including have lunch with Angie Dickenson. I miss Doris, and I have never even met her. She seems related to me somehow, which is odd because I’m such a night person….
It’s back after twenty years! Symphonie Fantastique is a theatrical abstraction to the music of Berlioz using all underwater puppetry. Sounds interesting? Well it’s not interesting, it’s enthralling. It’s transportation. It’s theater in the form of food for your mind, vitamins for your spirit and a happy pill for your soul. If you have not yet experienced it there are only two words I have for you.
It is only playing for a short while longer. Fly here if you have to. It’s that good. If you are an artist of any kind you will find a renewed enthusiasm in creating. If you are a dancer you will want to move in a new way. If you are a garbage truck driver who quit school in Jr, High, you will “freakin’ love this shit!” Honestly – this is very powerful abstraction that sends your mind to a place where nobody else’s can go. It’s personal. Warning : If you are an overly emotional lover of beauty itself like me – THERE WILL BE SILENT TEARS.
Please go and see Symphonie Fantastique by Basil Twist. It’s as good as Mummenschanz on Broadway. OKAY! There it is! I said it!
It really is.
Find it online. Findout all about the boys, the times, the struggles, and the brand newness of it. Vintage Fire Island super eights alert! Mart’s star studded memories were makin’ me say, “whaaaaa?” quite a bit…luckily I was alone. It’s truly inspiring and smart. I’m only about eight years late with watching this one – good thing it’s timeless. Have you seen it? If not I really think you should. Sal Mineo hits the screen in a bathing suit for a hot second to boot = Essential doc watching.
GAG wants YOU to spray paint your clothes with our stencils and then WEAR THEM at The March with us!
Join your fellow GAGGERS tomorrow, June 23rd, for our ANNUAL SPRAY PARTY at Lucky Bar (168 Avenue B between 10th & 11th Streets) from 1:00pm – 5:00pm! Bring a t-shirt, jacket, messenger bag, hat, bra or jockstrap to spray paint the Gays Against Guns logo onto, and have fun huffing paint with your GAG family. The family that huffs together stays together!
Then the NEXT DAY, Sunday, June 24th, is the PRIDE MARCH! There’s been a LOT of contention around the organization of The March this year. Not least of which comes from Heritage of Pride limiting each contingent to 200 participants. They’re issuing wristbands, and asking folks to show the wristband to access the holding area, from which we’ll be stepping off to join the March. Because of this provision, GAG decided to ask as many of us as possible to participate as Human Beings (the folks dressed in all white, each of whom represents someone who lost their life to gun violence). Our *goal* number is 104 Human Beings, because that’s the average number of people who die from a gunshot every day in The United States. At this time we have 75 people confirmed and over 30 who’ve signed up but haven’t replied to our confirmation text / email. So, if you’re definitely interested in being an HB but haven’t signed up yet, PLEASE email us at : firstname.lastname@example.org
If you want to march with us, but are NOT interested in being an HB, you have a few options. We’re looking for a some more marshals, and a few more HB wranglers (people who’d make sure the HB’s are fine, have water if needed, and don’t get approached by other marchers). If you’re interested in helping out in those ways, please also email us at : email@example.com. You’ll be asked to wear all black so as to distinguish yourself from the HB’s. The OTHER option is slightly more complicated. We definitely want as many people to march with us as possible, and we encourage you to join us, even if you don’t have a wristband. We were told that some of the Resistance contingents would be arriving with fewer than 200 people, and that the Heritage of Pride volunteers who will be staffing the entrance to our staging area, which is 17th Street between 7th & 8th Avenues, would make allowances for that fact. (IMPORTANT SIDE NOTE : you MUST approach this area from the WEST side of the avenue. There will NOT be an opportunity to cross the avenue at 17th Street, or probably anywhere near there). It is, however, crucial to know that we don’t have any assurances from HOP that people without wristbands will be allowed into our staging area. This is one of the many, many issues that some individuals, as well as the group The Reclaim Pride Coalition, have been upset with Heritage of Pride about. To voice your anger and/or concerns, attend the Reclaim Pride Coalition meeting tomorrow (Saturday 6/23) morning at The Center (208 W 13th Street in Manhattan) from 11:00am – 2:00pm and make yourself heard.
So, we’d love to see you all there, but be forewarned that there’s a possibility that it will include an argument at the gate. There will be GAG members at 17th St & 7th Ave at all times, so please reach out to them if you’re experiencing difficulty entering the staging area. This is OUR March, and we do NOT want ANYONE to be kept from participating in it.
Gays Against Guns had our very first public appearance at The Pride March in 2016. It was only a few short days after the Pulse shooting, and our emotions were raw and on display. We could never have imagined that GAG would not only survive, but flourish into a national organization, with new chapters springing up often. We’ve introduced direct action and civil disobedience into the vernacular for the Gun Violence Prevention movement, and we’ve charted a course for new groups, such as March For Our Lives, by showing them that the time for polite conversation around the topic of gun violence has past. We’re so VERY proud of the work that we’ve done, and the accomplishments that we’ve made. And we owe it all to you : our membership. YOU ARE GAG! JOIN US AT THE MARCH AND CLAIM YOUR SPACE!!!
For more info about GAG, visit : www.gaysagainstguns.net
I’m honored to be included in a show of Christopher Makos’ photos on view now at Ralph Pucci International – 44 West 18 St NY, NY 1001. The series is, “Stand Up Portraits” by Christopher Makos and I’m thinking this was taken about 1993. I remember feeling great about just being asked to pose and to be included. Christopher’s photography has always been pure class so I was inspired to try and portray some.
The outfit was a working sample from the Todd Oldham showroom, came with the beret and was returned quite heavily smudged with derma-color pretty much all over the entire inside. Oops. Is it too late to say, “I’m sorry?” Funny the things you remember… Todd and Tony and Angel had quite a few tricks for cleaning the samples though, I remember a paste of Cascade being one of their secret big guns. Was it Granny who discovered that one? Such are the details that remain among the faded spots that make up, “The Stains of Our Lives.” Wait, if my stains are my story then what about all the ones that came out!?
The shoes were the Blahniks I wore in a few of Todd’s shows – black duchess satin (who said duchess satin?) with gold straps and gold “actual woman height” heels. They were so perfectly balanced, it was hard to know you had them on. I once saw Carrie Donovan wearing the same exact style at 60,000 feet in the air while traveling at mach 2.0. True fact. Pointed with no pinch. Comfortable? You put those on and you say, “What shoe?” “Am I wearing a shoe right now?” “Seriously, look at my foot, am I wearing a shoe on my foot right now?” That’s a shoe. What a shoe.
I borrowed the wig from Sister Dimension.
“A wig and a hat, no questions asked.” – that’s a quote from Teri Toye. I never forgot it. Now you never will either.
Big ups to Bob Renk for sending us this mind hurting video.
1. This is not a lost French and Saunders sketch.
2. The Petticoat 5 was real.
As far as specialty computers go, the only one I can think of that might be anything would be, “The SeniorMac” by APPLEsauce, because for one thing, I can’t even read these tiny letters on this gigantic screen anymore. Honestly. Not a single word…and I’m still typing. Tippy Tippy tap tap tap.
type to talk. type to blog. type to post. No talking please. Typing only.
I miss pencils.
Pansybeat is available online RIGHT HERE.
Order several, order several today.
Please join author and mag mastermind. Michael Economy and the rest of the Pansybeat crew on May 4th from 6:00 to 8:00 PM at Printed Matter – 231 11th Ave, NY, NY 10001 – in the heart of OUCH (Outer Chelsea) as we celebrate the launch of this important publication. I’m predicting paper cups.
TELL EVERYBODY. TELL EVERYBODY NOW.
Good afternoon, Pansybeat Special Operator…
Yes maam, I have that link right here for you…
Yes, that’s right maam/sir, fresh copies of the Pansybeat book will be available to the general public for under forty dollars. Yes that’s right sir/madame I did say, under forty dollars.
I’ll tell you what miss/mister, you can barely get home from a Tyler Perry movie for under forty dollars. Not these days…and if you feel like Raisinettes – well – your in over fifty by the time you get home. Raisinettes are high. That’s true.
Between you and me I find this book more entertaining than most feature films as of late. I really do.
OK then sir/madame, I wish you a wonderful evening and I look forward to hearing about the event.
I don’t want to normalize ANYTHING.
Vintage graphic t’s are all the rage in Japan. Ask any sales associate at Goodwill and they’ll tell you they come in early and buy ’em all. Well you know what? I’m happy for them. No I’m not. I couldn’t care less who buys what when Goodwill opens. I don’t even know what time that would be but I am willing to bet it’s fifteen minutes after they say it is in NYC. I’m going to stop myself right there.
RESIST T-SHIRTS ARE AVAILABLE NOW FROM NEW CULT ICON.
or click the pics and get ’em. This is a CLICK AND GIT situation.
This and crispy, that’s how I like it. Fresh mozzarella and I’m not mad at fresh basil.
If you’re near Murray Hill ( the neighborhood, NOT the comedy genius ) do yourself a flavor and skip DJ Pizza. Yeah.
DJ Pizza – great name…and little else.
I’m still dealing with my deep dish depression over the closure of Pizza Box on Bleeker where, in the hard times eighties, I considered dried oregano a vegetable.
These days you may find me at Village Pizza at 65 8th Ave and Gansevoort St.
(directly across from Janet Jackson Square – #JJS) Tony’s gone but speak to Hugo. Hugo knows crispy. Chicken Parm? No harm. Calzones? sure…but not today. Today’s a National Pizza holiday. Treat yourself and order a whole pie with three Snapples. Tomorrow you won’t have to leave the house.