5 Videos To Yeehaw Your Way Through A Startled 4th of July BBQ
Film / Music

5 Videos To Yeehaw Your Way Through A Startled 4th of July BBQ

Yeeeeeeeeeeeeehaw!! *spins cowboy hat around* Ahem…*cough* whoa! What’s that? What’s with my fringed and rhinestone-studded jacket, bolo tie and boots? Well, I want to be a cowboy, baby! Here, grab some whiskey, preferably from a dusty and potentially dangerous saloon, while we celebrate the birth of our country by diving headfirst into fanatical cowboy mania. … Continue reading

Divine Dolls, Pink Flamingos Bedsheets and Other Glimpses Of A Childhood I Never Had At La MaMa Galleria
Art

Divine Dolls, Pink Flamingos Bedsheets and Other Glimpses Of A Childhood I Never Had At La MaMa Galleria

Recently, I realized I was abused as a child. No, I didn’t discover some satanic ritual trauma while going through repressed memory therapy. I visited La MaMa Galleria’s current exhibition Lost Merchandise of the Dreamlanders, which confronted me with an idyllic John Waters-infused childhood I never had–a childhood where I could play tea party with … Continue reading

From New York To Paris: Peter Hujar And Christer Strömholm Look At Their Lost Downtowns
Art

From New York To Paris: Peter Hujar And Christer Strömholm Look At Their Lost Downtowns

“To take a photograph is to participate in another person’s mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time’s relentless melt,” says Susan Sontag in On Photography, who was one of many Downtown fixtures captured by photographer Peter Hujar. Present in Lost Downtown, an exhibition commemorating the devastatingly impressive … Continue reading

Filth Is My Politics! Filth Is My Life!: Documenting The Queen of Filth In ‘I Am Divine’
Film

Filth Is My Politics! Filth Is My Life!: Documenting The Queen of Filth In ‘I Am Divine’

I’ll never forget the first time I laid eyes on Harris Glenn Milstead, better known as the cinematic terrorist, the filthiest person alive, the queen so fucking beautiful she cant stand it herself, Divine. She was strutting, sashaying and sneering her way through the streets of Baltimore, leaving a trail of shock and sleaze in her … Continue reading