I once saw Lou Reed on a bicycle. No, it wasn’t a hallucination. That I’m aware of at least. It was 2007 and I had just graduated college. Unemployed with not much to do, I spent my time wandering aimlessly around the city while applying for jobs at the precipice of the 2008 subprime mortgage-induced … Continue reading
Category Archives: Plastic Sleaze
Filthy Dreams’ Democratic Sleaze Makeover
Ugh! We have had it all the way up to our chinny-chin-chin with Trumpy Bear’s capitalization of what once belonged to us: SLEAZE! First there was the whole pussy grabbing–or was it pussy ass bitch–thing. Then, Stormy. Melania’s outfits. Don Jr.’s beard. Kavanaugh’s boozy meltdown. Jerry Falwell Jr.’s pictures. Religious leaders laying hands on Trump’s … Continue reading
Feeling Sleazy in Seedy Sin City: Traces of Old Times Square in “The Deuce” and Jane Dickson’s “All That is Solid Melts into Air”
Is Times Square real? No, I haven’t completely flipped my switch–I’m aware Times Square is locatable on a map. But, Times Square seems and has always seemed to exist somewhere between reality and fiction. Continue reading
Filthy Dreams’ Ratings Machine Inauguration Playlist
Hello, babies. Welcome to year 2017. Everything is in its right place, and it’s so gerr-rrr-oo-vy. Sigh! Trump won! What do we do?! Join The Thin White Duke? Why bother! Why overcome nihilism? Wait…where have we heard that one before? Well, there’s really nothing else to do but grab the popcorn! At the precipice of these four years … Continue reading
Eat Your Heart Out, Robert Johnson! Filthy Dreams’ Deal With the Devil (or, a poetic invocation)
“He that loves pleasure must for pleasure fall.” … Continue reading