PhDJ's NYC Nightlife

Gerry Visco Rocks with Her Cock Out

2011-08-07T23:58:00.000-04:00

Saturday night at Vlada's "April Fool's Ketchup Farmer Sparkle Fest" party, Gerry Visco took the stage and brought the house down — including the top of her dress. I had such a great time, I'm not sure how it ended. I've been picking glitter out of my bed all day.

A triptych's worth exceeds 3,000 words.

2011-07-22T10:32:00.000-04:00

A triptych's worth exceeds 3,000 words. They always imply more.

Go Go Gerry

2011-07-18T22:57:00.000-04:00

It wouldn't have been Gerry Visco's birthday without some semi-nakedness. I have no idea who these guys are; but I thought I'd share what I found on my camera.com

She's Your Private Dancer

2011-07-17T18:01:00.000-04:00

Friday nights with Demanda Dahling burst with adventure.com. Here she is putting on a bit of a show outside Splash, where we said hello to friends before hopping back into a cab to go to The Ritz.

Love Is in the Air

2011-07-16T18:39:00.000-04:00

Nothing like some birthday partayaying to inspire people to get a little closer.com. Here's some tongue action and nose nuzzling from Gerry Visco's fantastical birthday fête Thursday night.

We Wish You a Gerry Birthday and a Happy New Year

2011-07-15T18:52:00.001-04:00

Last night was Gerry Visco's fantastical birthday partayay at White Noise; so everyone came ready to celenebriate down. And that we did. Here's the first batch of photo memories — first of the birthday girl herself.

King Ralphy.com

2011-07-11T01:22:00.000-04:00

My final stop Friday night with Demanda Dahling was The Ritz, where King Ralphy and Chris Ryan were hosting. King Ralphy doffed his shirt for this exclusive PhDJ photo essay! Enjoy.com!

Kill Boy Kill (Our Livers)

2011-07-10T23:20:00.000-04:00

Friday night, Demanda Dahling hosted the Kill Boy Kill party at Vlada, where Velossa Raptur and Joshua Mayhew kept us, um, nicely hydrated. We had a blast.com—it was the perfect beginning to our photo-filled adventures.

Count the Money.com

2011-07-07T00:01:00.001-04:00

Matthew Herra C counts the money.com.

Non-Consecutive Time

2011-07-04T21:30:00.001-04:00

Non-consecutive time follows — or manifests from, and thus disrupting the cause and effect sequence of its own introduction — an open bar with three rounds of shots that seemed to be nothing but vodka and food coloring, a clandestine bottle shared at another club and I can't remember what else we shared on someone's roof top. But here's a photo essay of Demanda Dahling and Chip Cirrhosis to prove that we were there. Or somewhere on Saturday night.

Continuous Performance.com

2011-07-04T13:51:00.000-04:00

In his exhibit at the MoMA, Francis Alÿs writes "Continuous performance cancels the sequence of events" onto a sketch of one of his happenings. I'd say that any sequence of events is also cancelled by a night of celenebriating with Demanda Dahling, Matthew Herra C and Chip Cirrhosis. Here's the first of many photo-essays of our Saturday night.

Boystown Revisited — Part One

2011-07-01T17:25:00.000-04:00

My long weekend in Boystown still feels like a blur. Good thing I took lots of pictures, both on the streets on Parade day and in the clubs. Nothing says Pride like a guy working for dollar bills from a stage.

Chicago Pride.com

2011-07-01T02:05:00.000-04:00

Chicago Pride 2011 was the free-for-all that N. Halstead St. can become whenever you add an organized celebration to the usual night in Boystown. Here's one encounter I had meandering after the Pride parade.

Partae People: F Word (7 May 10)

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Lick: F Word (7 May 10)

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J'ai soif. F Word. 7 May 10.

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la guerrière: F Word (7 May 10)

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entre-jambes, ou le crotch: F Word (7 May 10)

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à la dérobé: F Word (7 May 10)

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Beaux: F Word (7 May 10)

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Isn't She Lovely? F Word (7 May 10)

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Carnivalesque: Amanda's Big Top (28 Apr 10)

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Give Good Face: F Word (23 Apr 10)

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Private Dancer: F Word (23 Apr 10)

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Lubricated: F Word (23 Apr 10)

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All in the Family: F Word (23 Apr 10)

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Gone Camping: F Word (23 Apr 10)

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Go-Go Idol: F Word (16 Apr 10)

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Boyz: F Word (16 Apr 10)

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Barbie: F Word (16 Apr 10)

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Conversant: F Word (16 Apr 10)

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En Dedans: Crisis on Eighth Avenue (17 Apr 10)

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Demanda Gets Friendly: Crisis on Eighth Avenue (17 Apr 10)

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Duet: F Word 16 April 10

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Look into My Eyes: F Word 16 April 10 (Part One)

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Fearless People: The Video Shoot

2010-03-23T11:15:00.001-04:00

While some people were off stuffing their orifices with brotherly love at The Black Party on Saturday night, I was having a fantastical evening at the video shoot for JFortino's new anthem "Fearless People" with Heather Leigh West and Dawn Tallman sending its chorus into the stratosphere. These legendary divas make my playlists every week. Heather's "Drop A House" anthem always moves the crowd. And I know I'm playing Dawn's glorious cover of Chaka Khan's "Through the Fire" tonight at my gig at Porch because today is Chaka's birthday. (Check out my best friend Craig Seymour's podcast about Chaka with a 2004 interview he did with her here).

The shoot was a two-day extravaganza co-directed by JFortino and my buddy and Pill Award winner Francis Legge. Saturday was the second day in a boxing ring near Broadway and Houston. It was a long, wonderful night with friends there (including my Wonder Twin and Fierth.com impresario Brian Mills sporting some of Heather's extra hair at the end of this post) to be extras around the ring for the video's big fight. More photos and details from the shoot are to come. Here's a taste of what went down.

I Don't Know Much About Last Night But Amanda Looked Fierce

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TGIF Word (12 March 2010)

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Demanda Dahling! (Arrow Bar 21 Feb 10)

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Bon Candiversaire: Take Three

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Fantastical Flashback: F Word 19 Feb 10

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Loquacious Intercourse: A Study

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Bon Candiversaire: Take Two

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Notes for Hanging Another Triptych (F Word 5 March 10)

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Heeeeeeeere's Johnny!

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Bon Candiversaire: Take One

2010-03-06T15:13:00.000-05:00

Nancy Nosecandy celebrated her fantastical birthday, her Bon Candiversaire, last night at the F Word; so there were bottles and photo-ops for days. Here's the first take.

Adam Lambert at Bonbon, My Twisted Tuesday

2010-02-18T16:14:00.000-05:00

I was enjoying my cherry infused vodkas at Vlada so much last Tuesday that I missed Adam Lambert at Bonbon. Well, he could have been there when I was. It was so crowded, I took shelter near Amanda Lepore and Brian Mills near the booths in the corner. I'm still finding out that friends of mine were there whom I didn't see. Good thing my de la Blanca brother Ricky (pictured by me above left) nabbed a self-portrait of him and Adam (above right). My Wonder Twin and Fierth.com impresario Brian Mills (pictured below) snapped some more of Adam here.

I was a bit later than usual because Demanda Dahling was hosting and performing at Twisted Tuesdays. Demanda performed whatever track from King Ralphy's (pictured above with Demanda) CD that DJ VTone played. She gave an eager audience member both a lap dance and a drink ticket. Eric Halliwell (pictured below left and right) got on the microphone to spread some cheer. I'm looking forward to next Twisted Tuesday with me DJ'ing and Nancy Nosecandy hosting Nancy's Nosecandyland.

Adam Lambert Was Not at Malan Breton's show but Anoop Desai, Constantine, the Countess LuAnn Lessepes, and Mark Indelicato Were

2010-02-18T12:54:00.001-05:00

Adam Lambert was a no-show at Malan Breton's fall 2010 collection show yesterday; but there were other two American Idol alums there to fill the void. Constantine (pictured atop, to the left of the M, and near the end of this post) was there to take in Malan's (pictured above center) Indian-inspired collection. Anoop Desai (pictured below center) added to the show's local color, along with a halftime number by the SA Dance Company (pictured around Anoop), by closing it with his upcoming first single, "My Name." Anoop practiced the song twice during dress rehearsal—and sounded great each time—so King Ralphy and I were singing it along with him at the end of the show.

Ralphy (pictured above center) was particularly happy that another reality TV star was in the show, Countess LuAnn Lessepes (pictured above center and near the end of the post), who sported the last look, a pyrite and saffron mylar dress with a silk corsettiere and matching fishtail underlay. Tucked away from the rather orderly if packed backstage so that she could breathe while getting on her make-up, the Countess joked that her dress was the only one she could fit into but loved her body the way it is. Who needs to be a size 0? She looked radiant. Walking the show enabled her to revisit her modeling career. "From Milan to Malan," she smiled.

Ralphy and I managed to snag seats in the row in the middle of the roundabout runway while Francis Legge wandered backstage to take footage for a documentary. We enjoyed Malan's collection, awash in metallic and bold colors, with some prints for the ladies, and formal wear for the gents. I could see Ugly Betty's Mark Indelicato (pictured below in the middle and in the first picture of the post on the far right) in some of the brighter-colored menswear. Maybe that's what he was telling the camera crews eager to talk to him after the show.

I Missed Adam Lambert at Bonbon

2010-02-17T09:20:00.001-05:00

I missed Adam Lambert at Bonbon last night because I was hanging with Demanda Dahling (pictured below left), King Ralphy (pictured below right), Eric Halliwell (pictured at the end of this post), and Nancy Nosecandy at the debut of Twisted Tuesdays at Vlada. No worries. I'll see Adam later today at the Malan Breton Collection show. I did see my Wonder Twin Brian Mills (pictured above) sporting a fancy new necklace and my de la Blanca brother Ricky (pictured atop) giving me headdress.

My toes were hurting from looking at Josie Raler's (nevertheless gorgeous) six-inch heels (the red-bottomed ones pictured above center). But it was good to see Josie with Amanda Lepore (pictured below), both back in town.

Bonbon was so packed that I could barely move around. I guess the flurries earlier yesterday did not keep anyone home.

Scene: Arrow Bar 14 Feb 10

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Scene: Bonbon Performance 12 Jan 10

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"Like with everything, it's not what you do but the way you do it." —Björk on Nobuyoshi Araki's photography

Let Us Entertain You, Adam Lambert

2010-02-13T22:52:00.002-05:00

Before Eric Halliwell and I were shooed out of the VIP that we are in every Friday, Eric was able to snap this picture (above) of Adam Lambert. Click here to get a good look at his eyes. We were all partying down at the F Word, the weekly night of fantastical mayhem thrown by NYC Nightlife legend Michael Formika Jones and Mark Nelson. I look forward to it—not just last Friday when I DJ'ed there—because the F Word is the kind of party that I love New York for throwing. I'm glad that Lambert was able to unwind with us after his show at the Highline earlier in the evening. I know those of us who go every week are there because we have a blast. We dance, drink, and take lots of pictures we can laugh with later, like those I love taking of Demanda Dahling (pictured below) and DivaSteve (pictured with Demanda). I cannot wait for the Valentine's Day party tomorrow that Demanda is hosting and I'm DJ'ing.

Here are some more shots of Kyle, both alone and with James (further down, left).

That's Eric Halliwell (click either of his names here to see his websites) in between the shots of James just above. We canvassed the club while Francis Legge, my roaming buddy earlier, was busy filming everyone in front of the green screen, including Monique Fontaine (pictured below) and Nancy Nosecandy (pictured further below).

Also there was my friend Dzu (pictured further down), who let his hands do the talking with Demanda Dahling. It was more for effect, not because she couldn't hear him above the steady thump.

Happy Valentine's Day, Adam Lambert

2010-02-13T16:23:00.007-05:00

In nightlife, holidays spread over weekends, which gives everyone plenty of time this Valentine's Day weekend to fantastically celebrate or drown wallow in cocktails, depending upon if Cupid's struck you. At the F Word last night, there was a "Black Heart Valentine's" theme, though most of my friends like Matthew Heresy (pictured above) went with a bloody Valentine one. There was a lot of splattering all around, not just on DivaSteve (pictured below), or Demand Dahling (pictured further below left) or Nancy Nosecandy (pictured further below center).

Amanda Lepore and Cazwell are in San Francisco this weekend filming her new video for "Marilyn" and to do a show at Club 8; so Amanda wasn't on hand to sip Stoli with in VIP. In her place was the bodyguarded-up (and vodka'd-down) American Idol alum Adam Lambert. Eric Halliwell and I dropped in to VIP as we normally do to say hi to Bill Coleman, who was dancing to the Chew Fu mix of Rihanna's "Hard" when we made our way over to Adam. He was tucked into the corner behind the speakers to Bill's left, not on the couch where Amanda sits so she can see the crowd. His Stoli bottle was half empty. There seemed to be more bodyguards than friends with him. We said hello. Eric took a couple quick snaps when his bodyguards shooed us away with "No pictures of Adam." He was certainly partying hard. But we all do. And take lots of pictures as we do. Here's Kyle (pictured below left), giving us a little Leigh Bowery, and James, bringing bloody back with his Justin Timberlake look (pictured below right).

That's why Francis Legge (pictured just above left) sets up a green screen on the mezzanine level with his camera to film visuals for the party every week. We get trashed and act silly and document it for posterity. Everyone drifts in and out, like Devon Stone (pictured just above right), who hosted the Cage Room where the Daisy Spurs performed, and the guy in the middle who's name I didn't catch. Everyone, that is, but Adam. Clearly, he was trying to have a quiet evening after his Highline show. That's why he came out to the F Word, of course, to get trashed and silly with us, without the photographic evidence, aside from Eric's quick snaps. Too bad there aren't any of Adam from making out with a friend of mine, who somehow ended up with Adam's phone in the encounter.

Far less camera—and always gorgeous and charming—was RuPaul's Drag Race Season 2 star Sahara Davenport (pictured above). I congratulated her again for making it rain on last week's episode and cannot wait for Monday's new one. Two more lovely ladies who were out to dance the night away were Monique Fontaine (pictured below left) and Britney Houston (pictured below right).

Also there was go-go extraordinaire Matthew Camp, of course, giving us both blood and a black heart, and holding court in the Cage Room before roaming around to mingle.

Scene: Barracuda Star Search 11 Feb 10

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The Performance Monster: Barracuda Star Search 11 Feb 10

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"A monster is a species for which we do not yet have a name, which does not mean that the species is abnormal, namely, the composition or hybridization of already known species. Simply, it shows itself [elle se montre]—that is what the word monster means—it shows itself in something that is not yet shown and that therefore looks like a hallucination, it strikes the eye, it frightens precisely because no anticipation had prepared one to identify this figure." —Jacques Derrida

Narcissister @ Love Thursdays: 11 Feb 10

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Ready to Bump

2010-02-11T15:33:00.002-05:00

Seeing the fantastical Sherry Vine's Sunday show at Barracuda is a treat, not just because these days I'm usually DJ'ing at Arrow Bar on Sundays, and not just because I can sing along with her since I know all the words. Like the wine, Sherry gets better with time, which is odd since Sherry is celebrating her 18th birthday in a couple weeks.

Of course, Sherry showed the video for her parody of Lady Gaga's "Bad Romance," which now has 2,615,632 hits on YouTube. She also treated us to her version of Madonna's "4 Minutes," which in Sherry's world is a paean about working as a "lady of the night" in New York City. As Sherry always says, "write about what you know." (Wink, wink). This week, Sherry premiered her hilarious parody of the Taylor Swift's tone-deaf performance at the Grammy's. Check out the video directed by Francis Legge here.

Sherry also explained to us all--"ladies, gentleman, and Britney Houston"--why her "sticky bun" is "so delicious" with her ditty "Sherrylicious" (sung to "Fergilicious). And Sherry playfully teased Britney again when she dedicated her closing PSA "Bump" (sung to Madonna's "Jump"), her warning to those club kids who go bump in the night, if you understand what I mean. (For some reason, I woke up singing "Bump" today).

It was such a nice surprise to see Britney out. It was so nice to see Britney work up a storm on the dance floor at the F Word last Friday when I DJ'ed and played my dub of her single "And the Crowd Goes" for her. Check out the video and my dub here.
PhDJ Werqs Britney Houston by fantasticalPhDJ

Another nice surprise on Sunday was Dorothy Bishop, who did a number from her current show Thursday evenings at Cafe Iguana, "A Sarah Palin Spectacular." She had Sarah down almost too much. In the hilarious number that she did, she urged us to be "more hetero" like her. I'm sure the rest of her show is a treat.

Work The Runway, Sweetie!

2010-02-10T22:49:00.005-05:00

Fashion shows go by in a blur, sometimes well after they are supposed to begin. I guess that is why there was no free champagne for me in the press pit. A few flutes and I would have missed the whole thing altogether. Sure, I could have nabbed one from Sherry Vine, Epiphany, or Michael Formika Jones in VIP; but I wanted to keep my trigger finger nimble for Cheng-Huai Chuang's debut ready-to-wear women's collection. I knew of Chuang because he had designed some fantastical DragTease t-shirts with Sherry on them. I was there because Francis Legge, who was filming the models working the runway in VIP as Sherry did above before the show, texted me to ask if I would come see the looks. I was impressed with the ones in Chuang's show, particularly #7 (black organza ruffled blouse with organza & tulle flamenco skirt), #9 (red satin & lace belted cocktail dress), and the closing #12 (black satin, organza & french Alençon lace gown). Here they all are in order, starting with the opening flamenco dancer who started things off and represented Cheng's inspiration for the collection, and ending with some shots of everyone on the catwalk.

Remix Friday: Her Hair Looks Fierth™

2010-02-05T15:45:00.001-05:00

Here's another PhDJ revision for you, my Fierth™ dub of Amanda Lepore's "My Hair Looks Fierce." You know that I'll be playing this tonight at the F Word. See you in the Fudgepacker's Lounge!
My Hair Looks Fierce (PhDJ's Fierth™ dub) by fantasticalPhDJ

Scene: Bonbon 2 Feb 10

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Scene: Red Velvet, Urge: 3 Feb 10

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A Night Out with Demanda: Red Velvet, Urge: 3 Feb 10

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Francis Films: F Word: 29 Jan 10

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Scene: F Word 29 Jan 10

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Happy Birthday, Formika! The F Word 29 Jan 10: Part Three

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The fantastical Sherry Vine may have warned us before starting that she was going to get "a little Lilith Fair" on us, with an acoustic guitar on her thigh. She also asked us to "please remember that I've only played guitar in front of people twice—and not with tits." But she tore into La Roux's "Bulletproof" like the pro she is. Not the kind of pro she sings about in her parodies. Check out Francis Legge's video here.

There were enough testosterone-fueled power chords from the lead guitarist to make any one of the pretty ladies entertaining us (or Michael T) sprout chest hair.

Everyone tore through their numbers with delicious venom, including Mimi Imfurst doing Nirvana and Peppermint doing Lenny Kravitz (with a bit of her own "Working Girl" tossed in for good measure). One wonderful surprise of the night was Duch (pictured below), who covered my favorite Marianne Faithful cut, "Why d'Ya Do It?"

The birthday boy himself closed out the show, with two monster go-go boys for backup, one of whom was Matthew Camp, and treated those of us in the front row to cupcakes. They were delicious.

Happy Birthday, Formika! The F Word 29 Jan 10: Part Two

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Happy Birthday, Formika! The F Word 29 Jan 10: Part One

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Last Friday, at the fantastical F Word we all celebrated hostess with the mostess Michael Formika Jones' birthday. So, of course, the F Word's cage room was turned into a concert hall with Joey Arias, Sherry Vine, Michael T, Peppermint, Mimi Imfurst, Erickatoure Aviance, and others singing live with a rock band. There was a staged abortion, a dead rat, exposed butt cheeks, wigs flying, and cupcakes. Just another Friday night. Here's a selection of the seven hundred and something pictures I took. One for each cocktail.

Jordan Fox @ Vandam: 17 Jan 10

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It's In His Kiss: Tight @ Amnesia 17 Jan 10

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Scene: Grace Jones @ Hammerstein Ballroom 30 July 09

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Scene: Bonbon 12 Jan 10

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Scene: Arrow Bar 10 Jan 10

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Scene: Bonbon 26 Jan 10

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Pan. De. Monium. Part One.

2010-01-24T17:37:00.002-05:00

What happens when the fantastical Sherry Vine (pictured above) brings Jane Lane, Jonni Rendi, Kyle, Yuhua, Felicity Starr Dust and me along for the ride for her DC shows Friday night? Utter. Pandemonium. That's what the night at Cobalt was called. Clearly, they knew we were coming. I'm still piecing the night together. Good thing I took 600 pictures to help me.

Before Cobalt, we went to JR's for Sherry's first show. We stopped conversations as we made our way in and to the bar, of course, so we could get into the fantasy. Well, we were already on our way there while getting ready for the night. I wrapped more-than-appropriate "Caution" tape around Jane Lane (pictured below).

Jane suggested I paint a black stripe down my face and around my head. By the end of the night, I had Jane's white makeup all over it.

Jonni Rendi and Yuhua (pictured below) quickly got into the fantasy at JR's. They had to play catch up. Our Bolt bus down was late getting in. So they had to rush to get into face.

The bartenders at JR's were so sweet to us and kept us properly hydrated. Someone welcomed us to our nation's capitol with a round of Jägermeister. I'm going to blame the rest of the night on that.

From JR's, it was a quick walk to Cobalt, even in Rendi's 27-inch heels. At Cobalt, we had drink tickets for days. Kyle's holding some below. (I found one in my pocket the next day). But I'm not exactly sure what I did with mine since I don't think I ever used one to get a drink.

After a few more rounds, we all gathered onstage with Sherry to start off her family-friendly parody of Lady Gaga's "Bad Romance," "I Sh!t My Pants," which as of this posting has a phenomenal 2,159,962 hits on YouTube.

Then, we tore up the club. Until my next post, let me just say that I slept 10 hours or so last night recovering. Below is a little taste of the madness that ensued.

I Know You Want My Thing

2010-01-19T22:08:00.001-05:00

I'm always happy to see Gio Black Peter (pictured above), as I was at Earl Dax's fantastical Pussy Faggot party last Thursday. Gio and I worked together at Boysroom, where I had my first weekly DJ gig in NYC three years ago this May, before he jetted off to London for a bit. I'm glad to see Gio back in NYC.

Of course, he was giving his half-naked all onstage. He closed out the night on the basement stage hosted by the hilarious Penny Arcade, who kept us all laughing with jokes, her general fabulousness, and a song she sang in Spanish while we waited through some technical difficulties between acts. Before the show, Wonder Twin Brian Mills (pictured below) and I ran into Gio upstairs for some photo-ops and chit chat.

Once on, Gio ripped through a brand new song called "Kamakaze Kid" and rocked older cuts like "Peter v. Robot" and "It's F**ked Up." He jokingly changed some of the lyrics from the latter to reflect his start time's hour or so delay. It's OK, Gio. Some people are worth the wait. Everyone before Gio put on a good show, too. More on them soon.

I still have to edit the Flip footage I not-exactly-successfully shot while taking pictures. (Juggling and aiming two view finders while thinking about camera angles as well as video footage on a few cocktails is not exactly easy). But I did get some nice sequences of Gio dancing, which I think I'm going to use for a video for a new track I finished late last night/this morning, "My Man Flow Tight."

I know it's not Remix Friday. Since I didn't post something last week, I thought I'd share it here. A line from the track--I know you want my thing--could describe Gio's peek-a-boo pants that barely not exactly kept his thing in place.

Friday Forget-Me-Nots

2010-01-18T20:45:00.001-05:00

I'm still piecing together Friday night's F Word. I've been told that someone fell down some stairs and lost her wig, someone fell into Sherry Vine (pictured above) while she was DJing in The Fudgepacking Lounge upstairs, and someone puked in front of the DJ booth. Miraculously, none of those someone's was me. I'm not sure where I was when any of that happened. Here are some more photo pieces to the puzzle. Not here is the shot I found when I woke up: a close-up of two gentlemen flashing me. Francis Legge dropped by in between filming porn visuals for the party to smooch Sherry, who was serving us a fantastical 80s set.

Francis starting taking pictures of Lady Blue (pictured above left) doing her favorite Pulp Fiction dance. I didn't have the heart to tell Francis he didn't have his camera. Demanda Dahling was on the scene, of course, giving me wonderfully fiendish looks.

Then, she and Kyle (pictured above) struck some poses for me. Apparently, Ant Man (pictured below) came in to share some face time with the Dahling.

Nancy Nosecandy (picture below) was also among the fray. So was Danny (pictured further below), who ventured into the Lounge with Cazwell. Trust me: that's his t-shirt. He wanted to sex you up. At least that's what the back of the shirt said.

Soon enough, Felicity Starr Dust (pictured below right) took to the bar because she was feeling Sherry's beats. As you can see, Demanda and Tiana are deep in conversation. It was soon dangerously close to last call. Rayné (pictured below left) suggested we go to Cafeteria to grab some a vodka sponge bite. I had the veggie burger; but I'm not exactly sure how much the cab ride home cost.

Fantasy Fit for a KING

2010-01-18T13:41:00.004-05:00

Dina Delicious (pictured above with Eric Halliwell) and I were in a cab, slowly making our way across town from Lucky Cheng's. There was traffic. A lot of it. And we were doing last-minute touch-ups on our fantasies for the night's festivities at KING, Saturday night at Pachita. Of course we were more than ready by the time the elevator doors opened and Honey Dijon's beats filled our ears. After we said hello to Honey, we made our way over to Amanda Lepore (pictured below). Dina shared her fistful of love for Amanda. When Dina was over talking to Junior Vasquez, I showed Amanda the pictures I'd taken of her at the F Word.

Soon, Eric Halliwell, DivaSteve (pictured below Eric), Matthew Heresy (pictured further below) joined the party.

So did Danny and King Ralphy (pictured below with a friend of Danny's to the left). Then, Junior led us deep into the morning and we danced until we forgot who we were. The next morning I awoke to the following Facebook wall post from Dina: "Oh Lord." Yes, it was a fantastical night.

Flesh for Fantasy

2010-01-17T19:29:00.001-05:00

"A picture should be the recreation of an event rather than an illustration of an object," explained painter Francis Bacon about the images on his canvases. There should be "tension in the picture [where] there is a struggle with the object." For Bacon, "real imagination is technical imagination. It is in the ways you think up to bring an event to life again. It is in the search to trap the object at a given moment. Then the technique and the object become inseparable."

I see sculpture in my friends when I go out. That's what I'm trying to photograph with my camera askew, oddly close for some to faces or shoulders or necks or whatever else someone cares to bare.

Who is out on any given night doesn't necessarily convey the feel of that night out. So, here, I want to show last Friday's fantastical F Word party through the movement of and juxtaposition of shots I took of three of its go-go boys: Johnny (above), Matthew (below), and Scott (further below).

I thank them all for letting me stand so close and snap away. I know that their job includes more than just being decoratively almost-naked eye candy.

They complement the DJ's beats, complete the night's mood. They signal more than the availability their undress might suggest. They embody the freedom that a good night out can give you. Sometimes, they serve as a model for a certain kind of freedom you can when the music moves you. I know I always say that I've done my job DJing when someone decides to disrobe on the dance floor. Too bad that security often tells them to put their clothes back on.

Anatomy of a Lapdance

2010-01-16T19:55:00.003-05:00

The night was winding dangerously towards last call. We were all slipping deeper into the fantasy. Jonni Rendi (pictured above) and I were up in the Fudgepacker Lounge at the F Word visiting with the fantastical Sherry Vine (pictured below).

I'm not sure what Sherry was playing. I don't even remember taking these pictures. So, I'm sure that we were having a consequential conversation about metaphysics--until something, someone, caught Rendi's eye.

She sat down to concentrate on this dancer vision consuming her, enrapturing her so.

She waited for him to come hither. He did--and knew how to oblige a lady.

He whispered sweet nothings into her ear, recited his favorite Paul Verlaine and Arthur Rimbaud poems.

Then, the lap dance--la danse contact, as he called it--could commence.

Because Rendi is a liberated lady, she knows it's important to both give and receive.

They took that spirit of reciprocity to the dance floor. I'm not sure how they said goodbye. I soon stumbled out the door.

TGIF Word

2010-01-16T18:00:00.003-05:00

Another F Word, another overflowing camera when I come to the next day. Facebook status updates and images piece together the night--well, some of it. Of course, the fantastical Amanda Lepore (pictured above, and with JR on the right) was there, dancing the night away in the VIP area behind Cazwell, who was spinning up a storm before DJ Bill Coleman came on. I shared a drink or three with Josie Raler (pictured below left), whose Chanel necklace didn't survive the evening, and Jackie Birdy (pictured below right), who was killing me with her "incognito" gas mask with just the ride shade of red for her lips.

I went up to Jane Lane's (pictured below left) Fudgepacking Lounge to hang with the gang and to enjoy the sounds of Sherry Vine, who was DJ'ing a spinsational 80s set and rocking a Dale Bozzio-inspired 'do. I had to run up and tell her how much I loved that she was playing Klymaxx's "Meeting in the Ladies Room." I'll be your freakazoid-zoid-zoid-zoid-zoid-zoid.

I still have so many pictures to go through. Above are a couple of Yuhua Hamasaki (left) and Demanda Dahling (right) until I organize and upload the rest. On the mezzanine, Francis Legge (pictured below in a snap-off between him and me) was filming visuals for the F Word, enlisting everyone in a romp that drew crowds filming and flashing with cell phones and cameras.

Here's a taste of the action, with Baby Jane, Jonni Rendi, JR, Kyle, Felicity Starr Dust, Cherry Jubliee, Yuhua, and Monique Fontaine in the mix.

I can't wait to see what Francis does with the material, which will have to be heavily edited to be uploaded onto YouTube.

Bonbon is Goodgood

2010-01-15T20:07:00.002-05:00

Bonbon is one of my favorite parties of the week, not just because I was a sweaty fantastical mess this last Tuesday voguing, serving, and walking with my de la Blanca family, and not just because I got some love from Empress Yahaira Extravaganza (pictured above), but because there are so many beautiful people there each week. Plus, DJ Michael Magnan keeps me on the floor. Of course the divine Amanda Lepore (pictured below left and right) and Kenny Kenny (pictured below center) were there.

By the time I got to Bonbon, I was feeling goodgood since my friend and Pill Award-nominated director Francis Legge (pictured above with Amanda) and I had been to Fish Bar in the East Village and to Boy Box at G Lounge first. Before I was lost in the dance, I did manage to get some shots of Jordan Fox and Ludewig, Jordan's dopplegänger (pictured with Amanda below).

Eric Halliwell (pictured below) and Demanda (pictured with and without Eric below) were there. Of course, Eric was snapping away, too.

Tyler Stone (pictured below) was there, too, working his chain mail. I'm looking forward to his upcoming show at Don Hill's--and to next Tuesday's Bonbon, too.

Casa de la Blanca Serves Bonbon

2010-01-14T04:23:00.003-05:00

I had so much fun with my de la Blanca family at Bonbon, Susanne Bartsch and Kenny Kenny's Tuesday night party at Juliet Supper Club. I hadn't carried on like that in quite a long time. By the end of the night, I was a sweaty, fantastical mess. We took it to the floor, to the tables, wherever we could walk and serve de la Blanca down. Of course I had my camera out even was I was voguing with my sister Jadah (pictured above), inspiring her to outdo me. Divine and Father Julian (pictured below, left to right) ruled the floor while DJ Michael Magnan provided the beats to keep us going.

My sister Jamie (pictured below) took over one of the tables. All night, she was working me out with her look.

Ricky was killing me with his diva beard. Too much.

At one point, Jadah (below) added Celso's fan to her repertoire.

And Divine (below) was giving. It. All over the floor.

Of course, so were Celso and Kia (pictured together, left to right, then separately). They were both giving me a superheroine effect.

These are but a sampling of the pictures I took. It was a 485-picture night. Clearly my feet and my eyes were inspired. And the vodka kept my hydrated. Stay tuned for more.

I Keep Forgetting (Every Time Friday's Near)

2010-01-12T19:27:00.003-05:00

An overflowing digital folder is a gift that keeps on giving, well past the hangover that usually attends me filling it. Each time you sort through it, different images stick out. Tonight over dinner, I lingered over more of go-go idol Matthew Camp (pictured above and below, on either side of Wonder Twin Brian Mills and F Word host Joey Israel).

At the F Word on Friday, I lingered upstairs in the Fudgepacker Lounge with Jane Lane and everyone until that magical moment when my internal homing device clicks in and I wander out and hail a cab home. Keeping us late-night company were Cazwell (pictured below), Matthew Camp, and Johnny Sanford (pictured further below).

This Friday at the F Word promises to be even crazier since we'll be celebrating Kyle's birthday, which means I'm going to have to rely on my camera to tell me what happened again. I know that Jonni Rendi (pictured above, signaling how happy she is to see Johnny) will be there partying along with us. If you need a dose of Cazwell, Matthew, Johnny, and Joey tonight, though, check out Boy Box at G Lounge. I know I'll be there, cocktail and camera in hand.

I Got You And You And You And You, Babe

2010-01-12T13:22:00.007-05:00

Who says The F Word is a fantastical den of iniquity? Maybe Baby Jane (pictured below). I saw a bunch of loving couples in wedded bliss on a church outing. Of course, by church outing, I mean a booze-fueled romp at Rebel. By wedded bliss, I mean the power invested in my camera by the club denizens who congregate in Jane's Fudgepacker's Lounge upstairs and pair off for the duration of my shutter speed. And again with someone else as the mood fits. As it did for Jacki and Casey Oldenburg (pictured above and further below left), who also posed with Jane and Jane's hand (below).

Jane got around. She got into a three-way with Amanda Lepore and Jonni Rendi (below right), who was clearly transfixed by Amanda's breasts. Jacki just wanted to watch. OK. So, it's a four-way.

Then, Jane had a public private rendezvous with Jacki.

Rendi recovered from the dazzle of Amanda's breasts long enough to spend a little public private time with Demanda Dahling (pictured below), some blonde who's name I didn't get, and my Wonder Twin Brian Mills (pictured further below).

Clearly, Brian seems to doubt her momentary photographic devotion. But not long enough to prevent himself from sharing some sweet nothings with Benny Ninja (pictured below) and Milan (pictured further below).

Brian also found some one-on-one time to spend with Lady Blue (pictured below).

All this serial love photography required a great deal of vodka to wash it down. I'm including this Deee-lite nugget remixed by Pal Joey to provide a soundtrack.

Here's Brian and Rendi again (below right), like baby chicks waiting for their mother bartender to give them a little more. I have no idea who the guy checking out Brian (below left) is.