LITTLE JUDY KELLY
These ramblings from our favorit Canuck, Bruce "Judy" LaBruce:
oh yeah, i saw the Galiano thing in tetu. he totally ruined the tony ward hustler white look. added mucklucks and chains and his cowboy hat was too big and new looking – he made him look like
a faggot eskimo cowboy.
i’m sure you look glamorous, like jeremiah johnson. i dunno. i’m all confused about the muslim now. i vaseline between getting all emotional and torn up that he’s leaving and kind of thinking that it might be all for the best. he definitely has to go back and sort out his destiny and her child. ah well. you know me. i’m like you. a loner with a boner.
ha ya here comes the gay divorce. i saw him on tv getting married or something too! he’s always been soooo politically correct. get this. scott thompson is making a reality show for canadian tv about gay marriage. he finds gay and bulldagger couples who want to marry and sort of acts as the wedding planner. it’s really bizarre. he says all the couples are totally dysfunctional and their families usually hate them. figures. xxxxxxxx blab
kisses
Wednesday, December 08, 2004
Thursday, December 02, 2004
RASPBERRY TRETREICT
It has emerged that the brains of three leading members of the urban
guerrilla group, the Red Army Faction, including its leader, Andreas Baader,
have disappeared after being preserved for scientific research.
The ghoulish revelation comes just days after the daughters of Ulrike
Meinhof, another of the revolutionaries, finally won permission to have her
brain returned for burial.Her brain was also held after her suicide in jail in 1976.
The group, also known as the Baader-Meinhof Gang, began a campaign of
political killings and kidnappings of senior business leaders in the 1970s
aimed at overthrowing the state.Theft possible The leading news magazine, Der Spiegel, now reports that the organs of the three members were removed for scientific research in the 1970s, only to disappear.
The three, Andreas Baader, Gudrun Ensslin and Jan-Carl Raspe, killed
themselves in jail in 1977, after first a kidnapping, then a jet hijacking
failed to secure their release.
Richard Meyermann, head of the Neurological Research Institute of Tuebingen
University where the tests were done, is quoted as saying he could not
account for the disappearance of the organs. They might have been moved to make way for other objects and then finally burned, he said, but he could not rule out theft.
Meinhof damaged It emerged last week that tests on Ulrike Meinhof's brain soon after her death cast doubt on her fitness to stand trial.
The investigation showed indications of brain damage resulting from an
earlier operation. But the latest revelations indicate the authorities had a morbid fascination with the revolutionary killers and the motives for their violent campaign. It emerged recently that an unauthorised death mask of Andreas Baader had
been made by one of the medical team.The news comes amid concerns that a series of films about the violent 1970s have portrayed the killers as pop icons.
It has emerged that the brains of three leading members of the urban
guerrilla group, the Red Army Faction, including its leader, Andreas Baader,
have disappeared after being preserved for scientific research.
The ghoulish revelation comes just days after the daughters of Ulrike
Meinhof, another of the revolutionaries, finally won permission to have her
brain returned for burial.Her brain was also held after her suicide in jail in 1976.
The group, also known as the Baader-Meinhof Gang, began a campaign of
political killings and kidnappings of senior business leaders in the 1970s
aimed at overthrowing the state.Theft possible The leading news magazine, Der Spiegel, now reports that the organs of the three members were removed for scientific research in the 1970s, only to disappear.
The three, Andreas Baader, Gudrun Ensslin and Jan-Carl Raspe, killed
themselves in jail in 1977, after first a kidnapping, then a jet hijacking
failed to secure their release.
Richard Meyermann, head of the Neurological Research Institute of Tuebingen
University where the tests were done, is quoted as saying he could not
account for the disappearance of the organs. They might have been moved to make way for other objects and then finally burned, he said, but he could not rule out theft.
Meinhof damaged It emerged last week that tests on Ulrike Meinhof's brain soon after her death cast doubt on her fitness to stand trial.
The investigation showed indications of brain damage resulting from an
earlier operation. But the latest revelations indicate the authorities had a morbid fascination with the revolutionary killers and the motives for their violent campaign. It emerged recently that an unauthorised death mask of Andreas Baader had
been made by one of the medical team.The news comes amid concerns that a series of films about the violent 1970s have portrayed the killers as pop icons.
Wednesday, December 01, 2004
LADY BE GOOD
This little emug sent to me from the great Bruce "Judy" LaBruce of LaCanada in Toronto.
you sound like mary beth hurt in interiors. wait a minute. you are mary beth hurt in interiors. no i don’t know about the other designer who did a bruce labruce hustler white collection. who might that be? i can’t keep track of everyone who rips me off – er, i mean pays homage to me. i just got back from berlin and stockholm. in berlin i ate bad sushi and just barely got accomplished what i needed to. in stockholm i was on the jury for the international film festival. i saw about 18 features and 14 short films in a week. it was fun, more or less. some astoundingly bad films, but some really good ones too. we gave the top prize to a french film called l’innocence, directed by gaspar noe’s girlfriend, about a very strict, bizarre ballet school for little girls. it was macabre. we gave a special mention to another french film called l’esquive, about muslim teenagers in the suburbs of paris who put on a play. the kids are incredibly sexy. we gave the best short to a godard/passolini type anti-american manifesto from haiti called the gospel of the creole pig. i’m back in toronto now, and dealing with the sadness of the muslim moving back to africa again on december 9th. there is a piece about my relationship with him on nerve.com, and another one in the new blackbook. i have a retrospective in zagreb, croatia at the end of january, and i’m going to the mar del plate international film festival in argentina in march. then i will probably be coming to la to shoot gangbangers. i may come in january for some meetings. how are you doing, dolly lamb? x b
This little emug sent to me from the great Bruce "Judy" LaBruce of LaCanada in Toronto.
you sound like mary beth hurt in interiors. wait a minute. you are mary beth hurt in interiors. no i don’t know about the other designer who did a bruce labruce hustler white collection. who might that be? i can’t keep track of everyone who rips me off – er, i mean pays homage to me. i just got back from berlin and stockholm. in berlin i ate bad sushi and just barely got accomplished what i needed to. in stockholm i was on the jury for the international film festival. i saw about 18 features and 14 short films in a week. it was fun, more or less. some astoundingly bad films, but some really good ones too. we gave the top prize to a french film called l’innocence, directed by gaspar noe’s girlfriend, about a very strict, bizarre ballet school for little girls. it was macabre. we gave a special mention to another french film called l’esquive, about muslim teenagers in the suburbs of paris who put on a play. the kids are incredibly sexy. we gave the best short to a godard/passolini type anti-american manifesto from haiti called the gospel of the creole pig. i’m back in toronto now, and dealing with the sadness of the muslim moving back to africa again on december 9th. there is a piece about my relationship with him on nerve.com, and another one in the new blackbook. i have a retrospective in zagreb, croatia at the end of january, and i’m going to the mar del plate international film festival in argentina in march. then i will probably be coming to la to shoot gangbangers. i may come in january for some meetings. how are you doing, dolly lamb? x b
LE ROI DE COEUR
John Drew Barrymore aka John Barrymore Jr. died. He is the father of the actress Drew Barrymore, and i lived next door to him in the 80s at the famous Villa Rosa Apartment building on Sunset at OrangeGrove Avenue. He was a very bizarre man, who at one time had a group of deathrock junkies living with him who turned his apartment into a pigblanket. I have to admit that i do have fond memories of that particular building. i use to run the Hag Gallery out of that apartment. My opening parties were legendary. Everyone scored a hot thrombone at those infamous gatherings,everyone except the hostessa. What else is new?
John Drew Barrymore aka John Barrymore Jr. died. He is the father of the actress Drew Barrymore, and i lived next door to him in the 80s at the famous Villa Rosa Apartment building on Sunset at OrangeGrove Avenue. He was a very bizarre man, who at one time had a group of deathrock junkies living with him who turned his apartment into a pigblanket. I have to admit that i do have fond memories of that particular building. i use to run the Hag Gallery out of that apartment. My opening parties were legendary. Everyone scored a hot thrombone at those infamous gatherings,everyone except the hostessa. What else is new?
Saturday, November 27, 2004
APICHATPONG WEERASETHANKUL
Had a lovely Vegan Thanksgiving feasta at Andrew of Gould and Lenny, the young elder's Los Feliz compound. Lastyear was spent out of town with a large group, which was nice, but this year i wanted something a bit quieter and low key. Handsome Mario Diaz of Hot Dog fame was one of the guests, and it was pleasant spending time with the hunky clubland kingpin. Its always a treat to see someone that you may have a preconceived notion about in a different setting and find out just what sort of animal they truelly are. Mario is as charming and thoughtful as he is pleasing to the eye.
Bricktops anniversary party was a sterling success. Where do all those cute boys come from? Latino Fan Club photog Dino Dinco brought along a delicious pack of juicies, and the fun loving bicycle riding collective the Whirley Girls certainly added to the festivities. It was nice seeing regulars Danielle and Xochi mixing it up with TV presenter Josh Kun, LA photography royal Ann Summa with journalista husband Jeff Spurrier. Visiting NYU academe Jose Munoz, Javier Peres of Peres Projects Gallery, Swedish designer Morgan Olsen,German soccer star Landon Donavan and the radiantly beautiful young french actor Gaspard Ulliel, who stars in the new Jean-Pierre Jeanet film "A Very Long Engagement". When i was last in Paris i had dinner at Jean-Pierre's gorgeous apartment in a private street not far from the Moulin Rouge. I got to pick up and kiss the Alien monster model.
Fishnet Floozy Anna Bells who is the grandaughter of movie musical star Mitzi Gaynor performed a saucy burlesque number. Englands The Boyfriend sang and showed off their bounty packages and UCLA art historian Robert Summers gave a sexy lecture on Leni Refenstahl, the theme of the anniversary party. Got to meet sweet Rebecca Epstein, the calender editor at City Beat Magazine, who wrote a very well written profile on Bricktops with a giant picture of Madame Bricktop. Wow!!!
o and our taxi dancers had everyone gagging on their lovely extravaganza. Summer Peaches along with Jason El Norte and new boy dancer Buttons Sinclair who has a killer smile and nice tight buttocks. I can't fail to mention Jorge Garcia Bernal who was our bathtub gin baby, divinely soaking in it.
Had a lovely Vegan Thanksgiving feasta at Andrew of Gould and Lenny, the young elder's Los Feliz compound. Lastyear was spent out of town with a large group, which was nice, but this year i wanted something a bit quieter and low key. Handsome Mario Diaz of Hot Dog fame was one of the guests, and it was pleasant spending time with the hunky clubland kingpin. Its always a treat to see someone that you may have a preconceived notion about in a different setting and find out just what sort of animal they truelly are. Mario is as charming and thoughtful as he is pleasing to the eye.
Bricktops anniversary party was a sterling success. Where do all those cute boys come from? Latino Fan Club photog Dino Dinco brought along a delicious pack of juicies, and the fun loving bicycle riding collective the Whirley Girls certainly added to the festivities. It was nice seeing regulars Danielle and Xochi mixing it up with TV presenter Josh Kun, LA photography royal Ann Summa with journalista husband Jeff Spurrier. Visiting NYU academe Jose Munoz, Javier Peres of Peres Projects Gallery, Swedish designer Morgan Olsen,German soccer star Landon Donavan and the radiantly beautiful young french actor Gaspard Ulliel, who stars in the new Jean-Pierre Jeanet film "A Very Long Engagement". When i was last in Paris i had dinner at Jean-Pierre's gorgeous apartment in a private street not far from the Moulin Rouge. I got to pick up and kiss the Alien monster model.
Fishnet Floozy Anna Bells who is the grandaughter of movie musical star Mitzi Gaynor performed a saucy burlesque number. Englands The Boyfriend sang and showed off their bounty packages and UCLA art historian Robert Summers gave a sexy lecture on Leni Refenstahl, the theme of the anniversary party. Got to meet sweet Rebecca Epstein, the calender editor at City Beat Magazine, who wrote a very well written profile on Bricktops with a giant picture of Madame Bricktop. Wow!!!
o and our taxi dancers had everyone gagging on their lovely extravaganza. Summer Peaches along with Jason El Norte and new boy dancer Buttons Sinclair who has a killer smile and nice tight buttocks. I can't fail to mention Jorge Garcia Bernal who was our bathtub gin baby, divinely soaking in it.
Thursday, November 25, 2004
IRMA VEP
I ran into Mike Ness of Social Distortion. He looks great. He's aged in a handsome man kind of way. He said he'll be performing at the Wiltern Theatre soon. He's married now with a few kids, but still lives in Orange County . . .i think in Fullerton. Boy do i go back with him. I remember one New Year's Eve party at the 666 Ariana on Wilshire and Vermont, i had such the hots for that boy, he was one sizzling little pud of a punk beauty in his heydey. I'll never forget that particular New Year's Eve Party. Stella of Stray Pop was DJ-ing and my Afro Sister "Pop-That-Cherry" Jefferson was making out with Norwood of Fishbone on the dance floor. Literally he was humping her in the center of the dance floor. Cherry's daughter Mira Bai was only 14 at the time and was swapping saliva with one of my cute protege's Alfie Botello who was only 15 and going to that Jesuit High School Loyola. Early in the evening i had a brief flirtation with Mike which made me think that when the midnight hour commensed we'd be locking esophaguses, but who should wind up cock blocking me, other then that fugly Sean DeLear. The most gorgeous boy in the punk scene Mike Ness is all over that SeanD creature. Yuck! In Mike's defense he was probably so high on heroin that he most likely mistook her for me. When you're in drug deluse adaise, all us black queens look the same.
I ran into Mike Ness of Social Distortion. He looks great. He's aged in a handsome man kind of way. He said he'll be performing at the Wiltern Theatre soon. He's married now with a few kids, but still lives in Orange County . . .i think in Fullerton. Boy do i go back with him. I remember one New Year's Eve party at the 666 Ariana on Wilshire and Vermont, i had such the hots for that boy, he was one sizzling little pud of a punk beauty in his heydey. I'll never forget that particular New Year's Eve Party. Stella of Stray Pop was DJ-ing and my Afro Sister "Pop-That-Cherry" Jefferson was making out with Norwood of Fishbone on the dance floor. Literally he was humping her in the center of the dance floor. Cherry's daughter Mira Bai was only 14 at the time and was swapping saliva with one of my cute protege's Alfie Botello who was only 15 and going to that Jesuit High School Loyola. Early in the evening i had a brief flirtation with Mike which made me think that when the midnight hour commensed we'd be locking esophaguses, but who should wind up cock blocking me, other then that fugly Sean DeLear. The most gorgeous boy in the punk scene Mike Ness is all over that SeanD creature. Yuck! In Mike's defense he was probably so high on heroin that he most likely mistook her for me. When you're in drug deluse adaise, all us black queens look the same.
Wednesday, November 24, 2004
MIDNIGHT LACE
Los Angeles Contemporary Exhibitions or LACE for short is hiring a new director. I had no idea they had a budget of $500,000. What do they spend it on? Their art shows are lame, and they don't do performances anymore. They should have never moved to Hollywood Blvd. The space downtown on Industrial Street was fantastic. Just my penny dreadful gripe i had to let out.
Los Angeles Contemporary Exhibitions or LACE for short is hiring a new director. I had no idea they had a budget of $500,000. What do they spend it on? Their art shows are lame, and they don't do performances anymore. They should have never moved to Hollywood Blvd. The space downtown on Industrial Street was fantastic. Just my penny dreadful gripe i had to let out.
Tuesday, November 23, 2004
WINDOW OF BEAUTY
Had a nice studio visit from Brian Grillo of Extra Fancy and Lock-Up Fame. Brian is going to design the sets and perform at Bricktops for our New Year's Eve Courtesan Masked Ball. He will be doing a version of his famed Grillo's Follies and will feature guests Abby Travis, and hopefully the John Waters legend Mink Stole. It should be a spectaculr event.
Both P.J. Harvey and Morrissey have contacted me and want to do surprise shows at Bricktops. Of course they could do whatever they want, but both are interested in singing 1920's songs. Ms. Harvey would like to do a Beatrice Lillie night and Mr. Morrissey a salute to Noel Coward which would be perfect for him now that he is of settled age.
I'm going to ask Donita Sparks of L7 to do some kind of performance as well. This week for our anniversary party Beck my sing a couple of songs in yiddish. O and the Green Day boys want to fullfill their promise to me and perform or do some kind of slapstick comedy routine. Miss Bricktops is forming a life of her own.
o and another cute emug from STH's Billy Miller in New York:
Dear Dearest,
hayro.
you're a goin' to Slovenia?
good luck with that and with your movie project.
am starting another 20s compilation which i will send ya when it's complete.
my life these days is much less glamorous but i have been trying to make a lot of art werk.went to a party the other nite for a soon-to-be-released doc. about the early 70s pop star Jobriath.the directors of which were nice but didn't seem to know thier stuff too much as they told me they found out about him a couple years ago and then claimed that 1.) David Bowie got everything from him (even though Jobie came out several years after Ziggy Stardust?) and that 2.) he was the first androgenous and openly "gay" rock star (what about Little Richard for one?)met Jayne County there and we spoke about glam rock etc.she said that she was impressed by my knowledge of music (i think she said that coz i basically just agreed with everything she said) and she gave me a CD and 45 of her music that she just 'happened' to have a few of in her bag.
i'm also starting work on a new STH now that my Jersey City homeboy Mike (the Polka King) has become a rich white lady since both his parents have passed recently and left him a house and a bunch of money (he's gonna pay for the printing.)
he used to be more adventurous but now is sort of afraid to leave Hudson County (which comprises the 3 towns around here.)
i find that difficult to deal with, but i love him still.
as i do you.
respectfully yours,
-bmx
Had a nice studio visit from Brian Grillo of Extra Fancy and Lock-Up Fame. Brian is going to design the sets and perform at Bricktops for our New Year's Eve Courtesan Masked Ball. He will be doing a version of his famed Grillo's Follies and will feature guests Abby Travis, and hopefully the John Waters legend Mink Stole. It should be a spectaculr event.
Both P.J. Harvey and Morrissey have contacted me and want to do surprise shows at Bricktops. Of course they could do whatever they want, but both are interested in singing 1920's songs. Ms. Harvey would like to do a Beatrice Lillie night and Mr. Morrissey a salute to Noel Coward which would be perfect for him now that he is of settled age.
I'm going to ask Donita Sparks of L7 to do some kind of performance as well. This week for our anniversary party Beck my sing a couple of songs in yiddish. O and the Green Day boys want to fullfill their promise to me and perform or do some kind of slapstick comedy routine. Miss Bricktops is forming a life of her own.
o and another cute emug from STH's Billy Miller in New York:
Dear Dearest,
hayro.
you're a goin' to Slovenia?
good luck with that and with your movie project.
am starting another 20s compilation which i will send ya when it's complete.
my life these days is much less glamorous but i have been trying to make a lot of art werk.went to a party the other nite for a soon-to-be-released doc. about the early 70s pop star Jobriath.the directors of which were nice but didn't seem to know thier stuff too much as they told me they found out about him a couple years ago and then claimed that 1.) David Bowie got everything from him (even though Jobie came out several years after Ziggy Stardust?) and that 2.) he was the first androgenous and openly "gay" rock star (what about Little Richard for one?)met Jayne County there and we spoke about glam rock etc.she said that she was impressed by my knowledge of music (i think she said that coz i basically just agreed with everything she said) and she gave me a CD and 45 of her music that she just 'happened' to have a few of in her bag.
i'm also starting work on a new STH now that my Jersey City homeboy Mike (the Polka King) has become a rich white lady since both his parents have passed recently and left him a house and a bunch of money (he's gonna pay for the printing.)
he used to be more adventurous but now is sort of afraid to leave Hudson County (which comprises the 3 towns around here.)
i find that difficult to deal with, but i love him still.
as i do you.
respectfully yours,
-bmx
DAS BLAUE LICHT
Stopped for a quick drink at the Spotlight and ran into some Silverlake 40 pals who bought me a gaggle of whiskey sours. Wonderful time had by all. Some bloated ruddy faced hustler tried to pick me up, nothing he said made any sense.
Sunday morning hangover. Had to get up early for my job as a radio presenter for NPR doing a walking tour of Hollywood Blvd. Cute Ben Adair and Queena Sok Kim joined me as i proceeded to run my mouth non-stop. Freezing cold. Lots of eye candy at the Farmers Market, especially the hot dads. Interviewed Michael Lucid, one of the Pretty Things.
Later ran into sexy big peniled Dave Gomez of Slowrider. Dave use to work at Epitaph Records and was Beck's bass player. Now he's working at Amoeba Records.
Monday morning i interview gorgeous Guin Turner, the lesbian icon for Zoo Magazine. She is the best interview subject EVAH! Invited to an amazing meal of mexican meatloaf by Hector and Ericla--delicious.
Hot gossip-Colin Farrell during the filming of Toll Both was plowing both Britney Spears and Jennifer Love Hewitt. Ms. Love-Hewitt wanted to retain her so called virginity so she would only allow Mr. Farrells ultra large Irish endowment to enter her sphincter. The filthy Love-Hewitt had a few too many mud slides which left the peter of the matinee idol a nice murky shade of brown. The next day when he was plugging Britney, our sex piggy Colin didn't even bother to bathe and proceeded to place his member inside her sugar walls, fudge and all.
Just remember you didn't hear it from me.
Stopped for a quick drink at the Spotlight and ran into some Silverlake 40 pals who bought me a gaggle of whiskey sours. Wonderful time had by all. Some bloated ruddy faced hustler tried to pick me up, nothing he said made any sense.
Sunday morning hangover. Had to get up early for my job as a radio presenter for NPR doing a walking tour of Hollywood Blvd. Cute Ben Adair and Queena Sok Kim joined me as i proceeded to run my mouth non-stop. Freezing cold. Lots of eye candy at the Farmers Market, especially the hot dads. Interviewed Michael Lucid, one of the Pretty Things.
Later ran into sexy big peniled Dave Gomez of Slowrider. Dave use to work at Epitaph Records and was Beck's bass player. Now he's working at Amoeba Records.
Monday morning i interview gorgeous Guin Turner, the lesbian icon for Zoo Magazine. She is the best interview subject EVAH! Invited to an amazing meal of mexican meatloaf by Hector and Ericla--delicious.
Hot gossip-Colin Farrell during the filming of Toll Both was plowing both Britney Spears and Jennifer Love Hewitt. Ms. Love-Hewitt wanted to retain her so called virginity so she would only allow Mr. Farrells ultra large Irish endowment to enter her sphincter. The filthy Love-Hewitt had a few too many mud slides which left the peter of the matinee idol a nice murky shade of brown. The next day when he was plugging Britney, our sex piggy Colin didn't even bother to bathe and proceeded to place his member inside her sugar walls, fudge and all.
Just remember you didn't hear it from me.
Friday, November 19, 2004
LIFE UPON THE WICKED STAGE
Had a precious luncheon date with art historian Robert Summers. He and his boyfriend/photog Matt Lipps, are just too delicious for words. I'm going to sexually art direct their lives, by first making Matt have wild sex with my Bricktops taxi dancer Summer Peaches. Matt is gorgeous with a stunning face, body and endowment and before Autumn's end I'm going to have him locked up in a four star hotel with Miss Peaches and his boyfriend will have to watch as they fornicate.
I also love one of Robert's students Jason from Jerusalem, an extremely bright, perceptive and sexually voracious young grad student from Israel. This Jason boy is proof that Jews are indeed, god's chosen people.
***
Was taken to brunchina by hunky Cesar Vega. We left around 12:30 to eat downtown, and somehow bru lasted several hours. We wound up in the main bar at the Biltmore Hotel where he was downing martini's and i was chugging blended whiskey sours. Cesar is going to go on a monthlong motorcycle diary jaunt retracing Ernesto "Che" Guevara's steps in South America. Now thats exciting!
Whenever I'm with Cesar i wind up telling him stories of my million year old life. Somehow first jobs came up and relayed to him how at age 8 my first dabble with employment was working around the corner from my apartment on Pico and Hobart for this 50 something black man name JB who had me seperating nails and screws in his workroom/garage. This little task took me all day and all i managed to earn was 50 cents. I guess thats not bad money for a child in the 1970s. JB was a dirty old geezer who had a 15 year old big peniled Puerto Rican concubine living with him named Roger Sanchez. Roger's 14 year old girlfriend from Costa Rica had the perfect screen star name of Zeidy Ballar. Zeidy and her younger sister attended the all girls parochial school Bishop Canady. Girls at that school were called Pico Pick-ups. I still remember how shocked i was when my mother who knew all the gossip in the neighborhood told me in a matter-of-fact manner, that not only was JB sleeping with Roger, but Zeidy, Anabelle, and Roger's father. I did witness JB propositioning my older sister Teresa Ray, who was 18 at the time and not exactly a knockout, with her crooked teeth and popping out thyroid eye condition. Funny, he was never inappropriate with me. Now that I think about it, I'm kindof offended.
Friday at Bricktops it was our Jerome Kern, Till The Clouds Roll Bye celebration. Kristian Hoffman the no wave legend who was in the great bands, The Mumps, The Swinging Madisons and a million others performed a delicious set of Jerome Kern songs, "Can't Help Lovin' Dat Man, Smoke Gets in Your Eyes and one I'd never heard of that was liltingly beautiful. We then dueted on "I Won't Dance" Kristian's accompanyist Linda Good lives in the Little Ethiopia section of LA Between Pico and Olympic off of Fairyfax. Linda is a very talented and sweet girl that works with Stew and the band, The Negro Problem.
Seen drinking and living it up in a grand manner, the juicy Gwen Kahn of the Pandora's fame. Gwen is also the granddaughter of songwriting legend Gus Kahn. Designer Michael Schmidt was his usual dapper self along with Dame Darcy, the illustrious Tommy Gear of the Screamers, film editor Billy Rich, Iranian tranny temptress Parisol whose been hooking in NYC, a low key Gwyneth Paltrow and Chris Martin. Who's minding that damn baby Apple?
My new cute protege and Otis graphic arts student James Medina, UCLA post docker Jason of Jerusalem, and Sloan Ranger British socialite Edward Van Cetsom who was macking on me one minute and Google founder Sergey Brin, the next.
Had a precious luncheon date with art historian Robert Summers. He and his boyfriend/photog Matt Lipps, are just too delicious for words. I'm going to sexually art direct their lives, by first making Matt have wild sex with my Bricktops taxi dancer Summer Peaches. Matt is gorgeous with a stunning face, body and endowment and before Autumn's end I'm going to have him locked up in a four star hotel with Miss Peaches and his boyfriend will have to watch as they fornicate.
I also love one of Robert's students Jason from Jerusalem, an extremely bright, perceptive and sexually voracious young grad student from Israel. This Jason boy is proof that Jews are indeed, god's chosen people.
***
Was taken to brunchina by hunky Cesar Vega. We left around 12:30 to eat downtown, and somehow bru lasted several hours. We wound up in the main bar at the Biltmore Hotel where he was downing martini's and i was chugging blended whiskey sours. Cesar is going to go on a monthlong motorcycle diary jaunt retracing Ernesto "Che" Guevara's steps in South America. Now thats exciting!
Whenever I'm with Cesar i wind up telling him stories of my million year old life. Somehow first jobs came up and relayed to him how at age 8 my first dabble with employment was working around the corner from my apartment on Pico and Hobart for this 50 something black man name JB who had me seperating nails and screws in his workroom/garage. This little task took me all day and all i managed to earn was 50 cents. I guess thats not bad money for a child in the 1970s. JB was a dirty old geezer who had a 15 year old big peniled Puerto Rican concubine living with him named Roger Sanchez. Roger's 14 year old girlfriend from Costa Rica had the perfect screen star name of Zeidy Ballar. Zeidy and her younger sister attended the all girls parochial school Bishop Canady. Girls at that school were called Pico Pick-ups. I still remember how shocked i was when my mother who knew all the gossip in the neighborhood told me in a matter-of-fact manner, that not only was JB sleeping with Roger, but Zeidy, Anabelle, and Roger's father. I did witness JB propositioning my older sister Teresa Ray, who was 18 at the time and not exactly a knockout, with her crooked teeth and popping out thyroid eye condition. Funny, he was never inappropriate with me. Now that I think about it, I'm kindof offended.
Friday at Bricktops it was our Jerome Kern, Till The Clouds Roll Bye celebration. Kristian Hoffman the no wave legend who was in the great bands, The Mumps, The Swinging Madisons and a million others performed a delicious set of Jerome Kern songs, "Can't Help Lovin' Dat Man, Smoke Gets in Your Eyes and one I'd never heard of that was liltingly beautiful. We then dueted on "I Won't Dance" Kristian's accompanyist Linda Good lives in the Little Ethiopia section of LA Between Pico and Olympic off of Fairyfax. Linda is a very talented and sweet girl that works with Stew and the band, The Negro Problem.
Seen drinking and living it up in a grand manner, the juicy Gwen Kahn of the Pandora's fame. Gwen is also the granddaughter of songwriting legend Gus Kahn. Designer Michael Schmidt was his usual dapper self along with Dame Darcy, the illustrious Tommy Gear of the Screamers, film editor Billy Rich, Iranian tranny temptress Parisol whose been hooking in NYC, a low key Gwyneth Paltrow and Chris Martin. Who's minding that damn baby Apple?
My new cute protege and Otis graphic arts student James Medina, UCLA post docker Jason of Jerusalem, and Sloan Ranger British socialite Edward Van Cetsom who was macking on me one minute and Google founder Sergey Brin, the next.
BUTCH WITHOUT SUNDANCE
The butch in the equation is Pat Kingsley, the uber careerist dyke honcho of PMK/HBH PR firm. Sundance is my gal pal Leslee Dart, who got the ax after 23 years of diligent service to the spinmeistering of the stars like ditzy Nicole Kidman, Woody Allen, Wes Anderson and that queeny horror Scott Rudin. For some reason i can get along with power bitches. We don't require the same kind of attention so there's no cancelling each other out. I never click with gay men, only straight women, diesels and fruit flies(straight men) I always wind up in intense romantic friendships with sexist pigs---the kind of men you wouldn't even expect I'd be acquainted with. Well Ms. Davis has always been a misnomer.
Filmed a little short yesterday with Margaret Cho and Jackie Beat. Not the kind of thing I usually do, but i haven't worked with Goddess Cho since our tour and it was great to see her again. Her house in the Montrose Hills is gorgeous from 1928. She and her husband Rev. Al of the Cacophoney Society have the place filled with all sorts of macabre art objects. My fav is the giant aborted fetus complete with unbiblical cord.
NOTE TO SELF: I can't give my time to any more film projects that aren't my own. Its just too taxing, so all you auteurs PLEASE don't ask me to be in your movie. I'm not exactly a gainfully employed superstar, so i can only afford to take on lucrative paid gigs and assignments.
In the words of the immortal Nastassia Kinski, "I'm not feeling very well".
The butch in the equation is Pat Kingsley, the uber careerist dyke honcho of PMK/HBH PR firm. Sundance is my gal pal Leslee Dart, who got the ax after 23 years of diligent service to the spinmeistering of the stars like ditzy Nicole Kidman, Woody Allen, Wes Anderson and that queeny horror Scott Rudin. For some reason i can get along with power bitches. We don't require the same kind of attention so there's no cancelling each other out. I never click with gay men, only straight women, diesels and fruit flies(straight men) I always wind up in intense romantic friendships with sexist pigs---the kind of men you wouldn't even expect I'd be acquainted with. Well Ms. Davis has always been a misnomer.
Filmed a little short yesterday with Margaret Cho and Jackie Beat. Not the kind of thing I usually do, but i haven't worked with Goddess Cho since our tour and it was great to see her again. Her house in the Montrose Hills is gorgeous from 1928. She and her husband Rev. Al of the Cacophoney Society have the place filled with all sorts of macabre art objects. My fav is the giant aborted fetus complete with unbiblical cord.
NOTE TO SELF: I can't give my time to any more film projects that aren't my own. Its just too taxing, so all you auteurs PLEASE don't ask me to be in your movie. I'm not exactly a gainfully employed superstar, so i can only afford to take on lucrative paid gigs and assignments.
In the words of the immortal Nastassia Kinski, "I'm not feeling very well".
Wednesday, November 17, 2004
Monday, November 15, 2004
NANCY GOES TO FRIO
This just in from The Lady Bunny of Wigstock fame:
What is up with these CNN newscasters? Besides the obvious (they don't
report the news and even apologized like the New York Times for not
questioning the war in Iraq more) they are really having an image crisis.
Increasingly good-looking with capped teeth, newscasters smile too much and
every guest, even if they are a CNN staff member is thanked heartily after
their interview. Isn't that a fairly new development? Are they trying to
hide the ugly truth with an everything-is-great attitude? Carlos Watson has
the most dazzling smile of all. His new show which kicked off right before
the election? It's called OFF-TOPIC, and he interviews Heidi Klum and Shaq.
What a great time to go "off-topic" and divert attention from the tragedy of
the election unfolding. For chrissakes, even Aaron Brown has gotten the new
blue-white chompers put in. They look ok on Tweety-Bird impersonator Paula
Zahn, but show-bizzy teeth caps in Aaron's friendly potato face look
bizarre. And I'm certainly no prude, but aren't false eyelashes (Kimberly
Guilfoyle Newsome) and lip gloss (Kelly Wallace) a bit much for NEWSCASTERS?
Come on, I'm a drag queen so I know good and well that trends in cosmetics
may come and go but lip gloss clearly signifies "place dick here" or "my
lips, like my pussy, is moist". (On the other hand, for some inexplicable
reason CNN broke with their own beauty trend when they sent poor moose-like
Candy Crowley on the campaign trail with no make-up artist! And if anyone
could use a little help, it's Candy.)
Their newest golden boy is Rick Sanchez. I've always marvelled at former
golden boy Bill Hemmer, whose inane chatter strikes me as preposterous. Eg:
After the lovely Soledad O'Brien covered a story about Egyptian artifacts,
Bill cheerily chimed in with "Good history, Soledad." Why makes it good or
bad--it's history, you dunce! But Bill's dizzy homecoming king personality
is infinitely preferable to Rick Sanchez's sugar-coated conservative bias
which is driven home with the most emphatic, showboatin' hand and arm
movements I've ever seen on anyone reporting outside of a sports segment.
Rick must resonate with their (increasingly conservative?) audience since
his career is on the rise, filling in for Paula and making more and more
frequent appearances. He often interrupts guests, and he's chock full of
those bullshit "in as much as" and "in point of fact" corny, archaic
interjections which lead you to believe that he is very much in love with
the sound of his own voice. He's so desperate attempt to act "newscaster-y",
I wonder if he can even listen to the guests he engages in debates with?
(His last name indicates Spanish roots. Is he so desperate to honkify
himself that he is overdoing it?) Plenty of slang, too, to make it all
conversational and accessible--to morons!
And impartiality, formerly a hallmark of newscasting? Forget it! Two young
guys, just back from Iraq, were being interviewed by Rick, and were
describing the rampant anti-American sentiment there. Sanchez buts in with
"Well, we don't really like hearing that when we are over there trying to
free 'em." We're not trying to "free 'em", hon, we're trying to occupy them
so we can steal their oil--that's my opinion, anyway. But should HIS opinion
really be broadcast AS NEWS? So you "don't like hearing that". You booked
these guests as authorities on Iraq, and now you don't like hearing the
truth? When discussing Palestine with a guest, the Clinton Barak peace plan
was brought up and Rick interrupted with "I must say it's a pretty good
plan." To whom? To Palestinians? To Israelis? Or to Americans like you who
don't want to hear the truth and don't live there?
Look, I know that news shows are still show-biz and need ratings, etc., but
these trends, on CNN alone--I don't watch much else--are disturbing. Are we
so shallow that we can't even stand to watch a newscaster who isn't
prettified? And we'll put up with rotten reporting as long as the reporters
look good? Give me unglamorous, impartial Walter Cronkite anyday!
This just in from The Lady Bunny of Wigstock fame:
What is up with these CNN newscasters? Besides the obvious (they don't
report the news and even apologized like the New York Times for not
questioning the war in Iraq more) they are really having an image crisis.
Increasingly good-looking with capped teeth, newscasters smile too much and
every guest, even if they are a CNN staff member is thanked heartily after
their interview. Isn't that a fairly new development? Are they trying to
hide the ugly truth with an everything-is-great attitude? Carlos Watson has
the most dazzling smile of all. His new show which kicked off right before
the election? It's called OFF-TOPIC, and he interviews Heidi Klum and Shaq.
What a great time to go "off-topic" and divert attention from the tragedy of
the election unfolding. For chrissakes, even Aaron Brown has gotten the new
blue-white chompers put in. They look ok on Tweety-Bird impersonator Paula
Zahn, but show-bizzy teeth caps in Aaron's friendly potato face look
bizarre. And I'm certainly no prude, but aren't false eyelashes (Kimberly
Guilfoyle Newsome) and lip gloss (Kelly Wallace) a bit much for NEWSCASTERS?
Come on, I'm a drag queen so I know good and well that trends in cosmetics
may come and go but lip gloss clearly signifies "place dick here" or "my
lips, like my pussy, is moist". (On the other hand, for some inexplicable
reason CNN broke with their own beauty trend when they sent poor moose-like
Candy Crowley on the campaign trail with no make-up artist! And if anyone
could use a little help, it's Candy.)
Their newest golden boy is Rick Sanchez. I've always marvelled at former
golden boy Bill Hemmer, whose inane chatter strikes me as preposterous. Eg:
After the lovely Soledad O'Brien covered a story about Egyptian artifacts,
Bill cheerily chimed in with "Good history, Soledad." Why makes it good or
bad--it's history, you dunce! But Bill's dizzy homecoming king personality
is infinitely preferable to Rick Sanchez's sugar-coated conservative bias
which is driven home with the most emphatic, showboatin' hand and arm
movements I've ever seen on anyone reporting outside of a sports segment.
Rick must resonate with their (increasingly conservative?) audience since
his career is on the rise, filling in for Paula and making more and more
frequent appearances. He often interrupts guests, and he's chock full of
those bullshit "in as much as" and "in point of fact" corny, archaic
interjections which lead you to believe that he is very much in love with
the sound of his own voice. He's so desperate attempt to act "newscaster-y",
I wonder if he can even listen to the guests he engages in debates with?
(His last name indicates Spanish roots. Is he so desperate to honkify
himself that he is overdoing it?) Plenty of slang, too, to make it all
conversational and accessible--to morons!
And impartiality, formerly a hallmark of newscasting? Forget it! Two young
guys, just back from Iraq, were being interviewed by Rick, and were
describing the rampant anti-American sentiment there. Sanchez buts in with
"Well, we don't really like hearing that when we are over there trying to
free 'em." We're not trying to "free 'em", hon, we're trying to occupy them
so we can steal their oil--that's my opinion, anyway. But should HIS opinion
really be broadcast AS NEWS? So you "don't like hearing that". You booked
these guests as authorities on Iraq, and now you don't like hearing the
truth? When discussing Palestine with a guest, the Clinton Barak peace plan
was brought up and Rick interrupted with "I must say it's a pretty good
plan." To whom? To Palestinians? To Israelis? Or to Americans like you who
don't want to hear the truth and don't live there?
Look, I know that news shows are still show-biz and need ratings, etc., but
these trends, on CNN alone--I don't watch much else--are disturbing. Are we
so shallow that we can't even stand to watch a newscaster who isn't
prettified? And we'll put up with rotten reporting as long as the reporters
look good? Give me unglamorous, impartial Walter Cronkite anyday!
COLUMBIA PICTURES AND RASTOR PRESENTS
Hollywood/Broadway royalty came by Bricktops on Friday in the lovely visage of Ms. Wendy Stark Morrissey. Wendy is the west coast editor of Vanity Fair, and she and her sweet gay sidekick came by and we whooped it up drinking and screaming and carrying on. She is a hoot! Her father is the famous producer Ray Stark who produced Babs Streisand in Funny Girl and The Way We Were and countless other Hollywood films. Her grandma is none other then broadway legendina Fanny Brice. We're supposed to do a power lunch and i'll have to beg her to tell me stories of Ms. Brice and the heydey of the great white way. Spanish filmmaker Pedro Almodovar also stopped by with a huge entourage but they mostly stayed in the back boydello smoking lounge. Met a sweet Otis Parsons design student named James Medina. What a booty pie.
Our theme Friday was a salute to Lupe Velez, the Mexican Spitfire. Delores De Muela, the Velvet Hammer's youngest ingenue performed a lovely little number with a pinata. Delores and her boyfriend make such a hot couple. A bunch of steamy, sexy latinos in the audience made for a hot night of salsa and south of the border flavour.
***
Had to leave town AGAIN, to get free editing time for my new experimental film, will be back Thursday in time for Fridays Bricktop with Kristian Hoffman performing. We might do a duet of some sort which I'm sure will be delightful.
My handsome young intern Gleeson sent me an email from a student at Deep Springs College, that wonderful school that hardly anyone knows about. Deep Springs prepares young men of stature and worth for a life of service in the greater Babylonian gorgon. There should be more colleges like Deep Springs. I'm looking forward to exchanging snail mail packets with those magnificent boys.
Hollywood/Broadway royalty came by Bricktops on Friday in the lovely visage of Ms. Wendy Stark Morrissey. Wendy is the west coast editor of Vanity Fair, and she and her sweet gay sidekick came by and we whooped it up drinking and screaming and carrying on. She is a hoot! Her father is the famous producer Ray Stark who produced Babs Streisand in Funny Girl and The Way We Were and countless other Hollywood films. Her grandma is none other then broadway legendina Fanny Brice. We're supposed to do a power lunch and i'll have to beg her to tell me stories of Ms. Brice and the heydey of the great white way. Spanish filmmaker Pedro Almodovar also stopped by with a huge entourage but they mostly stayed in the back boydello smoking lounge. Met a sweet Otis Parsons design student named James Medina. What a booty pie.
Our theme Friday was a salute to Lupe Velez, the Mexican Spitfire. Delores De Muela, the Velvet Hammer's youngest ingenue performed a lovely little number with a pinata. Delores and her boyfriend make such a hot couple. A bunch of steamy, sexy latinos in the audience made for a hot night of salsa and south of the border flavour.
***
Had to leave town AGAIN, to get free editing time for my new experimental film, will be back Thursday in time for Fridays Bricktop with Kristian Hoffman performing. We might do a duet of some sort which I'm sure will be delightful.
My handsome young intern Gleeson sent me an email from a student at Deep Springs College, that wonderful school that hardly anyone knows about. Deep Springs prepares young men of stature and worth for a life of service in the greater Babylonian gorgon. There should be more colleges like Deep Springs. I'm looking forward to exchanging snail mail packets with those magnificent boys.
Tuesday, November 09, 2004
FIRST MINX
Our second annual Django Reinhardt celebratata came together quite nicely. The parisian musical duo, Cabinet of Curiosities put on a splendid and sophisticated show. Early in the evening there was this big event at the bar with all these unattractive westsiders. You know the Venice/S' Aunt Monica contingentcy. Luckily the 20s music scared most of them away. Someone did request hip-hop, but seemed satisfied when i put on a Joplin rag. It was hard to completely catagorize that early event crowd,so i shouldn't be so mean. So many people who work on the periphery of the entertainment industry complex are so bland and featureless. I certainly don't mind some cute straight boys hanging around for my party,as an all gay audience isn't very interesting or cutting edge anymore.
Being that i am an unrepentant snob, my only requirement is that people be visually stunning----extra gorgeous or extra ugly, doesn't matter just don't be common. And it helps to have an opinion about something . . . ANYTHING.
Photographer Dino Dinco and a cute French pal of his came by to visit. Abby Travis also brought one of her rock star lady friends whose name escapes me at the moment. Regulars Jean Spinosa, Shirtless John Quayle, designer Shauna Leone, Melissa Sexchester, and Don & Augusta were their usual vivacious selves. Mr. Uncertain even stopped by. He's back from his Camel Cigerette tour. I guess he got laid off early.
Later in the evening after 1am Alexis Arquette of the famous Arquette movie star dynasty, and Jackie Beat popped in.
O and Taxi Dancer Summer Peaches brought along a special visiting burlesque queen from Japan named Erotika Bamboo who enchanted everyone with her scintilating personality, and Realm of Senses moves.
Bricktops continues to be the place where love connections are made on a regular basis. Of course everyone has been finding bunkmates but the hostessa, though i have had some sweet little flirtations, including fellatio performed in the DJ booth, so i can't say i've been completely left high and dry.
***
My little Papa Frank Rodriguez took me to dinner at the Thai eatery on Hollywood Blvd called "Hi" that is right next to The Stone(formerly Mugi's) the only 24/17 rice bar in town, where elderly white gentlemen can go and find young Asian boys who are willing to become their subserviant broken blossom concubine.
Frank's hot and sexy boyfriend "P" was of course turning all heads on the street before we entered the restaurant. It felt good being with Frank and "P" as they represent such unabashed and sizzling masculinity. Frank gets more handsome as he ages, and "P" is one of those Irish gingers with perfect porceline skin and a rugged vulnerability that makes you want to get down on your knees and service his every whim. Hanging with them was a blast!!!
Our second annual Django Reinhardt celebratata came together quite nicely. The parisian musical duo, Cabinet of Curiosities put on a splendid and sophisticated show. Early in the evening there was this big event at the bar with all these unattractive westsiders. You know the Venice/S' Aunt Monica contingentcy. Luckily the 20s music scared most of them away. Someone did request hip-hop, but seemed satisfied when i put on a Joplin rag. It was hard to completely catagorize that early event crowd,so i shouldn't be so mean. So many people who work on the periphery of the entertainment industry complex are so bland and featureless. I certainly don't mind some cute straight boys hanging around for my party,as an all gay audience isn't very interesting or cutting edge anymore.
Being that i am an unrepentant snob, my only requirement is that people be visually stunning----extra gorgeous or extra ugly, doesn't matter just don't be common. And it helps to have an opinion about something . . . ANYTHING.
Photographer Dino Dinco and a cute French pal of his came by to visit. Abby Travis also brought one of her rock star lady friends whose name escapes me at the moment. Regulars Jean Spinosa, Shirtless John Quayle, designer Shauna Leone, Melissa Sexchester, and Don & Augusta were their usual vivacious selves. Mr. Uncertain even stopped by. He's back from his Camel Cigerette tour. I guess he got laid off early.
Later in the evening after 1am Alexis Arquette of the famous Arquette movie star dynasty, and Jackie Beat popped in.
O and Taxi Dancer Summer Peaches brought along a special visiting burlesque queen from Japan named Erotika Bamboo who enchanted everyone with her scintilating personality, and Realm of Senses moves.
Bricktops continues to be the place where love connections are made on a regular basis. Of course everyone has been finding bunkmates but the hostessa, though i have had some sweet little flirtations, including fellatio performed in the DJ booth, so i can't say i've been completely left high and dry.
***
My little Papa Frank Rodriguez took me to dinner at the Thai eatery on Hollywood Blvd called "Hi" that is right next to The Stone(formerly Mugi's) the only 24/17 rice bar in town, where elderly white gentlemen can go and find young Asian boys who are willing to become their subserviant broken blossom concubine.
Frank's hot and sexy boyfriend "P" was of course turning all heads on the street before we entered the restaurant. It felt good being with Frank and "P" as they represent such unabashed and sizzling masculinity. Frank gets more handsome as he ages, and "P" is one of those Irish gingers with perfect porceline skin and a rugged vulnerability that makes you want to get down on your knees and service his every whim. Hanging with them was a blast!!!
Monday, November 01, 2004
THE FELLOWSHIP OF TWINE
Had a little romantic misadventure with a 19 year old student from Whittier, California. What is it about Whittier eh? The boy was a beauty. Lovely peaches and cream complexion and ruby red lips. He looked just like Dino Dinco, the photographer of latin fanclub realness. At first i thought it was Dino because he was affecting a homeboy look. This kid had the sweetest mouth and breath. His kisses were so fresh and languid. And although he was a radiant youth, he wasn't all vanilla extract either. He wanted me to rough him up a bit, which i eagerly complied. I bitch clapped him silly and bit and gnawed all over his body leaving brutal welts and pittance marks. He loved it. I even slugged and kicked him just for good measurely measure. Fun fun fun.
Bricktops Halloween Mae West Sextette Braganza was really energetic. What a great crowd. A cute movie industry titan had his birthday party at the club, so they placed was filled to the rafter early in the evening. There are a lot more straight boys coming to Bricktops, and all the girls are benefiting from all the male action. The first Bricktops baby will be born next year, as a couple met at Bricky's and the girl is preggers.
Penny Starr Junior the ample busomed burlesque beauty put on a little devilish Pas-de-deux and bat dance with the help of the sexy and stacked Darcy Leonard, the hostess of Club Screwball and the imcomparable talents of Amy O'Neill and Nicole Burleson in what they deliciously called DER TANZ DER FLEIDERMAUS. All the men in the audience were aghast at the display of cleave and breastage.
Also St. Salicia Tate the itinerant preacher lady of the gospel and her junior Mormen Elders took to the stage to present "Fornication, No, Theocracy Yes" plus Kim Novak's naughty and gorgeous daugher Nikki Novak of the Fishnet Floozys added more busom to the boost.
Lots of celebs including Bibbe Hansen, Beck's mom, who is sadly leaving LA for New York, along with her husband Sean Carrillo. The Germ's Don Bolles, Augusta, Don Spiro, photographer Matt Lipps, art historian Robert Summers, Pleasant Gehman the princess of Hollywood with Dirty James, the vivacious beauty Jane Cantillon with her twins, movement artist Jean Spinosa, and this hunky unbelievably perfect boy TV actor named Jesse Metcalfe that someone said is in some show on the ABC Network about Desperate Housewifes or some such nonsense. Since i don't have a TV, i wasn't familiar with him, but i was bowled over by his visage.
This just in from my Australian journalist friend now living in Man-Hattan:
you know...I was in a meeting here at the Voice the other day with the Listings Department and I had to explain to them all what a sex-on-premesis venue was. They really didn't understand.
One of the gay boys who works with the team was horrified but then, standard Chelsea Boys are always loathe to admit anything that makes them appear less than squeaky normal.
So, now, I'm reviewing the saunas and bath houses in NYC for the Voice. I mean, I probably won't go to each but I will make sure they're all in the Listings section. They've put in a new box to tick "Click here to find sex on premesis venues in New York City".
And this from my Zoo Magazine editor Rebecca Voight:
Vag,
I know what you mean about glasses. I wonder how far this will go. I can hardly appreciate nouvelle cuisine plate décor anymore!
We had a huge---HUGE profile of Wolfgang in the last Zoo in German. He is good.
I have a DVD player, but I don’t have any time, or I can’t stay awake. That must change.
Gweneviere Turner sounds divine. I really wanted to be a Sarah Lawrence girl, but they didn’t give me a scholarship so I ended up being a Mills girl thanks to a grant from the good old state of California---that was before the Republicans....I like the idea of a Betty Page portrayal. That sounds like a good one to me Vag. I don’t know if that’s exactly what Sandor is thinking about, but it suits me.
At Dutch we have done our way: Emmanuelle Seigner---and right after that she started getting big contracts from YSL and Marc Jacobs. We also did a cover with Vincent Gallo---but that’s understandable---he doesn’t have a publicist and he art directed the shoot himself anyway. It’s not that we want a look up their skirt, it’s just we want to choose the photographer and the stylist...
Viggo Mortensen---ou....That would be great. He has a publishing imprint I read somewhere. You know my personal knowledge of Exene stops at what’s his name---John Doe---her old, old boyfriend and X Co-star. Younger boyfriends always prevail. That’s so true.
Rick Owens made a big fashion statement at the last collections. He marched out with all of his models in a sort of modernist baton twirler formation lineup wearing very, very high stack heel boots and baggy shorts. I’m not sure Anna Wintour was amused. In fact, the room went dead silent. I wonder why?
Sundance. I know what you mean---the festival is where films find distributors. I’m not sure we really care although we’re interested in great films. I always think you can figure out what will get distribution when you see the film, but I’m probably naïve, right? All is Know is we’re late. Is it better to be really early or really late?
R
Had a little romantic misadventure with a 19 year old student from Whittier, California. What is it about Whittier eh? The boy was a beauty. Lovely peaches and cream complexion and ruby red lips. He looked just like Dino Dinco, the photographer of latin fanclub realness. At first i thought it was Dino because he was affecting a homeboy look. This kid had the sweetest mouth and breath. His kisses were so fresh and languid. And although he was a radiant youth, he wasn't all vanilla extract either. He wanted me to rough him up a bit, which i eagerly complied. I bitch clapped him silly and bit and gnawed all over his body leaving brutal welts and pittance marks. He loved it. I even slugged and kicked him just for good measurely measure. Fun fun fun.
Bricktops Halloween Mae West Sextette Braganza was really energetic. What a great crowd. A cute movie industry titan had his birthday party at the club, so they placed was filled to the rafter early in the evening. There are a lot more straight boys coming to Bricktops, and all the girls are benefiting from all the male action. The first Bricktops baby will be born next year, as a couple met at Bricky's and the girl is preggers.
Penny Starr Junior the ample busomed burlesque beauty put on a little devilish Pas-de-deux and bat dance with the help of the sexy and stacked Darcy Leonard, the hostess of Club Screwball and the imcomparable talents of Amy O'Neill and Nicole Burleson in what they deliciously called DER TANZ DER FLEIDERMAUS. All the men in the audience were aghast at the display of cleave and breastage.
Also St. Salicia Tate the itinerant preacher lady of the gospel and her junior Mormen Elders took to the stage to present "Fornication, No, Theocracy Yes" plus Kim Novak's naughty and gorgeous daugher Nikki Novak of the Fishnet Floozys added more busom to the boost.
Lots of celebs including Bibbe Hansen, Beck's mom, who is sadly leaving LA for New York, along with her husband Sean Carrillo. The Germ's Don Bolles, Augusta, Don Spiro, photographer Matt Lipps, art historian Robert Summers, Pleasant Gehman the princess of Hollywood with Dirty James, the vivacious beauty Jane Cantillon with her twins, movement artist Jean Spinosa, and this hunky unbelievably perfect boy TV actor named Jesse Metcalfe that someone said is in some show on the ABC Network about Desperate Housewifes or some such nonsense. Since i don't have a TV, i wasn't familiar with him, but i was bowled over by his visage.
This just in from my Australian journalist friend now living in Man-Hattan:
you know...I was in a meeting here at the Voice the other day with the Listings Department and I had to explain to them all what a sex-on-premesis venue was. They really didn't understand.
One of the gay boys who works with the team was horrified but then, standard Chelsea Boys are always loathe to admit anything that makes them appear less than squeaky normal.
So, now, I'm reviewing the saunas and bath houses in NYC for the Voice. I mean, I probably won't go to each but I will make sure they're all in the Listings section. They've put in a new box to tick "Click here to find sex on premesis venues in New York City".
And this from my Zoo Magazine editor Rebecca Voight:
Vag,
I know what you mean about glasses. I wonder how far this will go. I can hardly appreciate nouvelle cuisine plate décor anymore!
We had a huge---HUGE profile of Wolfgang in the last Zoo in German. He is good.
I have a DVD player, but I don’t have any time, or I can’t stay awake. That must change.
Gweneviere Turner sounds divine. I really wanted to be a Sarah Lawrence girl, but they didn’t give me a scholarship so I ended up being a Mills girl thanks to a grant from the good old state of California---that was before the Republicans....I like the idea of a Betty Page portrayal. That sounds like a good one to me Vag. I don’t know if that’s exactly what Sandor is thinking about, but it suits me.
At Dutch we have done our way: Emmanuelle Seigner---and right after that she started getting big contracts from YSL and Marc Jacobs. We also did a cover with Vincent Gallo---but that’s understandable---he doesn’t have a publicist and he art directed the shoot himself anyway. It’s not that we want a look up their skirt, it’s just we want to choose the photographer and the stylist...
Viggo Mortensen---ou....That would be great. He has a publishing imprint I read somewhere. You know my personal knowledge of Exene stops at what’s his name---John Doe---her old, old boyfriend and X Co-star. Younger boyfriends always prevail. That’s so true.
Rick Owens made a big fashion statement at the last collections. He marched out with all of his models in a sort of modernist baton twirler formation lineup wearing very, very high stack heel boots and baggy shorts. I’m not sure Anna Wintour was amused. In fact, the room went dead silent. I wonder why?
Sundance. I know what you mean---the festival is where films find distributors. I’m not sure we really care although we’re interested in great films. I always think you can figure out what will get distribution when you see the film, but I’m probably naïve, right? All is Know is we’re late. Is it better to be really early or really late?
R
Tuesday, October 26, 2004
AIMEZ-VOUS BRAHMS?
I must be one of the few people in the world who still keeps written correspondence with friends around the world the old fashioned way of snail mail and sending little artsy fartsy gift packets. Email is soooo damn impersonultra nate. i use it, but since I'm dega olde fashioned putting pen to paper is my favorite moda de BT Express.
Someone i love exchanging long letters, photos and ephemeral with is Dominic Johnson. Dominic is a mesmerizing young British scholar, teacher and writer. His pieces in the the English arts Magazine Frieze are way above brilliantine. His latest is on the Jack Smith Exhibit at the Lawrence O'Hana Gallery in London. Dominic is also curating a series of lectures at the Cartould(Spelling?) Institute, where i will give a presentation soon. Oh and he did a fantastic interview with Raimund Hoghe for Chroma. Dom is gorgeous with that lovely English peaches and cream complexion, earnest soul ripping eyes, and full drippy lips of vermillion. I can't wait to see him in Lubljana in December for Visions of Excess-Balkans.
I must be one of the few people in the world who still keeps written correspondence with friends around the world the old fashioned way of snail mail and sending little artsy fartsy gift packets. Email is soooo damn impersonultra nate. i use it, but since I'm dega olde fashioned putting pen to paper is my favorite moda de BT Express.
Someone i love exchanging long letters, photos and ephemeral with is Dominic Johnson. Dominic is a mesmerizing young British scholar, teacher and writer. His pieces in the the English arts Magazine Frieze are way above brilliantine. His latest is on the Jack Smith Exhibit at the Lawrence O'Hana Gallery in London. Dominic is also curating a series of lectures at the Cartould(Spelling?) Institute, where i will give a presentation soon. Oh and he did a fantastic interview with Raimund Hoghe for Chroma. Dom is gorgeous with that lovely English peaches and cream complexion, earnest soul ripping eyes, and full drippy lips of vermillion. I can't wait to see him in Lubljana in December for Visions of Excess-Balkans.
Saturday, October 23, 2004
ALLES WIRD GUT
O Bricktops you give me such great plea-sure! My Harold Lloyd Cantata was ever so frisky. It seemed like everyone in the club was horny. I got my titties sucked by a hot handsome boy and a beautiful sexy girl at the same time. They were nursing on my breastage, and all while i was DJ-ing. Talk about amberdexterous.
The Ditty Bops ended their October Fest residency with a smashing show that will definately prepare them for their big tour with the Dresden Dolls. The Bops get better and better and the girls voices just glow with resiliency and texture. They are soooo young to have voices that dig so deep inside ones soul. Their hot piano man Greg Masculine was looking especially dapper and sophisticated in his all black-on-black gangster suit.
The internationally known art photographer Wolfgang Tilmans stopped by to see little old me. He has a new show up at the Regens Project Gallery and it opened on Friday, and after his show he had to pay Bricktop a wee visit. I was very much charmed by his deliciousness and those bullet nips i was playing with and teasing. I also got to feel that very firm penile package. When word got out that a big time celeb was in the house all the little boy art whores started cock blocking me, and since i had to DJ i couldn't give Wolfgang all of my attentions, though i certainly wanted to. He is dreamy dreamy dreamy.
Was great to see Miss Jean Spinosa back from the bay area, along with Summer Peaches our taxi dancer, art historian Robert Summers and his photog bick dicked beau Matty Lipps. Don Spiro was looking very chipper and also luscious Nikki Novak of the Fishnet Floozys. Nikki will be performing next week for our Mae West Halloween spectacu along with a special pantomime from Augusta! and Darcy Leonard.
Freddy Berkowitz of Video Ten Productions gave me some copies of his latest DVD release "A Rim with A View" directed by Hans Solo to give out as prizes. I also gave out some Sphicterine which makes your bung whole taste minty fresh. People were loving it. Being the drunkard that i am, i got a little carried away and wound up munching on the garden salad of two young boys right on stage. well a girl sometimes has to get her gnut by any means necessary.
O Bricktops you give me such great plea-sure! My Harold Lloyd Cantata was ever so frisky. It seemed like everyone in the club was horny. I got my titties sucked by a hot handsome boy and a beautiful sexy girl at the same time. They were nursing on my breastage, and all while i was DJ-ing. Talk about amberdexterous.
The Ditty Bops ended their October Fest residency with a smashing show that will definately prepare them for their big tour with the Dresden Dolls. The Bops get better and better and the girls voices just glow with resiliency and texture. They are soooo young to have voices that dig so deep inside ones soul. Their hot piano man Greg Masculine was looking especially dapper and sophisticated in his all black-on-black gangster suit.
The internationally known art photographer Wolfgang Tilmans stopped by to see little old me. He has a new show up at the Regens Project Gallery and it opened on Friday, and after his show he had to pay Bricktop a wee visit. I was very much charmed by his deliciousness and those bullet nips i was playing with and teasing. I also got to feel that very firm penile package. When word got out that a big time celeb was in the house all the little boy art whores started cock blocking me, and since i had to DJ i couldn't give Wolfgang all of my attentions, though i certainly wanted to. He is dreamy dreamy dreamy.
Was great to see Miss Jean Spinosa back from the bay area, along with Summer Peaches our taxi dancer, art historian Robert Summers and his photog bick dicked beau Matty Lipps. Don Spiro was looking very chipper and also luscious Nikki Novak of the Fishnet Floozys. Nikki will be performing next week for our Mae West Halloween spectacu along with a special pantomime from Augusta! and Darcy Leonard.
Freddy Berkowitz of Video Ten Productions gave me some copies of his latest DVD release "A Rim with A View" directed by Hans Solo to give out as prizes. I also gave out some Sphicterine which makes your bung whole taste minty fresh. People were loving it. Being the drunkard that i am, i got a little carried away and wound up munching on the garden salad of two young boys right on stage. well a girl sometimes has to get her gnut by any means necessary.
Thursday, October 21, 2004
VIVA LA PERSISTENCE
Kimya Dawson of Mouldy Peaches fame sent me her new solo CD "Hidden Vagenda" Its an amazing folk record! Talk about timely, yes timely with a capital GMP. Kimya is the anti-Tracey Champman and the new Joan Armatrading. Yeah.
Last night i went to Mata Hari, Abby Travis' club at Tangiers on Hillhurst in Los Feliz Village. What a wonderful evening i had. Mink Stole and her band performed, and they were sensational. Mink sang a bunch of Brian Grillo's old Grillo Follies tunes and brought to them such a sense of urgency. That Mink is one sexy minx. Abby and Kristian Hoffman both outdid themselves. I really loved when Abby was improvising, she is so quick on her feet and enchanting. Later she picked up that bass guitar and was just flicking out magic, magick and more majeeect! I was glad i stopped raining, or i wouldn't have been able to go out as my foot is all swollen and i can barely walk. Temptress Selene Luna also performed and brought the house down in her usual luscious manner. I ordered dinner and it wasn't that great, but i had fun hanging out with Don & Augusta, Michael Schmidt and his date John, Brian Grillo, Bemily and the divine Patty Powers. I never go out midweek, but i needed a treat after spending so many hours watching films for Sundance. What a time consuming job. Now its going to be hard to see movies for pleasure.
Been getting a lot of media contacting me about my relationship with philosopher Jacques Derrida who recently passed. I hadn't talked to him in years, i would receive the occasional letter and he'd send me the packets with unusual porn. The last time we hung out was at this party at the apartment of the director of the French film Amelie. How long has that been now? Oh my 2001.
Here is a little enote from Mr. STH:
dearest Homies,
as a teenager i happened to see my father at my uncle's house (we only spoke a few times after i stopped living with him when i was about 10-11 till he died when i was about 40.) and at a loss of something to say i started talking about music...when i said The Duke was my all time fave, his eyes lit up and he said "O.K. then you know where the A Train goes, right?"
i didn't.
he then said "Why, up to Sugar Hill, of course."
last nite i was reminded of that when the seldom used lyric to that tune was playing in my head and we got off the train at Sugar Hill to see The Classical Theater of Harlem's production of Melvin Van Peebles' "Ain't Supposed To Die A Natural Death" last nite.
the play was very well done, but not quite up to the original production which i know from first hand accounts, film clips and recordings.
this production included Ralph Carter, who the Playbill notes said was active in the theater since the age of 9.
before recieving acclaim on the TV show "Good Times" he had already done much proffessional work including roles in two Galt MacDermott scored productions -"Dude" and "Via Galactica" (the former of which Boyd McDonald worked on as a stage manager -believe it or not.)
a highlight was when the street trannie character called "Funky Girl on Motherless Broadway" taunted a bunch of guys in the front row who looked and acted like firemen or policemen.
when she directed her attention to one in particular and came right up in his face and said "You know Honey, sometimes I just feel so SU-PER-FU-LO-US!" and diva snapped him...he turned red in the face and his buddies went wild.
there was also the most cute little 8-10 year old nerdy boy and his mother sitting next to us...at one point as the play was starting we heard him say to his mother "I'm just so excited I could kick myself in the head!"
we laughed when he said that, at which point his mother turned to us and said "They told me this play had adult content but i decided to bring him anyway...Trochet is my little theatre buff."
Jeff a little later whispered in my ear "She means 'budding faggot'."
all interested parties, will recieve a "Best Of" Mr. Peebles CD when i get around to it.
yours,
-bmx
And a nice permissive missive from John Aes-Nihil of the Aesthetic Nihilsm Archive:
Mistress Vaginal: Due to being stuck in Desert I havent been able to get to many shows however I do have an idea for one. A Tonto or whoever night with Native American music by you , Glen and Leslie of Penis Flytrap. The Vampire Bizare was a giant wet MESS due to extrem rain. Stanton even brought his wife of the week and had to Divorce her by evenings end since she had the Nerve to attempt to Pick Up on Lucifer Fulchi! Jason is editing the William Burroughs movie-still and then Suddenly Last Summer and then Descent Into Glamour. Boom is next to be shot but who knows when. Im attemptying to move back to LA. Have been looking into abandoned Theatres with Leslie however that Brazilian Exorcism Church has most of them. Found a true Gothic Mansion near downtown that is being negoatiated right now. George Petros is doing a book on extream art of the 80s and Im doing a section on Limbo Lounge and You Yourself, Glen, Bunny, Daniel. Whats going on with a TV show I heard you might do? David Woodard went ahaed and actaully did it- he is presently in Elizabeth Neitzsches colony in Paraguay. Of course that brought up an idea- do an Elizabeth Neitzsche night and show Davids video. He might go to Jonestown however hes going to have to call me again since I found a pilot in Guyana who used to fly Brother Jones in and out of there. John
And the latest from Bruce "Judy" La Bruce
oh miss davis: i miss your joanne whorley wisdom. my life is kind of sucky right now. Naushad has walking pneumonia so i haven’t been able to see him since he got back from africa a week ago, and now he’s planning on moving back to africa again, this time possibly for good. so it’s sad, but a man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do. i guess. sometimes life just seems like a series of disappointments. progress is slow in the career department. doors open and then close again; opportunity knocks and then unknocks. i take my mind of it all by going to the gym every day, plus i’m working on a new script (even though i have three on deck already). what’s it all about, bad alfie remake? (how dare they – i’m quickly getting over judas law). but i don’t want to be debbie downer. i have no room to complain when children are dying of mrs. AIDS in africa and marc almond almost died in a motorcycle accident in london. i see los angeles for me in the near future, however, so at least the pleasure of your company is on the whoreizon... x blab
Kimya Dawson of Mouldy Peaches fame sent me her new solo CD "Hidden Vagenda" Its an amazing folk record! Talk about timely, yes timely with a capital GMP. Kimya is the anti-Tracey Champman and the new Joan Armatrading. Yeah.
Last night i went to Mata Hari, Abby Travis' club at Tangiers on Hillhurst in Los Feliz Village. What a wonderful evening i had. Mink Stole and her band performed, and they were sensational. Mink sang a bunch of Brian Grillo's old Grillo Follies tunes and brought to them such a sense of urgency. That Mink is one sexy minx. Abby and Kristian Hoffman both outdid themselves. I really loved when Abby was improvising, she is so quick on her feet and enchanting. Later she picked up that bass guitar and was just flicking out magic, magick and more majeeect! I was glad i stopped raining, or i wouldn't have been able to go out as my foot is all swollen and i can barely walk. Temptress Selene Luna also performed and brought the house down in her usual luscious manner. I ordered dinner and it wasn't that great, but i had fun hanging out with Don & Augusta, Michael Schmidt and his date John, Brian Grillo, Bemily and the divine Patty Powers. I never go out midweek, but i needed a treat after spending so many hours watching films for Sundance. What a time consuming job. Now its going to be hard to see movies for pleasure.
Been getting a lot of media contacting me about my relationship with philosopher Jacques Derrida who recently passed. I hadn't talked to him in years, i would receive the occasional letter and he'd send me the packets with unusual porn. The last time we hung out was at this party at the apartment of the director of the French film Amelie. How long has that been now? Oh my 2001.
Here is a little enote from Mr. STH:
dearest Homies,
as a teenager i happened to see my father at my uncle's house (we only spoke a few times after i stopped living with him when i was about 10-11 till he died when i was about 40.) and at a loss of something to say i started talking about music...when i said The Duke was my all time fave, his eyes lit up and he said "O.K. then you know where the A Train goes, right?"
i didn't.
he then said "Why, up to Sugar Hill, of course."
last nite i was reminded of that when the seldom used lyric to that tune was playing in my head and we got off the train at Sugar Hill to see The Classical Theater of Harlem's production of Melvin Van Peebles' "Ain't Supposed To Die A Natural Death" last nite.
the play was very well done, but not quite up to the original production which i know from first hand accounts, film clips and recordings.
this production included Ralph Carter, who the Playbill notes said was active in the theater since the age of 9.
before recieving acclaim on the TV show "Good Times" he had already done much proffessional work including roles in two Galt MacDermott scored productions -"Dude" and "Via Galactica" (the former of which Boyd McDonald worked on as a stage manager -believe it or not.)
a highlight was when the street trannie character called "Funky Girl on Motherless Broadway" taunted a bunch of guys in the front row who looked and acted like firemen or policemen.
when she directed her attention to one in particular and came right up in his face and said "You know Honey, sometimes I just feel so SU-PER-FU-LO-US!" and diva snapped him...he turned red in the face and his buddies went wild.
there was also the most cute little 8-10 year old nerdy boy and his mother sitting next to us...at one point as the play was starting we heard him say to his mother "I'm just so excited I could kick myself in the head!"
we laughed when he said that, at which point his mother turned to us and said "They told me this play had adult content but i decided to bring him anyway...Trochet is my little theatre buff."
Jeff a little later whispered in my ear "She means 'budding faggot'."
all interested parties, will recieve a "Best Of" Mr. Peebles CD when i get around to it.
yours,
-bmx
And a nice permissive missive from John Aes-Nihil of the Aesthetic Nihilsm Archive:
Mistress Vaginal: Due to being stuck in Desert I havent been able to get to many shows however I do have an idea for one. A Tonto or whoever night with Native American music by you , Glen and Leslie of Penis Flytrap. The Vampire Bizare was a giant wet MESS due to extrem rain. Stanton even brought his wife of the week and had to Divorce her by evenings end since she had the Nerve to attempt to Pick Up on Lucifer Fulchi! Jason is editing the William Burroughs movie-still and then Suddenly Last Summer and then Descent Into Glamour. Boom is next to be shot but who knows when. Im attemptying to move back to LA. Have been looking into abandoned Theatres with Leslie however that Brazilian Exorcism Church has most of them. Found a true Gothic Mansion near downtown that is being negoatiated right now. George Petros is doing a book on extream art of the 80s and Im doing a section on Limbo Lounge and You Yourself, Glen, Bunny, Daniel. Whats going on with a TV show I heard you might do? David Woodard went ahaed and actaully did it- he is presently in Elizabeth Neitzsches colony in Paraguay. Of course that brought up an idea- do an Elizabeth Neitzsche night and show Davids video. He might go to Jonestown however hes going to have to call me again since I found a pilot in Guyana who used to fly Brother Jones in and out of there. John
And the latest from Bruce "Judy" La Bruce
oh miss davis: i miss your joanne whorley wisdom. my life is kind of sucky right now. Naushad has walking pneumonia so i haven’t been able to see him since he got back from africa a week ago, and now he’s planning on moving back to africa again, this time possibly for good. so it’s sad, but a man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do. i guess. sometimes life just seems like a series of disappointments. progress is slow in the career department. doors open and then close again; opportunity knocks and then unknocks. i take my mind of it all by going to the gym every day, plus i’m working on a new script (even though i have three on deck already). what’s it all about, bad alfie remake? (how dare they – i’m quickly getting over judas law). but i don’t want to be debbie downer. i have no room to complain when children are dying of mrs. AIDS in africa and marc almond almost died in a motorcycle accident in london. i see los angeles for me in the near future, however, so at least the pleasure of your company is on the whoreizon... x blab
Saturday, October 16, 2004
THE JOYLESS GOOD LUCK STREET
Greta Garbo night was a gavling successtra. Lots of ladies looking very Garboesque. The boys of the punk band Green Day were in town and wanted to do a couple of tin pan alley songs, and told me they had some great outfits. So of course i kept it a big secret that they were going to be my special guests. Word must have gotten out because there were tons of people. The boys did come by but were way too tired to peform and came after 1am. They will be in LA for a while so the surprise show may take place in the not so distant future. I hope so.
Everyone was getting so drunk and horndoggy Friday. Lots of love connections were made. My sizzling taxi dancers Summer Peaches of Augusta, Georgia and Jason El Norte of Mexico City were raising the crowds libidos. I performed a little burlesque number to the strains of CC Rider, with my spicy beef curtains flapping in the breezus.
Lots of big wigs abounding. Sweet and demure "Tarnation" director Jonathan Caouette with power publicist and sometime actor and bon vivant, the great and glorious Mickey Cottrell(My Own Private Idaho) gentle producer Steven Winters, award winning film editor and juicy juicer Brian Katz(I'd sure like to munch on that bung hole) along with Programming godesses Outfest's luscious Kirsten Schaffer, Sundances tantalizing Shari Frilot, Outfest Executive Director Stephen "Twee" Guitwillig, AIDS czar Ferd Eggen, Samuel French's Marc Simon, with his boyfriend co-hort and UCLA film preservationist David Pendleton, Mean Mommy of the Cheap Beer Club, Steak of Steakhause Productions, The Cabinet of Curiosity, art historian Robert Summers, legendary Afro Sisters Urethra Franklin and Clitoris Turner, Ventura's Dora of Wilde Planet and a host of other luminaries to numerous to mention. Wowza
Greta Garbo night was a gavling successtra. Lots of ladies looking very Garboesque. The boys of the punk band Green Day were in town and wanted to do a couple of tin pan alley songs, and told me they had some great outfits. So of course i kept it a big secret that they were going to be my special guests. Word must have gotten out because there were tons of people. The boys did come by but were way too tired to peform and came after 1am. They will be in LA for a while so the surprise show may take place in the not so distant future. I hope so.
Everyone was getting so drunk and horndoggy Friday. Lots of love connections were made. My sizzling taxi dancers Summer Peaches of Augusta, Georgia and Jason El Norte of Mexico City were raising the crowds libidos. I performed a little burlesque number to the strains of CC Rider, with my spicy beef curtains flapping in the breezus.
Lots of big wigs abounding. Sweet and demure "Tarnation" director Jonathan Caouette with power publicist and sometime actor and bon vivant, the great and glorious Mickey Cottrell(My Own Private Idaho) gentle producer Steven Winters, award winning film editor and juicy juicer Brian Katz(I'd sure like to munch on that bung hole) along with Programming godesses Outfest's luscious Kirsten Schaffer, Sundances tantalizing Shari Frilot, Outfest Executive Director Stephen "Twee" Guitwillig, AIDS czar Ferd Eggen, Samuel French's Marc Simon, with his boyfriend co-hort and UCLA film preservationist David Pendleton, Mean Mommy of the Cheap Beer Club, Steak of Steakhause Productions, The Cabinet of Curiosity, art historian Robert Summers, legendary Afro Sisters Urethra Franklin and Clitoris Turner, Ventura's Dora of Wilde Planet and a host of other luminaries to numerous to mention. Wowza
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