did not pay them any attention on my first visit.
So there I am working this boy. I keep working his hole as I know, his ass is just too hot, i may slip my dick in that hot tight hole and unload in a few seconds. You know, i think Daddy Athey said, “A used hole is a lot more fun then a tight hole.” He's right. I work the condom on, lube myself and then his hole. I take the liberty to finger that hole and he starts to moan, i work my chorizo up and down his crack, play with the hole and make my way in. It's a very tight hole, so we struggle for a bit. I’m hurting him, and that of course gives me the adrenaline rush that i need. I'm all over this boy, I'm digging straight down into his hole, this drives him nuts, so I stop and work a different angle and go back to the first, and then I pull out, and back in, this time targeting the upper part of his hole. I have him locked into my crotch, I'm feeling his body, his abs, his nipples and balls, I'm all over him like some old desperate filipina at a sex club-the kind of character that fuck up everybody else’s game, when no one wants her. He’s in pain and needs me to slow down.
His body is deep red, he's got veins popping out of his neck, he lifts his head out from the pillow, he turns to see me, I see him dead in the eyes, he tells me “I'm ready”.
I drill downward into his hole, I'm almost on top of his body, shoving my dick straight down. I feel him tighten and he unloads! Fuck. I reach under his body, feel his dick, rub his cock with his cum and he's super sensitive, I rub the cum on his abs, I unload, but I don't pull out. I stay in him, he falls flat on his bed, I'm still on top of him. I move my dick around his hole a few times and i pull out. I rolled out of bed and made my way to the bathroom, the condom was fairly clean, not enough to call it a mud slide. I change and make my way out of the house.
i saw him about a week or so later. He gave me his usual Nigga Knock, and just kind of smiled. I was my usual poker face. I went about my business and so did he. Yesterday, I got a text message from him, asking me when I'd be back in town. Oh, my Crenshaw Rose, the things we get ourselves into.
The second Update is this Jewish dude, another Jewish dude! He is a major Cum Freak, he sucked me off at the Zone, a long time ago. i saw him downtown, he started talking to me, I remembered him, but it was a little odd. He gave me his card with an email, he asked for mine. I told him I didn't have one, but to look me up via my company name. I figured he wouldn't and it would be a dead issue. I get an email from him the same day, via my company email address. He invites me to his place for a sucking. I tell him that I wouldn't be up for it. He asked,”if it was his weight gain?” I say, “well, i'm not into bellies, i figured he'd think i'm an ass and I’d be done with him. He replies “stop by,
I will invite another friend, you will like him, i promise.”
He sends me an email the following day and then again a few days later. I give in, and I stop by his place after work. It's over in the High Rent District by Fairfax with all the nice Spanish Duplex apt's. I follow his directions from his email: The door will be open, come in, follow the hall way, strip down naked and walk into the room. I do as I'm told. He is naked on his knees, and he's ready to suck. I ask him to put on a t-shirt, his body is not working for me, He does. He starts to suck on me, and I hear the door open and the footsteps towards the room. I hear somebody taking off their clothes, and then I see this fit, tattoo'd guy walk in naked with a few piercing's, the cock sucker looks up at me and asks “You Like him?” The guy stands right by me, starts to touch my chest, i grab his ass, it's a nice small ass, but the guy is Sporting a Huge Dick! The cock sucker continues to suck my dick, the guy is working my nipples and then gets his cock sucked, we go back and forth until we both cum on the cocksucker's face. We get dressed and split. I have visited this Cocksucker I think about six times now. Weds at 5:00 pm. This dude is able to assemble anywhere from 2-5 guys for his suck sessions. It has been very hot.
More then one of the guys asked me as we walked to our cars, “Dude, you told Mike to put a T-shirt on! I said, “Yes, he’s gotten too chunky”. They were cool with that change. I'm not sure how he gets these guys, but it's been super hot.
OK my Sweet , it's past 2.a.m., I'm hanging out in Fire Island, it's a bit lame out here. I did get some goodies, but nothing to write home about. I'll be in Nueva Jork on Tues.
Warrior
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
HINTERN HORIZONT
My manly dates for the Billy Miller party at the Polish Loser´s Club in Mitte was Daniel Hendrickson, the Scandanavian Muslim translator to the shtars and Hoang the Vietnamese video artist. Had a lovely time mingling with handsome French Renaissance man Christophe Chemin with his pal, the former art director with Gallic gay rag Tetu. Was also great chittle chatting with delightful Felix Knoke of Der Spiegel Online, who brought his statuesque Tazmanian pal Lilly, who has been biking all over Europe this summer with her German papa. Felix and his hunky roommate Jan Klesse are collaborating with me on a secret musical project, that will also feature Joel Gibb of the Hidden Cameras. Jan has already written a beautiful meloncholy ballad that i recorded the other day.
Also at the BillyBoy party which was a sendoff to Billy and his lover Jeff who are now safe and sound in their hometown of Jersey City, New Jersey. All of Billy Millers eventas with Christian Siekmieir of Exile Gallery were huge hits with the Berliners.
At the Polish Losers club I got to soak in the beauty of handsome Zimbagwian artist Adrian, who has a killer body with a rack of death. Lots of cute young kids and of course the ubuiqutous art fags like DL Alvarez who is back in Berlin from teaching gigs in the states with that cute ginger Gwynel. I am always so suspicious of the art fagulas. Danny Hendrickson wisely reprimands me for being too harsh of a black bitch, as art fags like DL and Gwynel are shy and socially awkward in the presence of giant monster divas like myself who soak up all the oxygen in any room they are in.
Actually when i go to parties i rarely mingle, i just sit in one spot and regally hold court.
One of my beautiful immaculate children of Man!hattan Winston who is an exotic blend of Polish and Japanese is in Berlin till October. Winston is super charming and lovesexy, he just graduated from NYU, is a super model and Longacre „IT“ boy. With Winston at Billy´s party was Bo Burnham the 19 year old You Tube sensation fresh from the Fringe Festival in Scotland, and humpy writer Ned Beauman who wrote the new tome Boxer Beetle and his beau Spanish avant garde clothing designer Diego David Dominguez Gonzalez who works under the name of David Delfin.
Billy Miller´s lover Jeff is so tender and talented. He has been working on a documentary on Galt McDermott who wrote the music to the Broadway musical HAIR, and Jeff is filled with lots of great stories about the old days in New York in the 70s and 80s.
Yusi Ettiman the popular Turkish art guru of Basso kollectiv hosted a goodbye dinner for Billy&Jeff at his spacious Leipziger Loft. The food was magnifique with a continental crowd of art boyganzas from Denmark, England, Italy & France. You never know who you will met at the grand table of juicy Mr. Ettiman.
Had luncheon the other day at Mexican boite Santa Maria with NYU Performance Scholar Tavia Nyongo who just came back to Berlin from holiday in his native Kenya. Tavia is related to President Obama and is subletting a great flat with a marvelous view of Hermannplatz. Too bad Tavia returns to NYU at the end of this month.
Piero Bellomo of La Collezione had me over for one of his scrumpteous meals at his Lutzoplatz compound. Piero is so handsome, warm and generous giving me tons of designer clothes from his latest collection. One tidbit i just found out about Piero is that besides having a German mother and Italian father he is also black African on his fathers side of the family.
Who knew?
My manly dates for the Billy Miller party at the Polish Loser´s Club in Mitte was Daniel Hendrickson, the Scandanavian Muslim translator to the shtars and Hoang the Vietnamese video artist. Had a lovely time mingling with handsome French Renaissance man Christophe Chemin with his pal, the former art director with Gallic gay rag Tetu. Was also great chittle chatting with delightful Felix Knoke of Der Spiegel Online, who brought his statuesque Tazmanian pal Lilly, who has been biking all over Europe this summer with her German papa. Felix and his hunky roommate Jan Klesse are collaborating with me on a secret musical project, that will also feature Joel Gibb of the Hidden Cameras. Jan has already written a beautiful meloncholy ballad that i recorded the other day.
Also at the BillyBoy party which was a sendoff to Billy and his lover Jeff who are now safe and sound in their hometown of Jersey City, New Jersey. All of Billy Millers eventas with Christian Siekmieir of Exile Gallery were huge hits with the Berliners.
At the Polish Losers club I got to soak in the beauty of handsome Zimbagwian artist Adrian, who has a killer body with a rack of death. Lots of cute young kids and of course the ubuiqutous art fags like DL Alvarez who is back in Berlin from teaching gigs in the states with that cute ginger Gwynel. I am always so suspicious of the art fagulas. Danny Hendrickson wisely reprimands me for being too harsh of a black bitch, as art fags like DL and Gwynel are shy and socially awkward in the presence of giant monster divas like myself who soak up all the oxygen in any room they are in.
Actually when i go to parties i rarely mingle, i just sit in one spot and regally hold court.
One of my beautiful immaculate children of Man!hattan Winston who is an exotic blend of Polish and Japanese is in Berlin till October. Winston is super charming and lovesexy, he just graduated from NYU, is a super model and Longacre „IT“ boy. With Winston at Billy´s party was Bo Burnham the 19 year old You Tube sensation fresh from the Fringe Festival in Scotland, and humpy writer Ned Beauman who wrote the new tome Boxer Beetle and his beau Spanish avant garde clothing designer Diego David Dominguez Gonzalez who works under the name of David Delfin.
Billy Miller´s lover Jeff is so tender and talented. He has been working on a documentary on Galt McDermott who wrote the music to the Broadway musical HAIR, and Jeff is filled with lots of great stories about the old days in New York in the 70s and 80s.
Yusi Ettiman the popular Turkish art guru of Basso kollectiv hosted a goodbye dinner for Billy&Jeff at his spacious Leipziger Loft. The food was magnifique with a continental crowd of art boyganzas from Denmark, England, Italy & France. You never know who you will met at the grand table of juicy Mr. Ettiman.
Had luncheon the other day at Mexican boite Santa Maria with NYU Performance Scholar Tavia Nyongo who just came back to Berlin from holiday in his native Kenya. Tavia is related to President Obama and is subletting a great flat with a marvelous view of Hermannplatz. Too bad Tavia returns to NYU at the end of this month.
Piero Bellomo of La Collezione had me over for one of his scrumpteous meals at his Lutzoplatz compound. Piero is so handsome, warm and generous giving me tons of designer clothes from his latest collection. One tidbit i just found out about Piero is that besides having a German mother and Italian father he is also black African on his fathers side of the family.
Who knew?
Tuesday, August 03, 2010
I ADORE BILLY MILLER
Spent the day with little, pretty Billy Miller of STH Magazine, and he is one of the most fascinating people in the world. The information that comes out rapid machine gun style out of his mouth. We had luncheon at Santa Maria the Mexican restaurant on OranienStr and ran into Senol Senturk who looks great with his new short haircut. Billy told me all about David Hurks of Old Reliable now living in some nursing home in Los Angeles, but is being looked after by Dian Hanson the head of Taschen Books adult section. Taschen Books is going to do for Mr. Hurks what they did for AMG and Tom of Finland, namely put out big giant coffee table books. And thanks to John Waters interest David Hurks´photos will be shown at the blue chip New York Gallery of Marion Busky. A young fan of the Old Reliable studio is a very talented and handsome fellow by the name of Christopher Trout who works for Dennis Bell the San Francisco businessman who took over the AMG archive. Billy Miller will exhibit some of the unknown works of the late Bob Mitzer of AMG at Exile Gallery in the fall. This will be the ultimate coupe. Unbeknownst to anyone Mr. Mitzer took photos of women. Most likely the girlfriends of the hustlers he picked up over the many years operating from his Pico Union Compound on 11th Street in Los Angeles. Mr. Mitzer also did commission photography work and its some of these rare fotos that will be shown at Exile in October. Can´t wait. I went to the AMG compound in the 90s when Mr. Mitzer died and what a sight it was to behold. My Afro Sister Clitoris Turner (Bud Thomas) bought some of the many props and posing straps sewn by Mitzer´s mother. I could have killed myself for not taking advantage of the historic gay items, some were just being thrown away. It was really a free-for-all. Jeffrey Hilbert of Sin Bros and Hai Karate fame orchestrated one of the last Bob Mitzer photo shoots that featured 90s hunk Andrew Sears recreating classic Mitzer imagery.
Saturday i went to Exile for the release party of the new issue of STH with sweet young, Polish/Japanese supermodel Winston. Billy was showing his special collection of porn movies like outtakes from Latin Fan Club featuring the most yummiest blatino roughnecks imagineable with tight, taunt bodies and killer weapons between their legs. I also loved an explosive film by Janine Gorden featuring a humpy young thing with a mullet/faux hawk wanking, and Brian Kenny´s homegrown porn with him devestating a tight bodied humpkin.
Sunday night it was the Ullrich Ziemons/Marc Siegel George Kuchar screenings in conjunction with the Berlin Biennale at Arsenal Intitüt für film und video kunst. I adore the Kuchar weather diary series, and all things Gorgeous George. I love my filmmakers raw and nutters. Plus Mr. George made a special hilarious appearance live via Skype to delight the throngs. Also on the bill a wicked selection of short subjects by Austrian filmmaker Friedl vom Gröller. I love what Marc Siegel says about Frau vom Gröller, „Friedl was filmmaker Peter Kubelka's wife, but like most of those macho hetero jerks of the avant-garde, he didn't make filmmaking easy for his wife --It was all about him. Nevertheless, she ditched him and made a number of lovely films, including one great toilet series to warm your hearts.“
Well that toilet film features Ali Jenka of Gelitin kollective volunteering his golden turds for cinematic greatness. Ali was in town for a few day and came by the Cheese Endique Trifecta to pay hommage to the Vagimule Doll. We had a hoot of a time together, as he is one of my favorite German language art shtars.
Friday was invited to a Vietcong din din hosted by filmmaking sensation Hoang. The delicious meal was cooked by his hot topshop lover Dredge. The visiting couple are housesitting for Brazilian filmmaker Karim Anouz. At the dinner party was Dean Zanuck of the filmmaking Dynasty.His father is Richard D. Zanuck and grandfather Daryl F. Zanuck who co-founded 20th Century Fox. Didn´t ask him what he was doing in Berlin as i was busy flirting outrageously with the handsome 37 year old, who mentioned that he has a movie starring Robert Duval and Bill Murray that will be coming out after being in some kind of limbo for centuries. I am not exactly interested in movies starring Robert Duval and Bill Murray so i doubt that i will be seeking out that film any time soon.
Also at the dinner party was film historian Marc Siegel, his beautiful girlfriend Susanne Sachsse, Daniel Hendrickson and his African/German/Italian beau Piero Belhommo, Nanna Heidenreich and her gal pal Djane Olga Damnitz. Special thanks to Ms. Damnitz for fixing by bicycleta which had a flat tire.
Had to go to the American Embassy in Dahlem to renew my passport, it was so easy, breezy covergirl. You just walk right up to the counter---no Q, and i was in and out in less then 15 minutes.
***
O and those of you visiting Berlin and want to check out some nitelife, tonight is DJ Snax´s club Headache. Here is the info: HEADACHE POUNDS August 3rd at Bang Bang Club in Mitte!
Candie Hank - live
Candie Hank (The Mischievous Alter Ego Of Patric Catani) Has Been Messing Up The Musical Landscape From Tokyo To Sao Paolo For Some Time Now. If You Don’t Find Candie Very Likable, Hank Only Confirms This Impression. However, Its Really Only On Stage Where He Truly Lets His Arrogance Loose. It’s Salon Music For Vampires -- Laid Back Terror. It’s A Frantic Ricochet Shot Through The Rubble Of Gone Eras, A Jellyfish Tango Of The Future. Regardless, At The End Of The Day Candie Hank Couldn’t Care Less Whether Digital World Music Is Wanted Or Not. In His Eyes It Just Turned Out To Be ‘A Mixed German Record’.
www.myspace.com/candiehank
www.candiehank.com
Khan - guest DJ
Of Turkish and Finnish decent, raised in Frankfurt and having performed and DJ'd all over the world, Khan is truly an international artist. Starting with techno releases under various names (4E, Shakar Khan, Super 8) released on just as many labels (Mille Plateaux, Harvest, Playhouse), Khan moved on to three releases on New York's Matador, collaborating and touring with Kid Congo, Diamanda Galas and Julie Cruise, co-founding Captain Comatose with Headache host, Snax, and currently releasing under his own imprint, I'm Single. After Candie Hank, Khan continues the party behind the decks. Bang your Headache.
http://www.myspace.com/khanoffinland
Brought to you monthly by international musician and performer Snax and his partner, the irritated Michael R.
Freak out on the dance floor, medicate yourself with one of our dainty SPECIAL COCKTAILS and loll around in the soothing WAGNER LOUNGE downstairs, where Dr. Eklatant presents his quaint vinyl cabinet.
Every first Tuesday of the month
@ Bang Bang Club
Neue Promenade 10
10178 Berlin-Mitte
(S-BHF/trainstation Hackescher Markt)
Spent the day with little, pretty Billy Miller of STH Magazine, and he is one of the most fascinating people in the world. The information that comes out rapid machine gun style out of his mouth. We had luncheon at Santa Maria the Mexican restaurant on OranienStr and ran into Senol Senturk who looks great with his new short haircut. Billy told me all about David Hurks of Old Reliable now living in some nursing home in Los Angeles, but is being looked after by Dian Hanson the head of Taschen Books adult section. Taschen Books is going to do for Mr. Hurks what they did for AMG and Tom of Finland, namely put out big giant coffee table books. And thanks to John Waters interest David Hurks´photos will be shown at the blue chip New York Gallery of Marion Busky. A young fan of the Old Reliable studio is a very talented and handsome fellow by the name of Christopher Trout who works for Dennis Bell the San Francisco businessman who took over the AMG archive. Billy Miller will exhibit some of the unknown works of the late Bob Mitzer of AMG at Exile Gallery in the fall. This will be the ultimate coupe. Unbeknownst to anyone Mr. Mitzer took photos of women. Most likely the girlfriends of the hustlers he picked up over the many years operating from his Pico Union Compound on 11th Street in Los Angeles. Mr. Mitzer also did commission photography work and its some of these rare fotos that will be shown at Exile in October. Can´t wait. I went to the AMG compound in the 90s when Mr. Mitzer died and what a sight it was to behold. My Afro Sister Clitoris Turner (Bud Thomas) bought some of the many props and posing straps sewn by Mitzer´s mother. I could have killed myself for not taking advantage of the historic gay items, some were just being thrown away. It was really a free-for-all. Jeffrey Hilbert of Sin Bros and Hai Karate fame orchestrated one of the last Bob Mitzer photo shoots that featured 90s hunk Andrew Sears recreating classic Mitzer imagery.
Saturday i went to Exile for the release party of the new issue of STH with sweet young, Polish/Japanese supermodel Winston. Billy was showing his special collection of porn movies like outtakes from Latin Fan Club featuring the most yummiest blatino roughnecks imagineable with tight, taunt bodies and killer weapons between their legs. I also loved an explosive film by Janine Gorden featuring a humpy young thing with a mullet/faux hawk wanking, and Brian Kenny´s homegrown porn with him devestating a tight bodied humpkin.
Sunday night it was the Ullrich Ziemons/Marc Siegel George Kuchar screenings in conjunction with the Berlin Biennale at Arsenal Intitüt für film und video kunst. I adore the Kuchar weather diary series, and all things Gorgeous George. I love my filmmakers raw and nutters. Plus Mr. George made a special hilarious appearance live via Skype to delight the throngs. Also on the bill a wicked selection of short subjects by Austrian filmmaker Friedl vom Gröller. I love what Marc Siegel says about Frau vom Gröller, „Friedl was filmmaker Peter Kubelka's wife, but like most of those macho hetero jerks of the avant-garde, he didn't make filmmaking easy for his wife --It was all about him. Nevertheless, she ditched him and made a number of lovely films, including one great toilet series to warm your hearts.“
Well that toilet film features Ali Jenka of Gelitin kollective volunteering his golden turds for cinematic greatness. Ali was in town for a few day and came by the Cheese Endique Trifecta to pay hommage to the Vagimule Doll. We had a hoot of a time together, as he is one of my favorite German language art shtars.
Friday was invited to a Vietcong din din hosted by filmmaking sensation Hoang. The delicious meal was cooked by his hot topshop lover Dredge. The visiting couple are housesitting for Brazilian filmmaker Karim Anouz. At the dinner party was Dean Zanuck of the filmmaking Dynasty.His father is Richard D. Zanuck and grandfather Daryl F. Zanuck who co-founded 20th Century Fox. Didn´t ask him what he was doing in Berlin as i was busy flirting outrageously with the handsome 37 year old, who mentioned that he has a movie starring Robert Duval and Bill Murray that will be coming out after being in some kind of limbo for centuries. I am not exactly interested in movies starring Robert Duval and Bill Murray so i doubt that i will be seeking out that film any time soon.
Also at the dinner party was film historian Marc Siegel, his beautiful girlfriend Susanne Sachsse, Daniel Hendrickson and his African/German/Italian beau Piero Belhommo, Nanna Heidenreich and her gal pal Djane Olga Damnitz. Special thanks to Ms. Damnitz for fixing by bicycleta which had a flat tire.
Had to go to the American Embassy in Dahlem to renew my passport, it was so easy, breezy covergirl. You just walk right up to the counter---no Q, and i was in and out in less then 15 minutes.
***
O and those of you visiting Berlin and want to check out some nitelife, tonight is DJ Snax´s club Headache. Here is the info: HEADACHE POUNDS August 3rd at Bang Bang Club in Mitte!
Candie Hank - live
Candie Hank (The Mischievous Alter Ego Of Patric Catani) Has Been Messing Up The Musical Landscape From Tokyo To Sao Paolo For Some Time Now. If You Don’t Find Candie Very Likable, Hank Only Confirms This Impression. However, Its Really Only On Stage Where He Truly Lets His Arrogance Loose. It’s Salon Music For Vampires -- Laid Back Terror. It’s A Frantic Ricochet Shot Through The Rubble Of Gone Eras, A Jellyfish Tango Of The Future. Regardless, At The End Of The Day Candie Hank Couldn’t Care Less Whether Digital World Music Is Wanted Or Not. In His Eyes It Just Turned Out To Be ‘A Mixed German Record’.
www.myspace.com/candiehank
www.candiehank.com
Khan - guest DJ
Of Turkish and Finnish decent, raised in Frankfurt and having performed and DJ'd all over the world, Khan is truly an international artist. Starting with techno releases under various names (4E, Shakar Khan, Super 8) released on just as many labels (Mille Plateaux, Harvest, Playhouse), Khan moved on to three releases on New York's Matador, collaborating and touring with Kid Congo, Diamanda Galas and Julie Cruise, co-founding Captain Comatose with Headache host, Snax, and currently releasing under his own imprint, I'm Single. After Candie Hank, Khan continues the party behind the decks. Bang your Headache.
http://www.myspace.com/khanoffinland
Brought to you monthly by international musician and performer Snax and his partner, the irritated Michael R.
Freak out on the dance floor, medicate yourself with one of our dainty SPECIAL COCKTAILS and loll around in the soothing WAGNER LOUNGE downstairs, where Dr. Eklatant presents his quaint vinyl cabinet.
Every first Tuesday of the month
@ Bang Bang Club
Neue Promenade 10
10178 Berlin-Mitte
(S-BHF/trainstation Hackescher Markt)
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
QUOTH THE RAVENSWOOD---NEVERMINDACLE
One of my most creative and lovely Bricktop kids Christiane Cegavske has a collection of poetry and art available called A RAVEN IN THE LOOKING GLASS. The work in this collection, much of it rescued from tattered notebooks and sketchbooks, spans about 12 years in Christiane´s illustrious, fascinating life beginning in her early twenties. This revealing work by the creator of the animated film Blood Tea and Red String opens a window into the development of her films and paintings.
124 pages loaded with beautiful full-color art reproductions and poetry!
Buy it now at CreateSpace for $29.99
website: http://christianecegavske.com/books.html
sample pages:http://www.facebook.com
One of my most creative and lovely Bricktop kids Christiane Cegavske has a collection of poetry and art available called A RAVEN IN THE LOOKING GLASS. The work in this collection, much of it rescued from tattered notebooks and sketchbooks, spans about 12 years in Christiane´s illustrious, fascinating life beginning in her early twenties. This revealing work by the creator of the animated film Blood Tea and Red String opens a window into the development of her films and paintings.
124 pages loaded with beautiful full-color art reproductions and poetry!
Buy it now at CreateSpace for $29.99
website: http://christianecegavske.com/books.html
sample pages:http://www.facebook.com
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
BABYLONIAN GORGON BABBLE ON
Last night my young, handsome date was none other then Jan Klesser (roomate of Spiegel Online writer Felix Knoke)Jan plays in Glen Meadmore´s Hot, Horny & Born Again pick-up band whenever the Canadian guitar goddess tours Europa. We went to see The Raspberry Reich, (2004) starring CHEAP kollective´s fearless leader Susanne Sachsse. The movie was being shown as part of the Bruce LaBruce Retrospectacle at Arsenal Institute für film und video kunst.
BLAB´s latest movie LA Zombie starring tiny French porn puppy Francoise Sagat was just banned from the Melbourne, Australia Film Festival, after it was accepted which is such a weird kind of censorship.
Its been years since I´ve seen Raspberry Reich and I think its BLAB´s best film. Its more current now then when it was first released, and Strand Releasing if they were smart, which they are not, should re-release it as its never had a theatrical run. It has the makings of a midnight movie cult creama. Susanne is extroidinary in the lead, and I´d love to see her star in a movie directed by Bruce that is a modern day version of a classix woman´s picture in the vein of 30s flicks starring Irene Dunne or Barbara Stanwyck. This screening was packed to the rafters, I even saw German actress Alexandra Maria Lara and her British beau Sam Riley who played Ian Curtis in the biopic of the musician in the audience. I´ve gone to a few of the BLAB retrospectacle screenings and it was a hoot to see young audiences never exposed to La Bruce discovering the joys of the films Super 8 ½ (1994) Hustler White (1996) and Skin Flick (1999). And all of these movies aren´t dated at all. Arsenal Empress Stefanie Schulte Strathaus needs to be applauded for putting on this retrospective.
I made the mistake of taking my Swedish journalist date who works for the German newsmagazine Der Stern to Skin Flick. He bailed on me before the credits were up.
***
Had a glorious luncheon with film historian Marc Siegel on Saturday at the Kreuzberg Mexican cantina Santa Maria. After downing many margaritas we checked out the Goodbye London-Radical Art and Politics in the Seventies show at the NGBK Gallery. Loved the old posters on display, but this exhibit didn´t exactly thrill me. Later we met up with German filmmaker Oliver Husain who now lives in Toronto. Joined by Daniel Hendrickson, Susanne Sachsse, Anna Muelter and their girlish posse to catch a screening on Unter Der Linden of The Exile (1947) directed by Max Ophuls starring the inegmatic Maria Montez with Douglas Fairbanks Jr. Afterwards we had coffee at the Opera Haus cafe where Mr. Husain revealed to me that he is editing a documentary on the hot dyke Canuck punk band Fifth Column that features the legendary G.B. Jones and Carolyn Azar.
Marcu Siegel also told me sad news that the infamous PowerWalker of Silverlake: Dr. Abbrams died in his jacuzi at the age of 58. Dr. Abbrams was an East Hollywood fixture. For many years hipsters would exchange sitings of the middle aged man who would walk briskly, shirtless through the Silverlake Hills north of Sunset Blvd. He seemed like he was in excellent cardio vascular shape.
Also Love Camel of London sent me news that actress Vonette McGee died age 65. She was a beautiful black actress who was in many blaxploitation films like Blacula and Shaft in Afrika but gained mainstream attention as Clint Eastwood´s color blind love interest in the 1975 film The Eiger Sanction. Many people got her mixed up with another light skinned black actress named Lonette McKee who starred in the films Sparkle (1975) and Cotton Club (1983).
***
I recently received a bunch of emails from fans of this very blog wondering what happened to my flirtation with the Crown Prince of Dabai. Well the young, sexy hot royal who is around 28 years old was fascinated by the doll, but i turned him off when i told him he shouldnt have gotten a nose job. I like men with big honkers!
***
Just got this email from one of my regular contributors who loves telling me the deep dish on his incredible love life, enjoy:
Dear Ms. Davis, I feel like a horny stray dog in this hot humid hellish sticky new york summer, my cock is reptilian zombie and every time I go out, even the fugliest guys make me rage because my dick has nothing better to do than swell up and bulge to near explosion in this concrete sauna. As you know I'm not much of a dinge queen, but I'm currently living in a predominantly Jamaican neighborhood where the men's pheromones are so intoxicating that when one just walks by, I faint in the presence of his Caribbean sex odors.
So I was walking home one day in thin white short shorts when I notice this guy approaching me from pretty far away. He is built like a pro weight lifter, sweat drenches his body so I can see clearly his rock hard nipples, his skin is as smooth and black as freshly poured asphalt and he has deep crazy entrancing eyes. I pretty much just want to drop to my knees and open my mouth right there and slurp down his juices, or just bend over right there on the side walk and wait for him to get closer and see what he does. I actually have no idea what's going on because I am so hot and so horny that by the time he's in front of me he is just standing there staring down... at what? I have a huge rock hard boner, basically popping out of my shorts. For a second I get nervous, think he might kick my ass or something, but then he says 'lookin for some ganja?' which comes out like 'lookin to get fucked?' I eagerly say yes and follow him home.
Before I know it I'm in some random apartment with the biggest cock I've ever seen in my life rock hard in front of my face. He's taunting me, slapping my face with his (no joke) 11inch cock. Then he shoves it in quickly. I can his taste the pre-cum on the back of my throat and I moan. I try to swallow but just can't do it without suffocating. he pulls it out and pushes it in my mouth again, this time it goes deeper but I'm still not even close to getting it even half way in my mouth.
did I mention his apartment is not air conditioned? His shirt is completely soaking wet now. The carnal and spicy smell of his pits drenches the air. He takes it off, holds open my mouth and rings it out all over my face and in my mouth. I feel like I'm drinking the elixir of life, the matmos, that juice of Hercules. It tastes like rum, copper, lemon, arsenic and mole, he might as well have been feeding me a hallucinogenic drug. All I want now is to feel his huge meat inside me.
He tears off my shorts, bends me over and spits on my ass hole. Then he slowly starts to ease he cock in. He's stretching my hole so wide that I am screaming in pain. As he pushes it in deeper I become paralysid and all I can do is let him use me like his fuck toy. He throws me into all sorts of positions and with each one pushes his cock deeper and harder into my hole. Now I'm completely boiling in his jerk stew, my muscles limber and my cock on fire. I can't control myself and start to shoot my load all over the place, then he pulls out his meat and shoves it in my mouth as he cums bucket loads of cum down my throat.
***
Had a lovely breakfast with Ulrich Ziemons the sexiest boy in all of Europe if not the world, and his sweet,cute friend with very pretty eyes Ede. We ate at the Turkish cafe Avallon,which is one of my favorites in the Kreuzeberg areaa off Mehrindamn at Bergman Str.
***
Forgot to give a report on who came to the blockbuster double feature Exile Gallery sommer camp exhibition curated by Billy Miller of STH. Two shows for the price of one-- Lost Horizon which features work by Kathe Burkhart Dean Sameshima and Janine Gordon and Head Shop with juicy pieces by Brian Kenny, Genesis P. Orridge & Lady Jaye all lovingly executed by one of the most amazing men in the world namely William P. Miller, Esquire. Among the gallery goers Wolfgang Tillmans who has a show opening at the trendy London gallery Serpentine, Marc Siegel & Susanne Sachsse, Michael Stipe of REM with his cute French beau, Klaus Biesenbach of MoMA, Eli Sudbrack(AVAF) and underground film director Lothar Lambert.
Last night my young, handsome date was none other then Jan Klesser (roomate of Spiegel Online writer Felix Knoke)Jan plays in Glen Meadmore´s Hot, Horny & Born Again pick-up band whenever the Canadian guitar goddess tours Europa. We went to see The Raspberry Reich, (2004) starring CHEAP kollective´s fearless leader Susanne Sachsse. The movie was being shown as part of the Bruce LaBruce Retrospectacle at Arsenal Institute für film und video kunst.
BLAB´s latest movie LA Zombie starring tiny French porn puppy Francoise Sagat was just banned from the Melbourne, Australia Film Festival, after it was accepted which is such a weird kind of censorship.
Its been years since I´ve seen Raspberry Reich and I think its BLAB´s best film. Its more current now then when it was first released, and Strand Releasing if they were smart, which they are not, should re-release it as its never had a theatrical run. It has the makings of a midnight movie cult creama. Susanne is extroidinary in the lead, and I´d love to see her star in a movie directed by Bruce that is a modern day version of a classix woman´s picture in the vein of 30s flicks starring Irene Dunne or Barbara Stanwyck. This screening was packed to the rafters, I even saw German actress Alexandra Maria Lara and her British beau Sam Riley who played Ian Curtis in the biopic of the musician in the audience. I´ve gone to a few of the BLAB retrospectacle screenings and it was a hoot to see young audiences never exposed to La Bruce discovering the joys of the films Super 8 ½ (1994) Hustler White (1996) and Skin Flick (1999). And all of these movies aren´t dated at all. Arsenal Empress Stefanie Schulte Strathaus needs to be applauded for putting on this retrospective.
I made the mistake of taking my Swedish journalist date who works for the German newsmagazine Der Stern to Skin Flick. He bailed on me before the credits were up.
***
Had a glorious luncheon with film historian Marc Siegel on Saturday at the Kreuzberg Mexican cantina Santa Maria. After downing many margaritas we checked out the Goodbye London-Radical Art and Politics in the Seventies show at the NGBK Gallery. Loved the old posters on display, but this exhibit didn´t exactly thrill me. Later we met up with German filmmaker Oliver Husain who now lives in Toronto. Joined by Daniel Hendrickson, Susanne Sachsse, Anna Muelter and their girlish posse to catch a screening on Unter Der Linden of The Exile (1947) directed by Max Ophuls starring the inegmatic Maria Montez with Douglas Fairbanks Jr. Afterwards we had coffee at the Opera Haus cafe where Mr. Husain revealed to me that he is editing a documentary on the hot dyke Canuck punk band Fifth Column that features the legendary G.B. Jones and Carolyn Azar.
Marcu Siegel also told me sad news that the infamous PowerWalker of Silverlake: Dr. Abbrams died in his jacuzi at the age of 58. Dr. Abbrams was an East Hollywood fixture. For many years hipsters would exchange sitings of the middle aged man who would walk briskly, shirtless through the Silverlake Hills north of Sunset Blvd. He seemed like he was in excellent cardio vascular shape.
Also Love Camel of London sent me news that actress Vonette McGee died age 65. She was a beautiful black actress who was in many blaxploitation films like Blacula and Shaft in Afrika but gained mainstream attention as Clint Eastwood´s color blind love interest in the 1975 film The Eiger Sanction. Many people got her mixed up with another light skinned black actress named Lonette McKee who starred in the films Sparkle (1975) and Cotton Club (1983).
***
I recently received a bunch of emails from fans of this very blog wondering what happened to my flirtation with the Crown Prince of Dabai. Well the young, sexy hot royal who is around 28 years old was fascinated by the doll, but i turned him off when i told him he shouldnt have gotten a nose job. I like men with big honkers!
***
Just got this email from one of my regular contributors who loves telling me the deep dish on his incredible love life, enjoy:
Dear Ms. Davis, I feel like a horny stray dog in this hot humid hellish sticky new york summer, my cock is reptilian zombie and every time I go out, even the fugliest guys make me rage because my dick has nothing better to do than swell up and bulge to near explosion in this concrete sauna. As you know I'm not much of a dinge queen, but I'm currently living in a predominantly Jamaican neighborhood where the men's pheromones are so intoxicating that when one just walks by, I faint in the presence of his Caribbean sex odors.
So I was walking home one day in thin white short shorts when I notice this guy approaching me from pretty far away. He is built like a pro weight lifter, sweat drenches his body so I can see clearly his rock hard nipples, his skin is as smooth and black as freshly poured asphalt and he has deep crazy entrancing eyes. I pretty much just want to drop to my knees and open my mouth right there and slurp down his juices, or just bend over right there on the side walk and wait for him to get closer and see what he does. I actually have no idea what's going on because I am so hot and so horny that by the time he's in front of me he is just standing there staring down... at what? I have a huge rock hard boner, basically popping out of my shorts. For a second I get nervous, think he might kick my ass or something, but then he says 'lookin for some ganja?' which comes out like 'lookin to get fucked?' I eagerly say yes and follow him home.
Before I know it I'm in some random apartment with the biggest cock I've ever seen in my life rock hard in front of my face. He's taunting me, slapping my face with his (no joke) 11inch cock. Then he shoves it in quickly. I can his taste the pre-cum on the back of my throat and I moan. I try to swallow but just can't do it without suffocating. he pulls it out and pushes it in my mouth again, this time it goes deeper but I'm still not even close to getting it even half way in my mouth.
did I mention his apartment is not air conditioned? His shirt is completely soaking wet now. The carnal and spicy smell of his pits drenches the air. He takes it off, holds open my mouth and rings it out all over my face and in my mouth. I feel like I'm drinking the elixir of life, the matmos, that juice of Hercules. It tastes like rum, copper, lemon, arsenic and mole, he might as well have been feeding me a hallucinogenic drug. All I want now is to feel his huge meat inside me.
He tears off my shorts, bends me over and spits on my ass hole. Then he slowly starts to ease he cock in. He's stretching my hole so wide that I am screaming in pain. As he pushes it in deeper I become paralysid and all I can do is let him use me like his fuck toy. He throws me into all sorts of positions and with each one pushes his cock deeper and harder into my hole. Now I'm completely boiling in his jerk stew, my muscles limber and my cock on fire. I can't control myself and start to shoot my load all over the place, then he pulls out his meat and shoves it in my mouth as he cums bucket loads of cum down my throat.
***
Had a lovely breakfast with Ulrich Ziemons the sexiest boy in all of Europe if not the world, and his sweet,cute friend with very pretty eyes Ede. We ate at the Turkish cafe Avallon,which is one of my favorites in the Kreuzeberg areaa off Mehrindamn at Bergman Str.
***
Forgot to give a report on who came to the blockbuster double feature Exile Gallery sommer camp exhibition curated by Billy Miller of STH. Two shows for the price of one-- Lost Horizon which features work by Kathe Burkhart Dean Sameshima and Janine Gordon and Head Shop with juicy pieces by Brian Kenny, Genesis P. Orridge & Lady Jaye all lovingly executed by one of the most amazing men in the world namely William P. Miller, Esquire. Among the gallery goers Wolfgang Tillmans who has a show opening at the trendy London gallery Serpentine, Marc Siegel & Susanne Sachsse, Michael Stipe of REM with his cute French beau, Klaus Biesenbach of MoMA, Eli Sudbrack(AVAF) and underground film director Lothar Lambert.
Monday, July 26, 2010
DE´MODE´
Last nights Rising Stars,Falling Stars at Arsenal Institute für film und video kunst was jam packed with lots of summer visitors to Berlin. Arsenal Empress Stefanie Schulte Strathaus didn´t know most of those in attendance which is a good sign that new people are flocking to The Arsenal. Of course a screening of any film by German ganymede director F.W. Murnau is going to attract the continentally curious. The 1926 film version of Moliere´s Tartuffe starring Emil Jannings in the title role had the SRO crowd gasping in delight at the sheer beauty of this film. Also the compelling experimental live musical accompaniment by the Brothers Blue: Tim & kJohnny further propelled the filmgoing experience.
Seen sipping sect and chittle chatting: British singer Corinne Bailey Rae with rap/pop ingenue Nicki Minaj, New York model and love sexy bon vivante Winston who will be in Berlin for three months, author Wendy Moffat whose new book on Bloomsbury Press A Great UnRecorded History—A New Life of E.M. Forster is the tome i can´t wait to read. Lars Denicke who runs Pictoplasma, the festival for character animations, and his documentary filmmaker ladyfriend were in an annimated discussion with actress Nadine of Neu Kölln and KreuzKölln habitue Antoinette. Daniel Hendrickson, the translator to the shtars was being very flirtatious with Ullrich Ziemons, Berlin „It“ boy and George Kuchar curator for a special program at Arsenal on August 1st that is a must see. Mr. Ziemons who is known as the most desireable man in all of Europe was hosting his Kasiqstan friend Ede who was sharing laughs with beautiful Brazillian filmmaker Melissa Dullius whose humpy boyfriend Gustavo Jahn is back in their native land working on a new semi secret cine project. Dreamy musician Jan Klesser who plays guitar for the Glen Meadmore Kuntry Band whenever they tour europe was charming both the women and then men.
Last nights Rising Stars,Falling Stars at Arsenal Institute für film und video kunst was jam packed with lots of summer visitors to Berlin. Arsenal Empress Stefanie Schulte Strathaus didn´t know most of those in attendance which is a good sign that new people are flocking to The Arsenal. Of course a screening of any film by German ganymede director F.W. Murnau is going to attract the continentally curious. The 1926 film version of Moliere´s Tartuffe starring Emil Jannings in the title role had the SRO crowd gasping in delight at the sheer beauty of this film. Also the compelling experimental live musical accompaniment by the Brothers Blue: Tim & kJohnny further propelled the filmgoing experience.
Seen sipping sect and chittle chatting: British singer Corinne Bailey Rae with rap/pop ingenue Nicki Minaj, New York model and love sexy bon vivante Winston who will be in Berlin for three months, author Wendy Moffat whose new book on Bloomsbury Press A Great UnRecorded History—A New Life of E.M. Forster is the tome i can´t wait to read. Lars Denicke who runs Pictoplasma, the festival for character animations, and his documentary filmmaker ladyfriend were in an annimated discussion with actress Nadine of Neu Kölln and KreuzKölln habitue Antoinette. Daniel Hendrickson, the translator to the shtars was being very flirtatious with Ullrich Ziemons, Berlin „It“ boy and George Kuchar curator for a special program at Arsenal on August 1st that is a must see. Mr. Ziemons who is known as the most desireable man in all of Europe was hosting his Kasiqstan friend Ede who was sharing laughs with beautiful Brazillian filmmaker Melissa Dullius whose humpy boyfriend Gustavo Jahn is back in their native land working on a new semi secret cine project. Dreamy musician Jan Klesser who plays guitar for the Glen Meadmore Kuntry Band whenever they tour europe was charming both the women and then men.
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