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GLAAD is freaked out about nothing again, this time a single statement in a recent episode of Morgan Spurlock's FX series "30 Days." They've released this press release urging FX to correct, counter, or modify a statement made by some Christian conservative douchebag on the show and urging GLAAD Faans to write in and do the same.
The story has been picked up by most of the big gay blogs, with no one bothering to acknowledge that Spurlock and "30 Days" have already proven themselves to be dedicated friends of teh gays who deserve the benefit of the doubt. I haven't seen the whole episode yet, but you can tell from the way they are cutting between the gay couple featured on last night's episode, taking loving and responsible care of their children, and that crazy conservative dipstick spouting nonsense, whose side they are on.
As for that ogress crying at the end of the clip about how her "femininity" was undervalued by her gay parents, well she obviously just needs to crawl back under her bridge and get over it. I repeat: GLAAD SUUCKS.
UPDATE: Dan Savage has seen the episode and concurs with GLAAD on this one. So I'm probably wrong about how deftly the issue is handled by 30 Days. But GLAAD still sucks.
Yay, the McCain Girls are back! And they are voting like they've never voted before...
Your fey friends are PROUD to announce our first congressional candidate endorsement of 2008!! It's brokeback hottie Scott Kleeb, who is running for the U.S. Senate from the great state of Nebraska. You might remember him from his smoking hot 2006 house campaign. I know I do! We will gladly approve his message...if you know what I mean!!!
As many of you know, April 15th is a big day in this country. While some losers will be rushing to file their taxes, I will be sitting at home LOLing while watching the long-awaited return of Courtney Thorne-Smith to prime time television. Yes, According to Jim is finally back and according to JMZZ, Hollywood's wealthiest actress-turned-writer-turned-mommy-thorne-smith is going to be better than ever. Here's a sneak peak at what kind of hijinxxx we can expect next week:Oopsie! LOL. Thank god those writers are back at work!!Jim realizes that Andy has forgotten to use a gift certificate that he had bought him for his birthday. Not wanting to let his money go to waste, he heads off to a restaurant and treats himself to a hefty meal, and all seems fine until Andy remembers the gift certificate just hours before it's set to expire and invites Jim to share in the feast.
With the exception of "The Little Mermaid" soundtrack and Muscles' "Guns Babes Lemonade", Cut Copy is probably the faggiest music I listen to. And the band isn't even gay.
They're hardcore 80's revivalists, their music dripping with synths and vocoderized vocals. Lead singer Dan Whitford's rhymes can be cringeworthily primitive -- "Do/You", "Mind/Time," etc. -- but his lyrics are elevated to the level of the forgivably dorky by the conviction of his delivery. He's aping mid-80s New Wave bangs-tossing affectlessness...but he MEANS it.
It's that sincerity that allows the band to get away with their rampant "New Order" allusions. Like New Order, and unlike Vice-friendly acts like Chromeo, they're actually striving for real transcendence, beauty, and release.
I feel oddly protective about them: can straight-faced, irony-deficient dance pop make it with hip listeners? In any case, I think their new album, "In Ghost Colours", has a better chance than their debut. Produced by DFA's Andy Goldsworthy, it isn't quite as relentlessly catchy as 2004's "Bright Like Neon Love," but its highs, like the Fleetwood Mac-inspired "Strangers in the Wind" and album opener "Feel the Love," might be higher.
Feel_Love.mp3{Cut Copy}
UPDATE: For whatever reason, iTunes is only charging 7 bucks for the entire 16-track album!
They're hardcore 80's revivalists, their music dripping with synths and vocoderized vocals. Lead singer Dan Whitford's rhymes can be cringeworthily primitive -- "Do/You", "Mind/Time," etc. -- but his lyrics are elevated to the level of the forgivably dorky by the conviction of his delivery. He's aping mid-80s New Wave bangs-tossing affectlessness...but he MEANS it.
It's that sincerity that allows the band to get away with their rampant "New Order" allusions. Like New Order, and unlike Vice-friendly acts like Chromeo, they're actually striving for real transcendence, beauty, and release.
I feel oddly protective about them: can straight-faced, irony-deficient dance pop make it with hip listeners? In any case, I think their new album, "In Ghost Colours", has a better chance than their debut. Produced by DFA's Andy Goldsworthy, it isn't quite as relentlessly catchy as 2004's "Bright Like Neon Love," but its highs, like the Fleetwood Mac-inspired "Strangers in the Wind" and album opener "Feel the Love," might be higher.
Feel_Love.mp3{Cut Copy}
UPDATE: For whatever reason, iTunes is only charging 7 bucks for the entire 16-track album!
A best feyfriend forever, It's Tyler!!! Just like Bobo as a child...
What is sadder – the death of Judith Barsi or her trashy grave? You be the judge.You might remember little Judith from her inimitable child performances in such films as Jaws: The Revenge and All Dogs Go To Heaven not to mention television’s Punky Brewster and Cagney & Lacey. But Judith’s life and budding acting career were both cut short when her father brutally murdered this concrete angel in 1988. Jozsef Barsi shot ten-year-old Judith and her mother Maria Barsi and then doused their bodies with gasoline and set the Barsi house on fire before shooting himself in the Barsi garage.
Although Judith was a beloved actress, tragically, she was buried with her mother in an umarked grave in a Los Angeles cemetery. But almost twenty years after her murder, fans stepped in to honor Judith with a trashy grave:
In June 2004, a fund was set up to get headstones for their graves. Judith's marker was placed on August 23, 2004 while one for her mother was placed on January 28, 2005. Future donations will go toward donating Beanie Babies to hospitalized children. Judith's marker reads "Our Concrete Angel - Yep Yep Yep" in reference to a popular song and her character Ducky's catchphrase from The Land Before Time. Her mother's marker reads "The wind beneath JEB's (Judith's initials) wings - Yep Yep Yep."Rest in peace, Judith!
In other faggy puppet news – the Canadian superstar corporate crooner FEIST! has just announced that she will be using puppets in her next video. She’s joining forces with the ultra-Canadian Old Trout Puppet Workshop - the team that created puppets for the klassic film Honey, I Shrunk the Kids.Apparently Feist has always been a huge puppet lover...
this isn't Feist's first time working with puppets. The Grammy-nominated chanteuse once toured with Peaches as Bitch Lap Lap, a leotard-wearing rapper with a sock puppet.Who knew Feist had such a wild side?
Wayland Flowers must be turning over in his gayve! Just look at these SHAMELESS IMPOSTERS above: puppeteer Joe Kovacs and some two-bit diva fraud with the gall to call herself "Madame". This money-grubbing 'resurrection' of the Madame cash-cow, perpetrated by the Estate of Wayland Flowers (i.e., backstabberess supreme Marlena Shell, Flowers' former agent) has gone largely unreported. Where is the OUTRAGE?
If your stomach can handle it, I point you towards this footage of Fake Wayland and Fake Madame yukking it up on some gay-ass talk show.
A gay show called "The Ointment?" Pardon me while I go VOM. But the best (meaning WORST) part? Joe's lips...moving! Clearly, he is no Wayland!
As a lifelong admirer of Wayland Flowers and his sublime creation, Madame (host of "Solid Gold," protagonist of the immortal sitcom classic "Madame's Place", and lead actress of perhaps the greatest film of all time, "Madame in Manhattan") I find this travesty to be simply unforgivable.
I had the tiniest bit of a crush on this Raul Esparza fellow from his small recurring role on "Pushing Daisies", as Olive Snook's unrequited suitor Alfredo Aldirisio, but when I stumbled upon his brilliant performance as Bobby, the lead character in Sondheim's notoriously difficult-but-amazing "Company," on PBS one night it escalated into a full-blown obsession.I don't know what it is about him. Maybe it's the fact that he's openly at least sorta maybe gay? Maybe it has something to do with the character he played...In "Company", chronic bachelor Bobby struggles with issues of fidelity and commitment while going through one-night stands like Kleenex, so he's intriguingly slippery and unattainable. Also, "Bobby" is just a real hot name. (Come to think, so is "Raul".)
In the end, I think the reason I think he's hot is...BECAUSE HE'S HOT. He looks like my old favorite Gerard Butler (or "Buttzla" to those in the know) but less muscley and a bit doughier.
Which means he meets all my criteria for perfection: hot + approachable/attainable. Sigh.
I put up a clip of him performing a song from "Company" after the button pressy thingy.
Continue reading Cute Theaterfag Alert: Raul Esparza.
