219 posts from October 2015
Kieran Turner gathers some of his favorite horrifying movies-of-the-week of the '70s and '80s.
Billboard's Keith Caulfield dives right in with Chris Mears, the Olympic diver who is now trying his hand at modeling and music.
Win a pair of tickets to STEVE at The New Group!
To enter, just comment this post with your favorite movie, TV show or play that contains a person's name. I'll pick 5 of you at random to win 1 week from tonight at 5 p.m. ET. Good luck! U.S. only. Must be able to attend the show.
Win tickets to the World Premiere of
by Mark Gerrard
directed by Cynthia Nixon
with Ashlie Atkinson, Mario Cantone, Jerry Dixon, Francisco Pryor Garat, Malcolm Gets, and Matt McGrath.
As Steven, a failed Broadway chorus boy turned stay-at-home dad, celebrates yet another birthday, he finds himself filled with fear and uncertainty. Is Stephen, his partner of 14 years, cheating on him? Is his best friend really dying? And what, exactly, has he done with his life? A world premiere comedy about Being Alive and What I Did For Love and...All That Jazz.
Win a special voucher redeemable for a pair of tickets to any performance during the run of the show [subject to availability]!
Tickets available now at TicketCentral.com.
Performances from November 3 through December 27.
Regular Performance Schedule: Tuesday - Friday @ 7:30pm \\ Saturday @ 2pm and 8pm \\ Sunday @ 2pm
Added performances: Wednesday, Nov. 25 at 2pm, Wednesday, Dec. 16 at 2pm, and Wednesday, Dec. 23 at 2pm.
**There will be post-show talkbacks on November 10, November 24, and December 10.**
No performances: Thursday, Nov. 26, Thursday, Dec. 24 and Friday, Dec. 25.
The New Group at The Pershing Square Signature Center
The Romulus Linney Courtyard Theatre
480 West 42nd Street
New York, NY 10036
I was never a huge fan of Halloween; even as a kid, I didn't often push the holiday forward via creative outfits so much as I settle on something—anything—in order to obtain the candy.
Seen above, one exception was the year I went as a woman. I think this was pretty fantastically ballsy of me, considering it was the fourth grade and my first year in a a new school!
I remember being Superman one year and Scooby-Doo, but those were just the classic boxed outfits all kids wore. I was a hobo, and spent most of the year masquerading as anything but a homo.
The last time I ever trick-or-treated, I went as Groucho Marx, a person none of my peers had even heard of.
In college, I got my straight-but-provocative roomie to join so we could go as two Castro clones. I don't know where I got the jockstrap, but—convinced I was a bottom then—I did own the black T-shirt with the word BOTTOM on the chest. I wore this to two parties, one at a college professor's (I was trying to flush him out as gay, but all he did was take me to his room and show me his original Polyester Odorama card—as good as an admission) and one at my director Matt Denckla's place. Matt had directed me in Torch Song Trilogy, my only acting gig ever.
The last time I ever dressed up for Halloween was 1991, when I went as Theda Bara, who almost no one under the age of 70 had heard of:
If I can't top that, I don't see the point of dressing up again.
I really can't believe it's been 20 whole years. Book publishing and promotion has changed even more than my hair has—back then, doing signings and appearances was a very big part of every legit book's launch, and there were brick-and-mortar bookstores in which to do them!
My appearance in my hometown (well, in nearby Flint, Michigan) at a bookstore was the most surreal, because I sat there in a suit as a line of people I was related to/grew up with filed past my table and got my autograph. Awkward! I was proud, but also felt like this was a little formal considering the book I was publishing was not The Thorn Birds.
My NYC book-signing was at a Barnes & Noble and attracted quite a few of my co-workers from St. Martin's Press, yet also some total strangers who were Madonna fans. It blew my mind that strangers would find out about my book-signing, come out and also pay to own my book.
Finally, I also went back to Chicago for some promo. I think I did a themed night at a club (nobody was there for me—it was a club!) and I also did a signing at some kind of swanky restaurant, another odd venue. The latter was noteworthy for attracting most of my old U of C chums.
This time around, I had my book(s) party and will appear at Rockbar ... and social media is taking care of the rest!