Oh my God, ANOTHER Pride Parade?! What? Google has a banner up? More Absolut Vodka ads? Every corporation vying to spread the rainbow? Whew, I don’t know about you queens, but we here at Filthy Dreams are hiding behind bushes. We’re tired. *SIGH* How many years have we said that Pride is over? How many … Continue reading
Hiya, kiddos!! Hey, what’s that up there in the sky? AAAAAAAAHHHH!!! My eyes, they’re burning! All I see are…disco balls in the sky! We, here at Filthy Dreams, are here for all of life’s magic moments. A total eclipse of the sun? Done and done! Hold tight to your bottle of whiskey and dance with … Continue reading
We know, we know, another Pride playlist? *YAWN* Does the (gay) world really need more Katy Perry? Oh, where has all the real pride gone! When did things become so sanitized! Ah, yesterday! We here at Filthy Dreams have fought our way to the back room to plumb the depths of Pride music. Such music … Continue reading
Screw winter! We’re goin’ West–Midwest, that is! Why, you ask? We’re going on a Hellcat voyage through neon-lit churches, strip clubs in barns, small towns and bars in search for a Great Dark Man–ahem, I mean, for Hoosiers! Kurt Vonnegut has this to say about Hoosiers: “I don’t know what it is about Hoosiers, … Continue reading
“He that loves pleasure must for pleasure fall.” … Continue reading
I’ve always admired Eyes Wide Shut. People poo-poo’ed over its release, which can mean either one of two things: it deserves it or people just don’t get it. When I first saw the Masked Ball scene, I firmly decided that people just didn’t get it. They were looking for more Tom and Nicole. They got … Continue reading
Because it is time, the eyes open, the body stands up, the hand stretches out, the fire is lit… —André Breton and Paul Eluard In his introduction to the retrospective exhibit of his work “The Personal Eye,” Clarence John Laughlin offers this theory to explain the artistic vision of his photographs of Louisiana plantations and of New … Continue reading
