St. Mope and The Smiths, Pier 84, August 6th, 1986 The immediate years after I graduated high school were mercurial times for me. My parents had separated toward the end of 1985 (a marriage that lasted years too long, though they imprudently got back together briefly months later, before finally imploding for good) and our … Continue reading Music Box: The Smiths at Pier 84, NYC 8.6.86
***** Lest anyone think I’m an aging (yes) prude (no), I pride myself with being edgy. Okay, perhaps “edgy” is hyperbole. But, my motto, years ago, was “I was politically incorrect when political incorrectness wasn’t cool”. Seriously. Not catchy, I know, but true. Then why do I feel like this photo (in the latest Rolling … Continue reading Idiot Box: I Wanna Fuck You Like An Animal
I've never heard of Steve Hughes before coming across this clip posted by one of my Facebook groups, WIPEOUT HOMOPHOBIA ON FACEBOOK, and according to his Wikipedia page, he was a member/founder of various thrash metal bands through the 80s and 90s in his native Australia. Such genre bands are not exactly the bastions of … Continue reading “STRAIGHT. It’s the new GAY”
My friend Jim sent this to me with the subject line 'GASP'. Indeed. Not sure if this is fascinatingly scary, as I replied to him, or scarily fascinating (there is a difference, after all). In any case, ya gotta admire his, er, flexibility, mimicry and talent. Yeah, talent. And Beyonce got nothin' on her. Sistas … Continue reading Music Box: Sistah Is Doing It For Herself!
Ahhh…TV rarely gets as gay as this anymore (I mean, besides Bravo, HGTV and American Idol, of course). Enjoy these lavender nuggets, first aired in the early 80s, at the time when the Chelsea Piers were a breeding ground for infectious diseases (sorta still is), Times Square was a vile den of iniquity, San Francisco … Continue reading Idiot Box: I Want My Gay TV