Sunday, January 27, 2008

Today ...



... feels like a, "I hate my flab, but I like LA" day ...

Thursday, January 17, 2008

Poet of the Week: Gregory Corso


I first came across Gregory Corso a wee few years ago back in um ... highschool, and just um ... last year in college I used a few of his poems in reader's theatre productions. Each of the poems below I used ... when I saw the title God Is A Masturbator I knew that I would like him. He further intrigued me with On Chessman's Crime, and I used European Thoughts 1959 in my senior thesis. It was Of One Month's Reading of English Newspapers that would be my epiphany - it would be this poem that would be one of my favorite performances ever. Done with a sinister British accent and two beautiful girls (girl scouts) backing me up it gave rise to a very creepy Mr. Mead.

Mindfield - book of his poetry

Other websites of interest:
Wikipedia
Poetry
More Poetry
Beat Museum




Of One Month's Reading of English Newspapers
Ah, pierced is October; the tocsin tolls
And autumnographers wage their agriculture-
The temerity of a man sobs in a brush:
O God What Have I Done!
Pants down to ankles, bended knees,
Stunned head in hands--Sprawled beneath him
A baby virgina: a throated lambmess--bringing flies.
Girls of one to ten
Beware of Englishmen
All streets are lurk of them
Mary Dare? Art thou Mary Dare?
White Chapel Street is fog again
And girls are getting lost
--Is it Burke? Is it Hare?
The kind man behind the kind man
Is the kind of man who could and can
--Noon, slow, brool, a flowerian dress
Breezing over a flowerian face,
Sticky sex, sticky death, sticky sticky
Gold-eyed Regnie in wolfic periscope
Loaming Surrey, Sussex,
Art thou Evans? Christie?
Girls of one to ten
Beware beware Englishmen
Dead month--corrupted October, dowsed octagon
Down to all conspired fossilry;
Mr. Jones stirs his homemade mead,
The girl scouts are near
The girl scouts are near--
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On Chessman's Crime
Be abnormal sex a crime?
Then be it everybody's crime-
The reped is the rapist!
Every fuck is a rape, a crime!
Gas chamber for every being
who ever fucked or never fucked!
It's all abnormal!
The virgin is sick!
The whore is sick!
The cocksucker the cuntlapper, sick!
The sodomist the normalist, sick!
The celibate the cocksman, sick!
Yes! every man & woman who ever fucked, sick!
The fucked and the fuckers
The unfuced and non-fuckers, SICK!
To the gas-chamber with all of them!
Look at children! Look at them vile things!
How did they ever get here?
Each child is a dirty proof of us! of rape!
of fuck! each child a crime!
Rid the world of them!
Cut off your cocks!
Sew up your cunts!
and be done with these walking products of crime-
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European Thoughts - 1959
When the ladies of Germany at war's end
stood amid the rubble wandering their men
and the old poked in the rubble for thier homes again
did they not see the many-legged swastika
nudge like a bug under the rubble
pregnant with peace?
It seams German children were not spared
years later, today,
the sorrow of that rubble
Man is made to suffer in a happy place
when he has been happy all too happy
in an insufferable place
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God Is a Masturbator
Folks, sex has never been
more than a blend
of bodies doing for one
another
that which please
them and evolution
to do
either in desire
or in desperation
or in necessity
It servers no purpose
other than love
and life's purpose
Sexualists
are a product of sex
We are made by sex
Sex made the Salvation Army
We are sex
There is nothing dark
about those pangs of lust
which make you sick
Those unthinkable dreams
which fill you with doubt
--as long as wild joys emit
from an enthusiastic spirit
east the dust! shout!
Thank God one's thoughts
excite as much as flesh
Thank God there's a place
in all this he and she
and he and he
and she and she
for a me and me--
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Tuesday, January 01, 2008

Photos of the Week: Klaus Nomi & I by Harald Sweirt

Bloggerees - Harald, Harald - Bloggerees ... I would like to introduce you both. Harald is a dear friend, who just happens to be an incredible artist. He mainly uses photography and computer graphics to create his masterpieces.

Harald Seiwert's Photos(some are X-rated)

I first met Harald when I was doing a show with the QETC; he came in to do make-up and help out backstage and that was when I got to know the incredible person he is. We chatted about me posing for him one time - he thought I looked a bit like Klaus Nomi and told me about his idea. I really liked the idea of doing something artistic for AIDS - the Nami photo of me was the main feature in a NYC AIDS Gallery showing of various artists. Don't we look so alike?

Harald was also the one to do my incredible make-up for Torch Song; when we shot the trailer he was busy with me for 1.5 hours. He also lent me the incredible heels - let me tell you - even living in The Netherlands it's close to impossible to find 12.5" wide high-heels! Harald has size 12 narrow so I had to cramp my little piggies in and smile while on stage. It was a blast!
Below you'll find some links on Klaus Nomi; I think it's important for people to not forget him as he had an amazing voice and was quite the entertainer.

Words of the Week: Zeitgeist/new year's/shutterbug

Zeitgeist \TSYT-guyst; ZYT-guyst\, noun:
[Often capitalized] The spirit of the time; the general intellectual and moral state or temper characteristic of any period of time.

"The best writers of that predawn era were originals who had the zeitgeist by the tail."
-- Gary Giddins, Visions of Jazz: The First Century

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new year's

A holiday that celebrates the idea of all the good things that will happen in another year. Most people use this time to get drunk.

"What better way to start off a new year than with a head-splitting hangover, the stench of vomit on your clothes, and a DWI."
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shutterbug

a photography enthusiast