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The Bruce Jenner/Diane Sawyer teaser plays like a suspense film.
Hot question of gay.
Barry Manilow's 1st wife glad he fell in love at the Copa, Copacabana...!
NYC artist wins—it's OK in NYC to photograph people through their windows.
Chelsea Clinton sounds ready for Hillary.
Face it—President Obama really has been a fierce advocate.
Obama & (Raul) Castro have a sit-down meeting. Right-wing heads 'splode.
Nick the Gardener, a.k.a. Billy Reilich, flashes for 2(x)ist.
Queen Bey & the Biebs @ Coachella.
Anti-gay pizzeria rolling in dough.
Mary Kay Letourneau & Vili Fualaau reveal their kids.
HUNG UP: Size queen or mental case?
Justin Timberlake & Jessica Biel welcome a (future) boy (band member)!
I hope he (see below) is up for grabs.
James Dean is alive! (Kinda.)
Everyone is rooting for Liza!
Anderson Cooper is Team Kathy.
Yale running back has got back.
Frank makes sure the door hits Schock on the way out.
Schock's dad has almost figured it out.
Zayn quits 1D?
President Obama regrets not closing Guantanamo.
Series-high ratings for Empire.
Dressing up like a dog for sex is a thing.
White people are sad about Black History Month.
Meet Lady Gaga's stylist.
*NSYNC's No Strings Attached is 15 years old.
The above snap was deleted by Instagram due to that topless “Josephine Baker” on the right.
Madonna's unflapperable at '20s-themed b'day bash, sings '40s song “La Vie en Rose”.
Twitter outrage as Justin Timberlake calls b'day girl Madonna his “ninja.”
2008 tune “The Beat Is So Crazy” by Eve feat. Madonna leaks.
If you like your men HUGE....
Slut-shaming on the road to the Yellow Brick Road.
LAPD beats a man to death
Another very bad night in Ferguson, MO.
Holder authorizes 2nd, federal autopsy of Brown.
Governor disparages release of Brown store video.
Shirtless Amell takes on ALS ice bucket challenge.
Gambling for children.
Rob Lowe sends his kid off to college.
Positive or negative, who could date this Islamophobic wingnut?
How one man escaped from ISIS.
Denzel said yes, yes, yes to a stint in rehab.
Oh, BTW, Nixon was a traitor.
Opera singer Licia Albanese dies @ 105 (!!!).
Should Doug Repetti grow his hair out again?
Straight guys react to Jack'd.
Debbie Harry says Madonna is “dynamic,” Miley is “restless”...and more.
Accused politico removes his dentures in court to prove he wasn't drunk.
Justin Bieber's shirtless blank-grope at Cannes. (Work Unfriendly)
John Travolta's chin snood also does Cannes.
Tupac Shakur's last words.
G.I. Joe's creator dies.
Not-gay Aaron Schock's not-gay Instagram.
10 things HIV-positive men want you to know about HIV.
Will Truvada lead to a(nother) gay sexual revolution?
How much $$$ top (and bottom) stars make for a single night's work.
He spent $1,200 on Mariah Carey's new album.
Funny, but that look was '85, not '81:
Tennessee passes bill that encourages anti-gay bullying because Jesus.
The “Next Generation of Stonewall” profiled. Go, Rich Ferraro!
Michael Alig fears gays, upon being accepted, will become boring.
Putin blaming Ukraine on “gay Nazis.”
Nicole Kidman's face goes on strike.
Net neutrality R.I.P.?
Sexy footballer Aaron Rodgers grows a high-profile beard.
17-year-old tops congressman. Yes, Republicans are involved.
Justin Timblerlake performs with dead Michael Jackson.
9/11 Museum dedicated by President Obama & a host of NYC mayors.
Satan has even more plans for teens than Bryan Singer.
Leak video of Solange vs. Jay-Z, get your ass fired.
Liberal New York Times doesn't believe in equal pay for women.
Broadway's “Spider-Man” Reeve Carney unveils his hot behind. (Work Unfriendly)
Courtney Act tweaks “Mean Gays” in RuPaul's Drag Race star-studded vid.
As of midnight last night, it was exactly six years since my first post. It's been a tough thing to keep up with a dayjob and outside activities, and just when I think I might walk away, a valuable connection or interesting opportunity or a kind word comes my way. Thank you all for reading me.
Of whom are you more jealous?
Here are my favorite 100+ posts out of nearly 11,000. Please take some time to read (or re-read!) a couple and tweet or Facebook any you like.
FROM BOY TO MAN: BC B.C. (2007): The entire history of my novell and novel Boy Culture as well as the movie version; might be my ultimate post.
BOY ON FILM (2006): An account of the NYC launch party for Boy Culture as it played the TriBeCa Film Fest.
FRIENDS AND "FAMILY" (2006): The movie version of Boy Culture hits Chicago.
RAPT PUPIL (2006): The final night of Outfest with Boy Culture; I was fat but on the other hand got to meet Bryan Singer.
"Your pictures suck" (2008): An art critic attacks me, but not without sustaining some hits in return.
DRAWN TOGETHER (2008): How my desire to draw related to my secret desire. One of my absolute favorite posts.
LOST ANGELES (2009): My favorite photographic travelogue of L.A.
ART IMITATES LIFE (2006): My 9/11 and my distaste for grief tourism.
BURNING MAN (2007): Tribute to my late high school friend and first romance.
LOST BOY FOUND (2011): There is a book in here somewhere.
CIAO HOUNDS: OUR TRIP TO ITALY (2011): Finally got José to Europe.
ILLINOIS DEATH TRIP (2007): Ruminations on death while revisiting a past home, and the past.
PASSING BY (2008): Mourning the loss of a person I only met once.
Simon Curtis uploads on us
Simon Curtis's goal in life is to become a popstar. I think the 24-year-old dynamo has wanted this more than anything since at least the days when *NSYNC roamed the earth, and I'm certain he was most urgently spurred on by the rise and rise and fall and fall and rise of Britney Spears. Don't hold that against him; he's better than his #1 idol, even if he would be loath to admit it. But being better, being good, is no guarantee in the world of pop—the right look, luck, connections, hard work, timing and an unquantifiable X factor are at least as important as talent. Talent is almost an embarrassment of riches if you have several or all of the others.
I go way back with Simon Curtis, back to his original name, back to when he lived in Oklahoma (he's now "too left for Oklahoma, too right for L.A., just right"), back to when he was 18 and entered a contest in the magazine I was editing. The contest was called "Get Famous" and promised one male and one female winner a chance to be flown to Orlando to meet with and perform for pop mega-producer Johnny Wright. Not too many boys entered, maybe because at the time every male who could sing or dance was already in a boy band, but it didn't matter—Curtis's entry (which I still have) clearly revealed his was a winning package. It was a package sporting several of those aforementioned important traits for pop success plus the icing on the cake—talent.
The prize was fulfilled, though I question how beneficial it was for him. Maybe it gave him a taste of winning against long odds...but then he'd probably already learned that lesson by beating leukemia as a child after being given only a 50% chance of survival. But I think listening to Max Martin over and over had more to do with nurturing his creativity.
Over the years, I've stayed in touch with Curtis and both encouraged and critiqued him. My criticism of his early songs that he'll remember involved his using too many 25-cent words, which is a good problem to have because it means you're smarter than your chosen medium. Mostly I've assumed he would "make it" at some point, and while I've done my part, Simon's not someone to sit around and wait for things to be done for him. As much faith as I've always had in his talent, I've been as amazed as some of his doubters by just how successful he's been—he moved to L.A., persevered through some management issues, hooked up with a producer, released an EP (the purposely and purposefully titled Alter Boy), did some fairly high-profile acting and eventually, earlier this year, found himself spending 13 frantic days writing and recording his album 8Bit Heart "in a tiny basement in the hills of West Virginia."
The album is available for free download by clicking here and has already attracted high-profile attention, including a rave from Pop Reviews Now, a Larry Flick interview, a campaign by Lady GaGa's monsters to get her to listen to it and a Tweet by Adam Lambert proclaiming it to be "sick!" followed by an invitation for Curtis to write on his next CD.
I mention my history with Curtis by way of full disclosure. He is my friend and I do want him to do well. But I will just review his record as if I didn't know the guy. Or rather, as if I didn't know him personally but knew he'd be reading this—which is how I review everything anyway, come to think of it.