THE STONES OF MAGGIARE

Sorry dear followers for not having posted anything in ages. After coming back from my little holiday in Bristol England I fell into a deep Autumnal funk over the recent stroke and seizure of my dear old pal and fellow Watts black diaspora ghetto comrade Mrs. Michael Glass. Mrs. Glass was one of the main geniuses behind the famous Amok Books and their celebrated Dispatch Series. Mrs. Glass also edited an amazing tome on Gilles de Rais and is an extroidinary art photographer, installation artist, musicologist and film expert. She also managed the bookstore and was a curator at Los Angeles Contemporary Exhibitions during its heyday in the industrial section of Los Angeles proper in the 1980s. Before I left Los Angeles for Berlin Mrs. Glass fell into hard times winding up homeless sleeping on the metro rail lines and suffering several strokes and heart attacks. Thank god for Jeffrey Hilbert who along with Gary Stella got Mrs.Glass into a nursing care facility in Silverlake and continued to shower him with love and affection. A lot of Mrs. Glass´s fair weather friends that he hung out with during his time as a DJ at Akbar in Silverlake turned their back on him, but Jeffrey and Gary stayed devoted. The prognosis for Mrs. Glass doesn´t look good. The last thing I heard from Jeffreyland is that Mrs. Glass hasn´t gotten worse but he isn´t any better and is bedridden and comatose.
Other sad, sad news is the sudden death of the first Warhol drag superstar Mario Montez. Mario had been enjoying quite a renewal of his career thankx to the Jack Smith-Live Film´Five Flaming Days in a Rented World Festival curated by Stefanie Schulte Strathaus, Susanne Sachsse and Marc Siegel in 2009 that brought Mario out of retirement from the dulldroms of Florida. Mario was a true sweatheart, and though I didn´t know him that well I felt an instant rapport upon meeting him and his longtime companion Dave back in 2009 and subsequent other times we all hung out. Mario Montez was grace and dignity personified, and will be greatly missed.

Got an email sent to my assistant Glee Brevard from some young British pop star named Jake Bugg who wants to do a musical collaboration with me.  Hmmmm.  Been getting quite a bit of emugs regarding my last two performances in Vienna at the Thýssen´Bornemitza Art Contemporary and my performance at the MMK Museum in Frankfurt where I did this intervention as part of the Helio Oiticica Exhibit at the Palmengarten.

Want to give another shout out of warm thankx to some of the lovely individuals involved with making my performance piece Lesbi Tropicalia-Tea & Sympathy such a knockout/sluggo:

Tea Service Collaborateurs: Alexander Bacon, Johanna Raoust and Sonja Kleinod. The junior curatorial staff of love sexy girls in demand headed by the super talented Ms. Miriam Bettin, Marenka Krasomil,Clare Molloy,Marie Beckmann,Nadine Droste,Désirée Hailzl,Yanna Varbanova, Professor Dr. Stefanie Heraeus,Head Curator at MMK Bernd Reiss,Technical support:Filip Caranica , and the gracious Palmengarten crew: Frau Wittstock and Julia Reiter. I will be back in Frankfurt in January for a workshop at the Goethr Universität and later in 2014 I will teach a block seminar at the University at Geisen which is close to Frankfurt which is becoming my second Deutsch home.

Was taken to dinner by Film Historian Marc Siegel and Skandinavian Muzlim warrior Daniel Hendrickson to this amazing Korean restaurant in Mitte called YamYam at Alte Schönehauser Str 6. The food was beyond divine and we later went next door to a little cute café for coffee and cake and our waiter was a pretty little pud of a British boy. Zufukar the juicy Sheik of Araby scholar and politikal acktivist joined us and a delightful time was had by one and all.

VISIONARY EELS

Camel took me to a goodbye Bristol digestive feast at a cute Latin fusion joint called Las Iguanas on my favourite street White Ladies Road. We were surrounded by lots of booty pies and the restaurants hostess was a young tunte with an enormous Dickensian Fagin chin that would do Witchy poo from HR Puff’n Stuff proud. The food was delicious in a Sid &Marty Kroft anime like fashion. Early in the afternoon we had coffee and cake at the Boston Tea Party and counted ginger haired male beauties that passed our little viewing perch near the window. In the morning we ate at the tiny Havana Café which is ruled by a Jurgen Bruning doppleganger tante who was very inquisitive about both the Camel and I asking us a million questions. Too bad the students eating at the Havana were doughy and ungainly, but we did get to see some juicemongers passing our seats near the picture window. Watched the Australian coming of age drama Puberty Blues at Kino Love Camel before calling it a nite taking a bath in Camel's large Edwardian tub. We were going to go to a gay bar, but when we walked by one there was some binge drinker challenging everyone to fight him and some pepperpot Polish man took him up on his offer and they started to slug it out in the middle of the street Fight Club freestyle. Ta Bristol. I hardly got a chance to know ya!

BEHIND THE CAMELABRA

Last night attended the book launch at the Arnofini Museum of Ron Athey’s artist book launch Pleading in the Blood a detailing of the father figures art and performances.  Very intimate group came to see Ron and special guest star Judy Chelsea Manning LaBruce.  Ron is such a love god and one of the smartest, well-read artists on the international scene who has gone through so much in bringing the world his intense and genius vision.  Ron grew up as a child Pentacostal minister in a dust bowl white family living in an inner city LA neighbourhood. Ron’s family were too poor for white flight to the posh suburbs.  My favourite story of Ron’s childhood was that he use to force his older big dicked retarded brother to fuck him.  People who are developmentally disabled sometimes have humongous penises that they don’t know how to properly use.  Ron’s poor brother didn’t want to have incestual relations with Ron, but Ron being such a brat and a horndoggy tween  didn’t take no for an answer and smacked his older brother into complacency and told him to, “shut up and fuck me.”  Ron’s mother Joyce who is schitzophrenic and has been institutionalized for decades is also quite a hornpig, as the caretakers of her mental asylum are always catching her in compromising positions with young Latino gangbangers.  Joyce is in her 70s and still quite hot-to-trot.  So in the Athey household the acorn doesn’t fall far from the tree.  As part of his presentation Ron showed one of his films he collaborated on with Cyril Kuhn that was filmed in my old streamline modern Korea town flat from the early 1920s.  I miss that old apartment.  My scenes in LaBruce’s Hustler White was also filmed in that incredible building.  The celebutants at Ron’s event last night:  Love Camel Andrea Novarin, Mad Alan the lovesexxxy celebrated illustrated man with tattoed eyeballs who is also a Druid high priest who took Ron and Bruce La Bruce to Stonehenge on the Equinox  for a ceremony he presided over, UK treasure Lois Keidan of the Live Art Development Agency, acclaimed scholar Dr. Jennifer Doyle who will be working and writing in London for the remainder of the year on an academic fellowship, Nikolas Kasinos the beautiful Greek performance artist, and Ron’s major Ms. Gorgeous lover Sage Charles who is the sweetest and personable young man I’ve ever had the divine pleasure to meet and is the perfect companion for my Papa Athey who its easy to see is ravenously in love.  Walking back home from the Athey spectacle I was all aglow as Camel and I strolled down this funny street called WhiteLadies Road.  I feel lucky that I have been staying at Camels cozy and comfy flat with so many hunky young college boys running around.  Camel and I had breakfast back at Café Lido and saw the stunning waiter this time with his clothes on, then we went to Castle Park to cruise and oogle juicy male co-eds, stopped by The Reminder Bookstore and i picked up a paperback copy of the Jon Ginoli book DeFlowered-My Life in Pansy Division which was on sale for the New York bargain price of 40p, Bad Reputation, The Unauthorized Biography of Joan Jett and Gavin Lambert’s On Cukor.  We had some cake and coffee at this little café called The Bird Cage, did more eye candy hairy augenballing and treated ourselves to the most delicious milkshakes and malteds at the Gourmet Bourg House on Queen’s Road-how appropriate.  Correction:  Love Camel’s personal film archive is over 5000 film titles not 2000.  The Camel showed me this great film from 1968 called Girl on a Motorcycle starring Marianne Faithful and Alain Delon and a documentary where Marianne Faithful goes in search of the truth about her Austrian mother and Jewish grandmother during the World War II years.  Also saw this twisted flicker starring a long on the tooth Lana Turner and queeny George Chakiris from 1969 called The Big Cube.

RACIALLY EXHAUSTED

I am in awe of the enormous amount of young beautiful boys in Bristol. I have been doing quite a bit of lighthousing with the Love Camel as we walk the city streets together soaking up the male atmosphere. In the late afternoon we had café und kuchen at this cute little bistro called Lido that is directly across the street from the Camel’s lovely flat. Lido use to be a public bathhouse and has a giant heated outdoor pool that we sat next to gorging on the feast of a humpy young man with one of the most scintillating bodies I have seen in quite some time. He was tall, with dark hair, broad shoulders with muscles on top of muscles and a nice peaches and cream complexion. The man was a KO in no uncertain terms. My John Wayne Gacy glare couldn’t be contained. Watching this hungthrob swim laps was sheer joy. The man was creeped out by us I think because after about an hour he left the pool to get dressed and we discover he is a waiter at the Lido taking a swim before he started his work shift. Camel and I then went to the art house cinema near the university green to see a strange little film called Kelly & Victor set in Liverpool where I will be in November for the Homotopia Festival. The dialect spoken in this film was very hard for an American to understand. The lead actress Antonia-Campbell-Hughes was quite good. She reminded me of the actress who played Salome in the Ken Russell version of Salome’s Last Dance from the late 1980s. I didn’t really like this film as I wasn’t in the mood for something so bleak. Camel and I had dinner at this Asian fusion place called Wagamama that was tasty, then we went back to the flat to peruse Camel’s collection of over 2000 films. We settled on having a mini marathon that included the film Pandora and the Flying Dutchman starring a ravishing Ava Gardner and a young James Mason, followed by Godard’s Breathless and the oddest film I have ever seen in my life called An American Hippie in Israel produced by the former vaudeville star Georgy Jessel from 1972 which the Camel proclaimed as a version of Lord of the Flies as re-imagined by a director possessed by the demon spirit of Ed Wood Jr.

PRALLE EROTIK

I forgot to mention that Ken Norton the Heavyweight Boxing Champion died recently age 70. I will always remember Mr. Norton as the star of the sexploitation film Mandingo playing the hot sexy lead jubas jubilee who white matinee idol Perry King falls madly in love with and wants to chug-a-lug from his treetrunk penilesaurus.
Just got this emug from sexy American Latino shtar Gio Black Peter:ello friends - I hope you are having a wonderful summer. 
I am currently in Europe performing and exhibiting new artwork and would like to invite you and your friends to come. Below are my tour dates- I hope to see you there :)-also excited to announce that the music video "BOX" directed by yours truly has been accepted into the Pink Screen Film Festival in Brussels (November 2013). The video is a new song which I collaborated on with "Nursing Home" frontman Justin Symbol. You can find it here https://vimeo.com/70451531
Sending you some love x gbp
BRUSSELS
Sept 20 LAST DAYS OF
Sept 22 Belgica Bar DJ SET
Sept 24 New drawings exhibition @ Darakan Bookstore
PARIS
Sept 28 Jerk Offestival et COCKORICO you can pre order tickets
BERLIN
Oct 2 Chantals House Of Shame
FRANKFURT
Oct 3 Live @ The BOXBRUSSELS Pink Screens Film Festival November 7th -16th, at Nova Cinema
Love Camel took me for a mega tasty capaccino at this cutesy lil place in Clifton Village called 194 Fahrenheit and then we had a womanly breakfast at the Boston Tea Shop and then we went to a tiny bookshop and i bought a copy of Ava Gardner’s autobiography Ava-My Story, Ivor Novello-Portrait of a Star by Paul Webb and Chaplin’s Girl-The Life and Loves of Virginia Cherrill by Miranda Seymour. I will have a lot of books to take home as Camel has given me these tomes: Sex Lives of the Hollywood Idols by Nigel Cawthorne, Marlene Dietrich by her daughter Maria Riva and Art Deco Fashions-French Designers 1908-1925.



Walking around Love Camel’s neighbourhood we passed through Princess Victoria Street and a stately long block of row houses that outdid Downey Street, and a few steps up a hill and a park was this beautiful suspension bridge that overlooked the picturesque River Devon. I forgot to tell you that Bristol is also the home of Princess Caraboo the fake East Indies Princess from Coventry England times. Phoebe Cates starred in the wonderful film version of this historic story.

DIE WAHLBEOBACHTERIN

In Bristol with the famous Love Camel aka: Andrea Novarin. Camel has been living in Bristol for six months working for the Internet Movie Data Base. His flat is gorgeous with fancifull views in the Clifton neighbourhood near the University of Bristol and believe you me everywhere you look there are hot humpy fit young college boys in various stages of undress. Yummy. Its so sweet of the Camel to fly his Vagimule doll here and treat me to a special holiday. My last vacation was in 2010 when Love Camel invited me as his guest for a week-end get-away to Paris. Its so bizarre for me being in a city and not having to be on or perform. I am not use to just relaxing and doing absolutely nothing. The weather is fab, warm with clear skies. Ron Athey will also be in Bristol to do a book presentation at the Arnolfini Gallery Thursday with a special appearance by Judy Chelsea Manning LaBruce and possibly also Dr. Jennifer Doyle so looking forward to that reunion with all my sweet daddy girls.

Upon arriving in Bristol Camel whisked me off to their one Mexican restaurant called Casa Mexicana in the Redland District. The food was de-lovely and de-lish! Walking back to the Camel’s flat he took me past Bristol’s Melrose Place which was a hoot. Camel also gave me a book called The Naked Guide to Bristol which has a chapter on all the Bristol celebutants that include Cary Grant, journalista Julie Burchill, the girl band Bananarama, the graffiti artist Banksy, John Cleese of Monty Python fame, David Prowse of Star Wars, art shtar Damien Hirst, comedy legend Bob Hope, Sir Michael Redgrave father of Vanessa Redgrave, JK Rowling writer of the Harry Potter series, and Hugo Weaving of Priscilla Queen of the Desert and Matrix franchise. This is my first time in Bristol. Was told that it was like the San Francisco of the UK, but I find it more like Vancouver, Canada with its hilly crests and crevices and pretty landscaping. The first time I was aware of the city of Bristol was from the 1972 film A Day in the Death of Joe Egg directed by Peter Medak(The Ruling Class, The Krays) and starring Alan Bates and Janet Suzman.

Had laundry party with Manuel Schubert to wash clothes before running off to Bristol, England. Don’t want to go on vacation wearing smelly chonies. Manuel was giving me his reflections about the recent elections here in Berlin where Mrs. Angela Merkel has won another term as Chancellor of all Germania. Now its official: Germany has officially turned into a completely conservative country. I predict that before the end of this school year Mrs. Merkel will be involved in a scandal concerning her unorthodox private sexual proclivities and it will be revealed that her Phd In Physics was bought through the internet. Mark my words. Friday I had a belated birthday breakfast with one of my fav Berlin ladies Ms. Nanna Heidenreich who is an utter delight. Nanna is not only one of the senior curators with Forum Expanded section of the Berlinale but she is also an in demand theorist and scholar.

Rising Stars, Falling Stars-We Must Have Music was dynamic Sunday evening at Arsenal Institut fur film und Video Kunst with a screening of the most unusual Indian Tamil language avant garde film Donkey in a Brahmin Village by John Abraham from 1978. The movie had everyone shaking their head and talking including Arsenal Empress Stefanie Schulte Strathaus who will soon be going into hyperdrive with Forum Expanded for this year’s Berlinale with her hot team of award winning curators, also seen and heard: film historian Marc Siegel with the divine actress Susanne Sachsse, Markus Ruff of Living Archive, Jewish Muslim Daniel Hendrickson, artist Simone Schardt, that dancing duo of Trixie Schonherr aka Beatrice Cordua and Dr. Tanja, the brilliant and charming specialist in Russian/Soviet film Barbara Wurm with a muscular young hungthrob, Sebastian Silva the Chilean born director who lives in New York and Argentine lovesexxy filmmaker Matias Pinero.



Earlier Sunday I had breakfast with handsome Landgraf Jan Klesse of Tenderloin who now lives in Leipzig. I adore Jan who filled me in on gossip about Los Angeles where he was in January visiting his beautiful and talented wife Ms. Glen Meadmore. Jan told me some LA gossip but its too explosive to repeat so i have had to censor it.  Sorry.  Its amazing I was able to introduce a film Sunday nite as Saturday evening I was DJane-ing till 5am the closing night party for the Listen Up-Feminist Music Festival at Sud Block. I had a great time at Listen Up! chanting the mantra of Change the Rules. As we all know the Berlin music scene is very male dominated so having an alternative to that is very much needed. The Listen Up Team consisted of sultry Brooklyn musical transplant Miss Leah King, the girls of Ruby Tuesday, Berlin’s Lady Fest, La Moustache and Jenny Cyber Cashy one of my ueber talented former students from when I taught at Weissensee Art Academy. Friday was a concert at Gretchen that featured Noblesse Oblige, Raeuberhoehle, Turkish/Deutsch rapperin Ebow, DJane Bearcat and Hanin Elias the Syrien co-founder of Atari Teenage Riot. The night I DJaned I saw nuanced performances by Mary und Mandy who are two sweet handicapped musicians who reminded me of a German version of the Roaches, a young girl punk band called The Levitations who really rocked out with their double barrelled cocks out, A Thousand Yellow Daisies featuring the Maria Muldair sounding Annemieke on guitar, and Katja von Helldorft/ Cristian Forte of tango band LeiseyLento. The staff of Sud Block really treated me wonderfully including the super friendly bar manager, hot muscle butch sound lady and juicy lighting designer. Ran into Joel Gibb of the Hidden Cameras with Felix Knoke and Landgraf Jan Klesse of Tenderloin, filmmakers Benh Zeitlin and Na Wong-Jin of South Korea and Laura Poitras.

SINI ISTIYORUM

Rising Stars Falling Stars - with Vaginal Davis, a Donkey and two John Abrahams - September 2013 by Filmanzeiger on Mixcloud

GLANZ UND ELEND DER KURTISANEN

Didn’t know it was Berlin Art Week until i ran into Ali Janka of Gelatin and his lover Babi Papi aka: Gunther Gerdes at the Folsom Street Fair Europa. This version of the Folsom Street Fair is very high on expensive fetish costumes and acting out. Not as raunchy as the Bay Area version where porn models let every Tom’s Harry Dick fellate him in public as part of their charitable mercy sex obligation. Strolled about for 30 minutes or so looking for eye candy but grew tired of all the sex lizards with melting flesh and decided to call it quits. Had a hard time trying to find the Schinkel Pavillion off of Unter der Linden because of all the tedious construction in the area. But it was well worth it to attend the Gelatin discursive construction versus communicative destruction with Anettia Mona Chisa, Lucia Tkacova, Kris Lemsalu, Michael Sailstorfer, Thomas Zipp, Katrin Plavcak, Wolfgang Ganter, Tom Humphreys, Will Benedict, Simon Denny, Daniel Keller, Lucie Stahl, Michelle Di Menna, Karl Kolmqvist, Gerwald Rockenschaub, Anna Ly Sing, and Douglas Gordon. From Thursday till Saturday you can watch the Vienna gang and pals construct their sculptures from 4-9pm with a grand opening Wednesday Sept 25 at 7pm. Thank Jehovah of Armies for the whimsical wonder and splendour that is Gelatin!!!!

This weekend the doll will be DJaning my spinderella mix of femme pop rock slop, indie punky funky,freestyle and disco damageria for the Feminist music festival Listen UP which seeks to change the rules where most musical festivals are dominated by dullard men. Listen UP begins Friday Sept 20th at Gretchen and features performances by Noblesse Oblige who have a new video of a remake of The Eagles Hotel California along with Hanin Elias, Elbow, Raeub Erhoehle and DJ Bear Cat with panel discussions and free workshops and more performances Saturday at Sued Block at Kottbusser Tor with musical sets from A Thousand, Yellow Daisies,Leah King, Mary & Mandy and LeiseyLento. Sunday is Rising Stars, Fallilng Stars-We Must Have Music with a rare screening of the Indian Avant garde film Donkey in a Brahmin Village, 1978 directed by John Abraham.

DER HIMMEL IST IM OARSCH

Was invited by Baby Diaper Joel Gibb to be his plus one at the Berlin Music Week’s Berlin Festival at Templehof Airport to see The Pet Shop Boy’s. Had never been inside the old Nazi Aeroport Building which is simply major Ms. Gorgeous. The last big concert festival I attended was the first Coachella Music Fest in the California High Desert. I was writing regularly for the LA Weekly so I had VIP passes and got to enjoy the VIP area which featured a comfy lounge with free vegan food, drinks and gift bags. The Berlin Festival VIP area was very far from the main stage and did have some comfortable couches and chairs, but nothing was free. I was glad that you couldn’t hear any of the bad techno music from the dance areas or sound from the other stages of mediocre bands. The only groups that I recognized were the headliners, Blur, Bjork and My Bloody Valentine. I liked that the Pet Shop Boys presented their ouvre in jukebox fashion complete awkward modern dancers and ill video projections, but being a woman of a certain age with bad knees and feet that swell if I stand too long prevented me from seeing the entire concert and I left halfway through the proceedings. Before the Pet Shop Boys performed Joel and I hung out with Peaches and her posse and REM great Michael Stipe and his French loverboy art photog Thomas Dozol. Went to Kino Arsenal to see the restored version of GW Pabst’s Joyless Street starring the great Asta Nielsen, Greta Garbo and a hilariously perverse Valeska Gert. Eunice Martin accompanied the 1924 film with majestic aplomb. Around the corner from my studio in the Rote Insel section of Berlin is a tiny neighbourhood theatre called Xenon which was playing the 2010 Travis Matthews film I Want Your Love. I liked the short subject internet series In My Room by Mr. Matthews that featured Brontez Purnell of West Coast Indie rock sensations Gravy Train and The Young Lovers so I decided to see this film. The movie is very San Francisco, and the only thing I enjoyed about it was the scenes with Mr. Purnell who should have been the focus of the film as the other characters weren’t very engaging. Besides Brontez their were a few playful graphic sex scenes, unfortunately the rest of the sex was presented in a conventional modern gay porn manner. Took the speed train to Frankfurt with film historian Marc Siegel for my intervention at the Palmengarten as part of the Helio Oiticica exhibit at the MK Museum fur Modern Kunst. I was supposed to present my performance for one guest at a time inside the Oiticica sculpture but because of the rain my event was moved into the lovely Botanical Gardens of the Palmengarten which turned out to be the perfect location for a Lesbian Seperatist Tea Party that I titled: Lesbi Tropicalia-Tea & Sympathy. I didn’t expect that so many people would want to share tea and dainties with me and the evenings muse the late writer Ingeborg Bachmann, but it turned into a mad house scene. Luckily my collaborators were some hot young baby dykes that included Miss Johanna who was the overall security gal who escorted each guest for their audience with la diva. Its so wonderful to have in-charge lesbianas on my team, that also included Miss Sonja a stylish and lovesexy Heather Casills doppelganger who actually served the tea with panache and grace and boy baby dyke Alex who was the official greeter. Miriam Bettin one of the junior curators and her excellent team did a fantastic job,and I love them all. The VIPs who came included Marc Siegel and theorist Maxmillian Jorge Henderer Cruz who is an Oiticica expert and co-editor of the exhibition catalogue and Oiticica translator, Peter Gorsch Lueter the vice director of MMK Museum with his lovely wife Maria, Bernd Reiss the muscular dark haired curator who supervised events at the Palmengarten, Stefanie Hereaus the head of curatorial studies at the Staede Schule and Goethe Universitat, Nikolaus Hirsch the director of the Staedel Schule whose first event as director was one featuring Vaginal Davis and this his last event with Staedel Schule featuring the Vaginal D doll, Bernhard Jussen the Leibniz Prize winning historian and husband of Ms. Hereaus, Ulrike of the Film Museum Frankfurt, Phillip Crackau the hottest of the young, delicious Goethe Universitat students who waited for 2 hours to see Ms. Davis but had to be sadly turned away, Paula the coordinator of the Brazil Year at Frankfurt Book Fair, artist Adrian Williams and Neo Con Jurgen Habermus Germany’s most famous living philosopher who must be the most unusual of Vaginal Davis’s many fanatics.

STOMPING AT THE SAVOY

Whooshing in the former East at the compound of Susanne Sachsse for a bruncheon celebrating a visit from the James Caan doppleganger father of film historian Marc Siegel. The elder Siegel and his longtime companion travelled to Berlin all the way from suburban Detroit. The Sachsse/Gershe/Siegels will then venture to Lake  Perry Coumo and have an audience with Sir George of Clooney the closeted Hollywood actor and his humpy young boyfriend. It was a very festive gathering that featured such stellar VIP’s as Empress Stefanie Schulte Strathaus, Nanna Heidenreich, Daniel Hendrickson, Richard Gersche and his lovesexy bestfriend and roommate Jacob and Richard’s lovely girlfriend Miss Vicki who has not only one but two starring roles in German films coming out soon. Saturday I welcomed back to Berlin the handsomest man of all Europa Uli Ziemons with a breakfast meeting at Mokalola on Lebener Strasse the Marlene Deitrich street in the Rote Insel. Uli was looking quite hot and very tanned and relaxed from his holiday in Greece with Little Alex of Macedonia. He also went to the Locarno Film Festival where he saw several films that were part of a George Cukor retrospektacle and a new film from Canada called The Dirties that was quite a hilarious hoot. Friday I had bruncheon at the Baby Diaper Joel Gibb of the Hidden Cameras’ Rixdorf Villa along with Dree Hemmingway the daughter of my old pal Mariel Hemmingway and international supershtar DJane Honey Dijon who has a new album coming out and has been working on some music with the Baby Diaper. I also recorded my Rising Stars, Falling Stars text for Miss Honey to use on a track. Saw the fantasy film The Mortal Instrument which is trying way too hard to be the next Twilight franchise, one of the actors who is Irish named Robert Sheehan plays a dweeb with glasses and is very cute reminding me of Little Alex of Macedonia and there is a tall stately Asian actor who plays a gay Warlock who is extremely sexy but poor CCH Pounder’s talents are completely wasted in this film. Lucky for Ms. Pounder she gets killed. Was invited to luncheon with Manuel Schubert of FilmHighlights Magazine and his visiting ganymead film historian friend. They took me to this great Japanese restaurant across the street from UDK near the Zoo Station. One thing I miss about not living in Los Angeles is Japanese food. Had another late summer laundry party with Mr. Schubert after which we ventured to Mokalola for breakfast and then to see a guilty pleasure Hollywood film in the form of We’re the Millers starring Genital Aniston who I can’t believe still gets starring roles in movies and Jason Sudeikis who reminds me of 1940s comic actor Eddie Bracken along with Emma Roberts the daughter of Eric Roberts and niece of Julia and a dorky ginger haired Brit boy Will Poulter who was just adoreable playing a teenage nebbish.