“Well, fuck you! You wanna fuck me, don’t you? I know. I know. I don’t blame you. If I was all of you, I’d want to fuck me too. You don’t see too many of THESE in Dayton, do you, honey?” Who could deny the demented allure of our putrid and preeminent filth deity Divine? … Continue reading
Happy Easter, dearest Filthy Dreams readers! The day that drag king Jesus rose again. What? Oh, didn’t you hear, Mary? This week, College of the Holy Cross professor Tat-siong Benny Liew angered the Fox News set after someone decided to read his chapter “Queering Closets and Perverting Desires: Cross Examining John’s Engendering and Transgendering Word … Continue reading
SSION’s Cody Critcheloe transforming into a blue fingernail-sporting, drag version of Liza Minnelli. performing Neil Young’s “Hey Hey, My My (Into the Black),” was a vision I didn’t know I needed. But I did. Desperately. Ever since the release of SSION’s new music video “At Least The Sky Is Blue,” which Critcheloe also directed, Marion … Continue reading
“I’m a man learning how to be a man’s man man,” growls Casey Spooner, finishing off the sleazy club anthem “Everything Is Just Alright,” which began with the description, “I smell the smoke, I smell the piss, I smell the anger,” an apparent reference to Nowhere Bar (I can attest–it fits). While a deceptively short … Continue reading
“There is no before,” exclaims Flawless Sabrina, discussing the nuances of drag names in the beginning of the iconic 1968 drag documentary The Queen. For fellow queens, trans and gender non-conforming people and generally, anyone invested in queer history, it’s nearly impossible to imagine a before Flawless Sabrina. Drag pioneer, mother and grandmother to numerous … Continue reading
Phew! I don’t know about you, dearest Filthy Dreams readers, but I’m exhausted. This week has been one hell of a doozy. Between Ivanka rubbing her dirty ass feet on seminal art installations by Yayoi Kusama to Trump firing and tweet-threatening Comey to Sean Spicer hiding in the bushes, I feel like I’ve aged a … Continue reading
Well, hello there dearest Filthy Dreams readers! What’s that? Are you ready to fume? Us too. Why, we find ourselves so horrified, enraged and just a bit amused by the nonsense editors dare publish these days that we’re starting a new series here on Filthy Dreams–Drag Them To Filth. Here we’ll provide a monthly wrap-up … Continue reading
“It might trigger an education!” quips Lady Bunny in her ongoing one-drag queen show Trans-Jester at Stonewall. While a punchline addressing the eye roll-inducing demand for trigger warnings in college classes (What book do you start with–Grapes of Wrath? That ending does deserve some sort of warning), Bunny could be referencing her entire show, which takes … Continue reading
In his book Role Models, our preeminent filth elder John Waters writes, “Explain what? A role model? Someone who has led a life even more explosive than mine, a person whose exaggerated fame or notoriety has made him or her somehow smarter and more glamorous than I could ever be? A personality frozen in an … Continue reading
“I was twenty two years old when I first arrived in Key West, it truly was an amazing place to be. Drinks at Claire’s, tanning on the Pier, playing Pac Man at Delmonico’s and of course, dancing at The Monster. Tea Dance at LaTeDa’s and those boring yet somehow comforting nights at Papillon’s.” –Luc from … Continue reading