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Oct 29 2014
Stalking In L.A.: Another Hollywood Show Starf*ck Comments (0)
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Above, check out more than 20 then-and-now split-screen images of stars!

Christopher-Riordan-1Last weekend was my third of four celeb-soaked encounters in the space of a month—first I hit up the Courts Celebrities Fan Fest, then New York Comic Con, then another edition of the Hollywood Show in L.A. (KEEP READING) and finally this past weekend's Chiller Theatre.

More on Chiller very soon.

First up, the L.A. Hollywood Show was quieter this time, leading some attendees to wonder if this type of non-genre autograph show might be dying off quicker than Old Hollywood. But it wasn't nearly as dead as the Courts version, so there was still a good flow of starfuckers to keep most of the celebs busy—at least on Saturday. (Sunday was a graveyard—never go if you can only go on a Sunday, when a chunk of the celebs will have decided to suddenly get a bad cold and not show.)

Above, in the gallery, check out juicy then-and-now photos. After the jump, my impressions of each star I met...

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Oct 26 2014
The Man Who Encouraged Me To Be Me Comments (0)

Sheli-Walling-MartinImage by Sheli Walling Martin (1988)

I found out from a fellow classmate that my high school art teacher, Mr. Wolfgang, has passed away. Mr. Wolfgang was a person who encouraged my creativity in an aggressive way, praising me for my technical abilities when I would draw realistic (-ish) images of popstars like Tina Turner and Sade, but who then also told me (and us) to be daring, to try new things. I took that to heart and embraced a totally new style, which consisted of intricate abstractions and surreal, often overtly sexual or genderfuck drawings, which gave me a sense of freedom.

I was never the same after his class, and was honored to be chosen as one of his top students my senior year.

He also used to let each of us, on a rotating basis, choose an album to play during class. When I chose Debbie Harry's Rockbird, he noted that as a singer she made a great model.

Look, he had great taste but he wasn't perfect!

I'll miss knowing he's around. Great guy and artist, and wonderful teacher.

 
Oct 24 2014
Cover To Cover Comments (0)

When I moved to NYC 22 years ago, I came to work as an editorial assistant at St. Martin's Press. I worked for Gordon Van Gelder (who edited science fiction and pop culture books) and the late MichaelDennenyLinda O'Brien (who was a manager of the “grid,” the list of all the company's hundreds of titles). Linda was close to SMP's longtime gay-interest editor Michael Denneny, whose Stonewall Inn Editions imprint published many of the most popular and respected gay books of the '70s and '80s, so I was able to speak with him and even attended a party at his apartment. (As a young gay guy, I will never forget that he proudly had a picture of porn actor Steve Fox on his fridge.)

Michael was someone we looked up to as a pioneer and as a cerebral man whose taste was both literary and commercial. He had to fight to publish books he knew would sell a few thousand copies, and would balance that with books he knew would sell many times that—yet he usually had to fight to publish those as well.

I was so disappointed when, while still working at SMP, my gay novel Boy Culture was not deemed fit to be a part of Stonewall Inn (not by Michael). I still own a lot of the free books that came from Michael's office, a den of literacy and iniquity, not to mention my Divine paper doll book that he published.

Denneny just granted the Lambda Literary Review a long interview. In it, he talks about the state of gay writing today by noting its past:

“[T]he assimilationist wave has been dominant for the last decade, balancing the first decade (the ’70s) dominated by the liberationists–the middle two decades essentially devoted to the fight against AIDS. I suspect these two poles of the culture will always be with us. Which is the right strategy depends on the historical moment. We’ll see what emerges.”

Check out this fascinating interview for more.

 
Oct 22 2014
She Put A Spell On Me: Meeting Annie Lennox Comments (0)
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 Dazzling Annie at B&N in the gallery above!

I've met some of my most intensely beloved '80s idols, but Annie Lennox was a hold-out...until tonight! Appearing at a Barnes & Noble Union Square chat with Rolling Stone's Anthony DeCurtis, she was promoting her new CD Nostalgia, a covers collection.

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Full tracklisting of Nostalgia:

“Memphis in June”

“Georgia on My Mind”

“I Put a Spell on You”

“Summertime”

“I Cover the Waterfront”

“Strange Fruit”

“God Bless the Child”

“You Belong to Me”

“September in the Rain”

“I Can Dream, Can't I?

“The Nearness of You”

“Mood Indigo”

IMG_9814I was able to snap some shots of Annie when she first arrived—all smiles, dutifully holding her CD up—and then snagged a front-row seat for the talk.

Annie looks great, and more importantly, she is an almost singularly cerebral popstar, one who spoke eloquently about the AIDS pandemic, the backstories she creates when singing a song and also about her #1 favorite gig ever—which just so happens to be the David Bowie duet I posted quite recently!

IMG_9807It was such a warm gathering, one that started with her thanking us for coming:

“I just to thank everybody that came here this morning...I want to tell you that I'm so grateful to you for taking time out of your busy lives to come to hear and wait to see me. That's touched me deeply, so thank you.”

Lennox spoke of how timeless the songs on her new album really are (many written in the '30s), admitted she adores “the down-the-rabbit-hole experience” of YouTube and confessed that she in fact used the site to help her in her song selection.

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Boy-Culture-logo1I was lucky enough to have photographer Bruce Glikas on hand to take my photo with Annie (I was one of the first to go, so she hadn't figured out to lean into the photo more just yet). When I had my moment with her, I told her that her early genderfuck presentation with Eurythmics, while not my issue, made me a better person by opening my mind to other possibilities at an early age. She listened intently and thanked me for sharing that. Probably the most substantive gush I've had toward a star I've encountered, but her intellectual conversation just prior was inspirational.

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Annie-Lennox-fan-2Greeting longtime fans Jeannie & Danny

Check out the full video after the jump and all my photos in the gallery at the top of this post...

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Oct 21 2014
What A Booty Of Work! Comments (0)

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As I work on my upcoming books Starf*cker (Lethe Press, spring 2015) and Encyclopedia Madonnica: 20th Anniversary Edition (spring 2015), please feel free to sample my 99-cent collection of gay erotica from the '90s, Young and Horny.

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Also:

Friend me on Facebook, follow my blog's Facebook page, follow me on Twitter, follow my sexy-guys-on-the-street Instagram, check me out on Vimeo and—if you're okay with (Work Unfriendly) material—you can indulge in my X-rated Tumblr.

AssI love that it looks like people are staring at this and commenting on it like it's an art exhibit.

 

 
Oct 15 2014
Scenes From A Maul: 100s Of Hustlaball Photos Everyone In Them Hopes His Mom Won't See Comments (0)
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Nearly 30 more hot shots in the gallery above

I had heard about Hustlaball in the past, but wasn't sure it would be my scene—guys walking around naked, pornstars having live sex on stages, back rooms, the inevitable women who feel they're being ultra-edgy by invading all-male orgies.

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DSC07200-Mr-Pam-HustlaballThis town needs an enema: mr. Pam drinks up!

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DSC07520-gay-glitterati-Brent-Corrigan-HustlaballLiza, Calvin, Halston, Liz and...oh, wait! Wrong century.

Then I thought: Who am I kidding?

I showed up at 11PM, already tired and hungry. Hungry not in the grrrr—do me! way, but in the grrrr!—I could use some McNuggets way. Appropriately, I had a very easy entry (VIP!).

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DSC07175-porn-biceps-HustlaballSeth Santoro gets his abs on for his 3-way. Just how I spend a typical Sunday evening.

DSC07180-stripper-HustlaballIsrael Oka gave me a split, wet beaver pic for my very dirty Tumblr.

DSC07203-Levi-Karter-Liam-RileyTwink sensation/former cheerlebrity (it's a real thing!) Liam Riley with indefatigable Levi Karter

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DSC07186-Maverick-Men-HustlaballThe Maverick Men were there, taking a few hours off from banging people out to find new people to bang out.

DSC07245-Boomer-Banks-HustlaballTake it from the top: Famously horse-hung Boomer Banks

DSC07247-strippers-pornstars-HustlaballLevi Michaels with a friend who told me, “I'm nobody!” (no, you're definitely some body)

DSC07252-hairy-HustlaballFur real: Mike De Marko is like the X-rated Andrew Rannells.

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DSC07219-Tayte-Hanson-HustaballDazzling Tayte Hanson's best side is both sides.

DSC07525-Ryan-Rose-HustlaballDancing with the Pornstars: Ryan Rose, Colton Grey & Diesel Washington

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DSC07536-Brent-Corrigan-genderfuck-HustlaballBrent Corrigan was the biggest star, and did the biggest transformation once he was done performing.

Inside, I immediately got the handle on it all: Three levels of a suitably careworn bar/club space, the kind of place (it was called Slake) with exposed brick and blood-red or black walls and the kind of floor you wouldn't feel bad soiling by adding another orgasm to it.

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Oct 13 2014
Rossy Is A Rossy Is A Rossy Is A Rossy Is A Rossy: A Review Of Jessica Mitrani's TRAVELING LADY Comments (0)
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BOY CULTURE REVIEW: *** out of ****

It's not every day that I'm invited to the U.S. stage debut of a Pedro Almodovar superstar, so how could I refuse when offered the chance to see Traveling Lady, a multi-media presentation by Colombian visual artist/director Jessica Mitrani and Spanish film icon Rossy de Palma? Answer: I couldn't, and I didn't.

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After initially bobbling the invite for me plus-one (sorry, Nathaniel!), I showed up fresh from a full day at New York Comic Con and a quick visit with Don Bachardy to find a long line outside FIAF Florence Gould Hall (55. E. 59th). A passer-by seemed nonplused when I told her we were waiting for a show. “A theatrical performance???” she sputtered. It was as if she knew what was in store for us; we didn't, however, so I went in thinking we were seeing a play while my companion Jason though it would be a movie. We were both kinda right.

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Rossy-de-PalmaWith “Kika” herself!

A part of FIAF's Crossing the Line 2014 series, Traveling Lady turned out to be a singular experience. I wish I had seen it both nights it played to get a firmer grasp on it, but I did divine its staunchly feminist roots, using as a jumping-off point the 19th-Century travels of journalist Nellie Bly. The show made use of a booming female voice-over, outstandingly dazzling projections, a somewhat goofy, talking, 8-foot dress with no body in it (voiced with an insinuating authority by Joan Juliet Buck), original music and all-too-brief appearances by de Palma in the flesh, lip-synching to her pre-recorded recitations.

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De Palma plays more than Bly; it quickly becomes obvious she is embodying various female archetypes. In so doing, she only had to appear briefly, allowing her unique visage to do all the talking. She merely had to stand there in order to give the show a twisted depth. Her presence is so arresting it was shocking later to meet her and see that she herself isn't 8 feet tall.

6a00d8341c2ca253ef01bb0796ee37970d-550wiThe show lagged when it became too esoteric for its own good, but I felt was saved from being a parody of NYC performance art excess thanks to its tongue-in-cheek humor. While it's true enough that some of its odder visuals would have baffled the real Bly (who once feigned insanity in order to explore the depravity of early insane asylums), I felt the show's broad send-up of branding and marketing were spot-on and LOL hilarious. I was also very taken with the show's tangential embrace of passages from the writings of Gertrude Stein (Ida: A Novel), which gave perfect voice to some of Mitrani's visuals.

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All in all, Mitrani and de Palma's collaboration seemed a match made in heaven.

Afterward, we were invited to a champagne toast, at which de Palma was mobbed and a child was given a birthday cake. When I met her and congratulated her on the show, de Palma rasped in her wonderful way, “Wasn't it great???” and enthusiastically posed for photos.

 
Oct 12 2014
Paying Guests: An Expensive Trip To New York Comic Con Comments (0)

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I hit New York Comic Con for the third year in a row, this time waiting until the day-of to snag an $80 day pass via Craigslist. The boy who sold it to me in Port Authority (the transaction had all the earmarks of a situation that should end with cops appearing and shouting “swarm! swarm! swarm!” into their walkie-talkies) was supernice, and sure enough, the thing worked fine—I tapped in with no problem.

I arrived a little before the first of four (why?) paid photo ops I'd signed up for. I'd spaced them out enough that I figured I'd have tons of time between them to shoot cute, straight/bicurious boys in revealing leotards (Comic Con being to guys as Halloween is to girl = the perfect opportunity to dress like sluts). I figured wrong! Though the lines are miraculously well managed, the photo ops kinda sucked the air out of the room. (I'll post sexy boys in leotards in another post next week!)

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First up was William Shatner, 83. By all accounts a bad person, he was actually supernice. His line  as enormous (ka-ching!), and we filed through the heavily shielded pro-photo tent so quickly it was the photographic equivalent of leaping from a moving van. After placing my $$$ camera in the able hands of a lesbian or lesbian-ready attendant—NO CAMERAS ALLOWED ANYWHERE NEAR THE STARS IN THIS AREA, FOLKS!—I stepped up to Shatner and told him quickly I was there for Twilight Zone, that he'd been in one of the best episodes ever. He thanked me graciously, a photo was snapped as soon as I looked up and then they were encouraging me to go-right-now. I'd wanted to ask him about being in SNL skits with the recently departed Jan Hooks, but NO EXTENDED CONVERSATIONS IN THE PHOTO AREA, FOLKS.

Shatner got my attention as I dazedly left, making sure to thank me for coming. I will just have to take all of his co-stars at their word when they say he is an ogre.

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