John Waters Teaches Us How To Properly Worship Our Idols With “Prayer To Pasolini”
Art / Blasphemy / Film / Role Models / Trash

John Waters Teaches Us How To Properly Worship Our Idols With “Prayer To Pasolini”

I wasn’t prepared to hear John Waters speak in tongues. I’m not sure why. What is there left to do after over fifty years of spreading the sordid slime of good bad taste around the globe than falling to your knees where your role model’s testicles were crushed before he was mowed over repeatedly with … Continue reading

No Power, Yet Filled With Opinions: A Conversation on “Pretend It’s a City”
Role Models / TV

No Power, Yet Filled With Opinions: A Conversation on “Pretend It’s a City”

In Netflix’s Pretend It’s a City, our ornery idol and filth elder Fran Lebowitz says, “The anger is, I have no power, yet I’m filled with opinions.” Not only relatable, but accurate as well. Since Fran wouldn’t want us to hold back in our own opinions about Martin Scorcese’s Fran-centric docuseries, your ever-faithful Jessica Caroline … Continue reading

“I Like to Watch”: Asexuality in Cinema
Film

“I Like to Watch”: Asexuality in Cinema

The inventor Nikola Tesla had a proclivity to give himself electrotherapeutic shocks. According to biographer Richard Munson, Tesla suffered debilitating depression, and it was not unusual at the time to deploy mild shocks to treat such an ailment. Each morning he would disrobe and stand naked upon his “vitality booster,” gradually administering higher doses. Michael … Continue reading

Kill Yr Idols: What The Fuck Happened To Our Preeminent Filth Elder John Waters?
Blasphemy / Disappointment / Rants and Raves / Trash

Kill Yr Idols: What The Fuck Happened To Our Preeminent Filth Elder John Waters?

Are our idols destined to inevitably disappoint us? Are our role models preordained to fall short of our astronomical expectations? While some of our role models are known for their, at times, offensive outbursts (and we love them all the more for it), others have been so formative to our pathological world view that when … Continue reading

Tell Me I’m A Pathetic Loser With A Baby Dick: “Euphoria” And The Ubiquity Of The John Waters Aesthetic
Trash / TV

Tell Me I’m A Pathetic Loser With A Baby Dick: “Euphoria” And The Ubiquity Of The John Waters Aesthetic

“Yes folks, this isn’t any cheap X-rated movie or any 5th rate porno play, this is the show you want! Lady Divine’s cavalcade of perversions, the sleaziest show on Earth!…These assorted sluts, fags, dykes, pimps know no bounds! They have committed acts against God and nature, acts by their mere existence would make any decent … Continue reading

Demented Forever: John Waters’s “Mr. Know-It-All: The Tarnished Wisdom Of A Filth Elder”
Books / Trash

Demented Forever: John Waters’s “Mr. Know-It-All: The Tarnished Wisdom Of A Filth Elder”

Dear John, forgive us our sins…Dear John, forgive us our sins…Dear John…Whoa! What’s that? Oh, I’m just praying to the Father–no not Father who art in heaven, or John Wayne like Lana Del Rey in Tropico. I’m praying to our ultimate filth elder John Waters, hoping he’ll guide our way into filthiness, like a beacon … Continue reading

Tennessee Williams’s Paintings Are Terrible (And That’s Why I Love Them)
Art

Tennessee Williams’s Paintings Are Terrible (And That’s Why I Love Them)

“Now Orpheus, crawl, O shamefaced fugitive, crawl back under the crumbling broken wall of yourself, for you are not stars, sky-set in the shape of a lyre, but the dust of those who have been dismembered by Furies!” –Tennessee Williams “Orpheus Descending” In his ongoing Q&A newsletter The Red Hand Files last week (#20 if … Continue reading

Digging Through The Trash Aesthetic
Trash

Digging Through The Trash Aesthetic

“We are surrounded by everything you ever want,” purrs artist Andrew Logan, inviting viewers of homotopia.tv into the Glasshouse, his studio in London.[i] The Glasshouse resembles a Technicolor tumble through the looking glass if Alice sniffed poppers. His Pee-Wee’s Playhouse-esque studio is filled with giant eggs, regal tributes to Pegasus, and sculptures dedicated to outrageous … 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