And then on Thursday, we're doing another Gumbo in Dumbo.
Saturday, October 31, 2009
THANK YOU
Maybe the most major Good Times since last week.
And then on Thursday, we're doing another Gumbo in Dumbo.
And then on Thursday, we're doing another Gumbo in Dumbo.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
GOOD TIMES: BATTLE OF THE MINOGUES
Kylie Minogue had already conquered television, cancer and just about every corner of the world before her New York concert debut two weeks ago. After she mesmerized every gay in attendance, we at our weekly Wednesday Good Times party at Eastern Bloc asked a very crowded party: who would win in a showdown between Kylie and her younger sis Dannii?
Some say Dannii Minogue is the sluttier sis, giving more "oral demonstrations" like our friend on the right.
We are officially obsessed with Snuggies and Slankets and will be raffling them off as part of our awesome autumn Good Times giveaways.
Mao, Matt and that delicious baker Jose (right) from the Big Booty Bread Company over in Chelsea, who we're hoping donates some yummy chocolate chip giveaways for the starving DJs.
Ms. Sammy Jo (left) was spinning around, moving people out of her way as she danced with her DJ cohort Jon Jon Battles (right), who is already dressed and ready for goth & glam with Michael T. at next week's party.
Boys always like it when you touch me like that, as Dannii once sang.
Erika (right, with Adam and Pat) is about to drop a bomb on as any day now in the form of her music video for her hit single, My Pumps, and I, for one, can not wait.
DJ Jimmy (in the green) was back behind the turntables with me when he wasn't getting effed in the A by his good friend Josh (in the white).
New cattitude at the bar, hanging over a handsome Albanian American who so obviously isn't into pussy play.
THE MENUDO REUNION I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR! Or, in layman's terms, Gerardo (left) is back in town!
Native American headdress from Kylie's lost showgirls number of I'm An Indian Too.
The other big booty baker (left), with Greg E. who turned me on to the Kylie and Dannii Sister's Are Doing It for Themselves video, of which no quality audio recording exists but is totally worth a viewing.
I am hoping the come dressed as the New York Dolls for next week's goth & glam party. Eye makeup, leggings and lunchboxes are encouraged.
Chase (right) and friend, outside doing dramatic poses to On a Night Like This.
Nu-di-ty.
Kylie was winning in the Mingoue on Minogue battle till Dannii came on the soundsystem with some late 90s danceathon realness to the tune of All I Wanna Dooooooooooo.
These dudes were bullshit when Jimmy reverted to the Gossip and the Yeah Yeah Yeahs and started yelling, I THOUGHT THIS WAS A KYLIE PARTY!
Did I mention that it was hard to be moving around (or spinning around) because the party was so packed. We did it again.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARK JACOBS (right, with Andre) AND RICHARD HAINES (not pictured cuz Kelvin didn't snap his photo)! Thank you for coming into my world and partying with us.
A red blooded woman named Casey.
If you thought this party was bananas, wait until November 4h when Lina and I turn it to the sounds of Led Zeppelin all night long. Houses of the holy moly!
Luke (right), sporting a Kylie tshirt. Or is that Barbarella? And how would you feel if my sci-fi costume for our Halloween Invasion Party at the Hose this Saturday was Sparbarella?
Wesley and crew, begging for more more more.
WHO BROUGHT THE POPPERS? MURPHY (center) BROUGHT THE POPPERS...
...AND THEY WERE INDEED A HIT!
Adrian (left) and Yianni, a match made in sexpot heaven where everyone wears purple Leagalize Gay tshirts.
Newlyweds Peter (left) and Brian had a contest to see who could keep their Where The Wild Things Are crowns on for longer. I feel like Peter probably slept with his on.
Luke and friend, who appears to enjoy putting the needle on it.
Love at first sight.
Rob (center, with Ian and friend), who much like Kylie and Robbie, is always doin' it for the kids.
PORNOGRAPHIC TSHIRT TREND ALERT!
And then this happened.
Devin in a classic Devin tank top and Jeff with a classic Jeff cock ring necklace.
The inimitable Justin Bond (left), who cut a rug to Dannii's Who Do You Love Now.
How does it feel in Gary's arms?
Put your legs up for New York, our lovely city.
House fanatics Michael, Kevin and Tai (from left) scoff at your pop princess icons. Kevin is getting paid bi-weekly by some internet dude in Texas to grow his beard out, btw.
3am and Sammy Jo (with yours truly) is STILL spinning around.
Jeffrey, Matt and friend, tallying the scores of audience response and participation. All in all, I think Kylie was the winner in this evening's throwdown but who knows what tricks Dannii will have up her sleeve next time.
Yummy slab of grade A Australian beef.
330am and they're still rippin' up the disco.
Lapo, Tai, John and I urge you to dress your gothest for next week's goth and glam party with mother Michael T. She promises Rocky Horror, Roxy Music and a little New Romantic sounds too.
See you next week!
Some say Dannii Minogue is the sluttier sis, giving more "oral demonstrations" like our friend on the right.
We are officially obsessed with Snuggies and Slankets and will be raffling them off as part of our awesome autumn Good Times giveaways.
Mao, Matt and that delicious baker Jose (right) from the Big Booty Bread Company over in Chelsea, who we're hoping donates some yummy chocolate chip giveaways for the starving DJs.
Ms. Sammy Jo (left) was spinning around, moving people out of her way as she danced with her DJ cohort Jon Jon Battles (right), who is already dressed and ready for goth & glam with Michael T. at next week's party.
Boys always like it when you touch me like that, as Dannii once sang.
Erika (right, with Adam and Pat) is about to drop a bomb on as any day now in the form of her music video for her hit single, My Pumps, and I, for one, can not wait.
DJ Jimmy (in the green) was back behind the turntables with me when he wasn't getting effed in the A by his good friend Josh (in the white).
New cattitude at the bar, hanging over a handsome Albanian American who so obviously isn't into pussy play.
THE MENUDO REUNION I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR! Or, in layman's terms, Gerardo (left) is back in town!
Native American headdress from Kylie's lost showgirls number of I'm An Indian Too.
The other big booty baker (left), with Greg E. who turned me on to the Kylie and Dannii Sister's Are Doing It for Themselves video, of which no quality audio recording exists but is totally worth a viewing.
I am hoping the come dressed as the New York Dolls for next week's goth & glam party. Eye makeup, leggings and lunchboxes are encouraged.
Chase (right) and friend, outside doing dramatic poses to On a Night Like This.
Nu-di-ty.
Kylie was winning in the Mingoue on Minogue battle till Dannii came on the soundsystem with some late 90s danceathon realness to the tune of All I Wanna Dooooooooooo.
These dudes were bullshit when Jimmy reverted to the Gossip and the Yeah Yeah Yeahs and started yelling, I THOUGHT THIS WAS A KYLIE PARTY!
Did I mention that it was hard to be moving around (or spinning around) because the party was so packed. We did it again.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARK JACOBS (right, with Andre) AND RICHARD HAINES (not pictured cuz Kelvin didn't snap his photo)! Thank you for coming into my world and partying with us.
A red blooded woman named Casey.
If you thought this party was bananas, wait until November 4h when Lina and I turn it to the sounds of Led Zeppelin all night long. Houses of the holy moly!
Luke (right), sporting a Kylie tshirt. Or is that Barbarella? And how would you feel if my sci-fi costume for our Halloween Invasion Party at the Hose this Saturday was Sparbarella?
Wesley and crew, begging for more more more.
WHO BROUGHT THE POPPERS? MURPHY (center) BROUGHT THE POPPERS...
...AND THEY WERE INDEED A HIT!
Adrian (left) and Yianni, a match made in sexpot heaven where everyone wears purple Leagalize Gay tshirts.
Newlyweds Peter (left) and Brian had a contest to see who could keep their Where The Wild Things Are crowns on for longer. I feel like Peter probably slept with his on.
Luke and friend, who appears to enjoy putting the needle on it.
Love at first sight.
Rob (center, with Ian and friend), who much like Kylie and Robbie, is always doin' it for the kids.
PORNOGRAPHIC TSHIRT TREND ALERT!
And then this happened.
Devin in a classic Devin tank top and Jeff with a classic Jeff cock ring necklace.
The inimitable Justin Bond (left), who cut a rug to Dannii's Who Do You Love Now.
How does it feel in Gary's arms?
Put your legs up for New York, our lovely city.
House fanatics Michael, Kevin and Tai (from left) scoff at your pop princess icons. Kevin is getting paid bi-weekly by some internet dude in Texas to grow his beard out, btw.
3am and Sammy Jo (with yours truly) is STILL spinning around.
Jeffrey, Matt and friend, tallying the scores of audience response and participation. All in all, I think Kylie was the winner in this evening's throwdown but who knows what tricks Dannii will have up her sleeve next time.
Yummy slab of grade A Australian beef.
330am and they're still rippin' up the disco.
Lapo, Tai, John and I urge you to dress your gothest for next week's goth and glam party with mother Michael T. She promises Rocky Horror, Roxy Music and a little New Romantic sounds too.
See you next week!
Monday, October 26, 2009
OCTOBER TOP 10
1.Itty Bitty Piggy - Nicki Minaj
2. Drop It Low - Esther Dean ft. Chris Brown
3. This Is Sick (Riva Starr Rechunk Mix) -Solid Groove
4. Keep It Goin Louder (Diplo Mix) - Major Lazer
5. Do It Right - Binkers
6. Pop Goes the World - The Gossip
7. Brash & Vulgar (Scoobs Extended Edit) - In Flagranti
8. Tardy for the Party - Kim Zolciak
9. Zodiacs - Roberta Kelly
10. Ramping Shop - Vybz Kartel ft. Spice
2. Drop It Low - Esther Dean ft. Chris Brown
3. This Is Sick (Riva Starr Rechunk Mix) -Solid Groove
4. Keep It Goin Louder (Diplo Mix) - Major Lazer
5. Do It Right - Binkers
6. Pop Goes the World - The Gossip
7. Brash & Vulgar (Scoobs Extended Edit) - In Flagranti
8. Tardy for the Party - Kim Zolciak
9. Zodiacs - Roberta Kelly
10. Ramping Shop - Vybz Kartel ft. Spice
SEPARATED AT BIRTH IN THE DISCO CONTINUUM
Belgian disco circa 1979 and Paris Hilton circa 2009 never seemed so close.
Friday, October 23, 2009
KILLER ICE-SKATING BEAR
Moscow, Russia -- A bear on ice skates attacked two people during rehearsals at a circus in Bishkek, the capital of Kyrgyzstan, killing one of them, Kyrgyz officials said Friday.
In the incident, which happened Thursday, the 5-year-old animal killed the circus administrator, Dmitry Potapov, and mauled an animal trainer, who was attempting to rescue him.
NO MORE BACHELORETTES
The cavernous middle east-themed Avenue B restaurant known as Le Souk may be no more. An East Village institution most famous for its bachelorette and birthday parties (complete with roaming belly dancers), as well as drunken late nights for horny straight singles, had its liquor license permanently revoked by the state liquor authority this week for constant overcrowding. I've only been to Le Souk twice and both times it was jam packed. That said, it's one of the most amazing spaces in the East Village and I damn well hope it is put to good use.
HOTNESS OF THE WEEK
Ilya the Manatee, who traveled to Cape Cod from New York this summer, probably to sip the punch at the Boatslip and wile out to Kelly Rowland and David Guetta. Ilya has been missing since late September and needs to get home to Florida NOW (Key West, I'm guessing.)
Thursday, October 22, 2009
OVERHEARD NEAR THE DJ BOOTH
Last night's Battle of the Minogues Good Times was epic. Top three things yelled at the DJ:
1) Can I dance in the DJ booth window?
2) "I'M TEN TIMES HAIRIER THAN YOU."
3) Play Light Years again!
That last one wasn't yelled at me but texted to me from a Kylie admirer in the crowd. Text requests are the new slip-the-DJ-a-note-on-a-napkin (which still happens alot). And for the record, please do not tell the DJ you have a song on your iPod that you'd like him to play.
1) Can I dance in the DJ booth window?
2) "I'M TEN TIMES HAIRIER THAN YOU."
3) Play Light Years again!
That last one wasn't yelled at me but texted to me from a Kylie admirer in the crowd. Text requests are the new slip-the-DJ-a-note-on-a-napkin (which still happens alot). And for the record, please do not tell the DJ you have a song on your iPod that you'd like him to play.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
GOOD TIMES: THE TUBESTEAK CONNETION
We transformed Eastern Bloc into a garage of paradise at last Wednesday's Good Times party when we welcomed DJ Bus Station John, the man behind the San Francisco disco institution known as the Tubesteak Connection. He couldn't bring Aunt Charlie's performers Vicki or Gina with him but he did bring a sick mix of disco heaven.
The presence of my local DJ idols Nita (left) and Sammy Jo (center) always makes me concentrate a little harder and delay inebriation until after midnight.
Loving the Sally Jesse Rafael-inspired blue frames.
Cute Asian chick throwing cute Asian gang signs also known as peace signs.
Patches (right, with Jamie and friend) always seems able to strike up a conversation with strangers about his unusual nickname. Did you know he used to be called Sparkle?
Reminding us of the depressing reality that furry hood season aka winter is right around the corner.
BILLY BEYOND! Billy (left) is another DJ legend here in New York City who also runs a blog and informed me that he allegedly gets forty THOUSAND hits per day.
BAGGY TRACKSUIT REALNESS, courtesy of one of Casey's friend. Casey (right) went bananas when I played Roberta Kelly's Zodiacs.
Devin (center, with Conrad and Jay) was out of commission for a month or two with a gnarly stomach ulcer so please don't upset him, stress him or serve him anything too acidic when you see him next.
Adam (left) was one of many repping for the San Francisco transplants who used to live and die for Bus Station John's Tubesteak party every Thursday at Aunt Charlie's (which is ongoing, by the way).
Show us your IQ!
Surgically removing a stirrer from his friend's ear with his teeth. This should be showcased in a special Good Times event called America's Got Gay Talent.
The glamorous. The flossy, flossy.
Andre (right, with Adam) pretended to be a New York transplant in Frisco for a hot minute but came running back east where he belongs. I am praying Shaquanda rears her head at the Halloween party I'm doing at the hose with Will and Alon called invasion.
Richard (left, with friend), showcasing the predecessor to the Three Wolf Moon tshirt that is now an internet phenomenon.
Steven (in the blue) was absolutely devastated to learn that Vicki and Gina were not going to make it to the east coast edition of Tubesteak. He also informed me that Vicki or Gina does a must-see rendition of Total Eclipse of the Heart that needs to make its way onto Youtube.
Founders of the gay Guardian Angels chapter.
Every girl's crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man.
Taking a ride on his disco lick.
Andy (left) and a new furry friend he appears to have cuddled up to.
Ear candy.
Okay, it was more than cuddling. It was full on tonsil hockey to the tune of Diana Ross' No One Gets the (tonsil hockey) Prize.
Yet another entrant into America's Got Gay Talent. This one is called waterboarding and teabagging.
The man of the hour Bus Station John! (left), with yours truly and Nita, who seems to have a cock in her mouth.
The weekly sea of men reached high tide during Bus Station John's awesomely funky set.
Yikes! Stripes! Fruit-striped gum!
Duane, Tai and Chris (from left), planning the quickest escape route from Kelvin's camera.
I AIN'T BEEN LICKED!
America's Got Gay Talent: the dance off.
Gays gone wild. And if you really wanna what I mean by gays gone wild, come to next week's Good Times when we do Battle of the Minogues: Kyle vs. Dannii.
Happy happy joy joy.
FULL-LENGTH SWEATER DRESS REALNESS ON A HOMEBOY! These are the things that dreams are made of.
British singing and acting sensation Bradley (right), with a bloke who is interested in anything but posing for a picture.
It's official - Telfar (second from right) is guest DJing with me in late November for a Ciara party and other ladies of southern hip hop. I will be rocking cornrows by then. Trust.
Me and the disco daddy, beholding the magic of the mirror ball before us. Photo direction credit: Kelvin.
Gabriel (left) and Marc, sharing a late night Gwen Mccrae moment.
Dude on the right is reminding me that we're doing a pre-Hallowen goth and glam party in two weeks with Michael T. (think Bowie) and costumes are encouraged. We might even have a prize (aka a Snuggie!) for the best goth/glam outfit.
Lipps Inc.
Huge thank you to Bus Station John for debuting his disco magic with us at Good Times at Eastern Bloc. Please come back again. And bring Gina and Vicki!
The presence of my local DJ idols Nita (left) and Sammy Jo (center) always makes me concentrate a little harder and delay inebriation until after midnight.
Loving the Sally Jesse Rafael-inspired blue frames.
Cute Asian chick throwing cute Asian gang signs also known as peace signs.
Patches (right, with Jamie and friend) always seems able to strike up a conversation with strangers about his unusual nickname. Did you know he used to be called Sparkle?
Reminding us of the depressing reality that furry hood season aka winter is right around the corner.
BILLY BEYOND! Billy (left) is another DJ legend here in New York City who also runs a blog and informed me that he allegedly gets forty THOUSAND hits per day.
BAGGY TRACKSUIT REALNESS, courtesy of one of Casey's friend. Casey (right) went bananas when I played Roberta Kelly's Zodiacs.
Devin (center, with Conrad and Jay) was out of commission for a month or two with a gnarly stomach ulcer so please don't upset him, stress him or serve him anything too acidic when you see him next.
Adam (left) was one of many repping for the San Francisco transplants who used to live and die for Bus Station John's Tubesteak party every Thursday at Aunt Charlie's (which is ongoing, by the way).
Show us your IQ!
Surgically removing a stirrer from his friend's ear with his teeth. This should be showcased in a special Good Times event called America's Got Gay Talent.
The glamorous. The flossy, flossy.
Andre (right, with Adam) pretended to be a New York transplant in Frisco for a hot minute but came running back east where he belongs. I am praying Shaquanda rears her head at the Halloween party I'm doing at the hose with Will and Alon called invasion.
Richard (left, with friend), showcasing the predecessor to the Three Wolf Moon tshirt that is now an internet phenomenon.
Steven (in the blue) was absolutely devastated to learn that Vicki and Gina were not going to make it to the east coast edition of Tubesteak. He also informed me that Vicki or Gina does a must-see rendition of Total Eclipse of the Heart that needs to make its way onto Youtube.
Founders of the gay Guardian Angels chapter.
Every girl's crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man.
Taking a ride on his disco lick.
Andy (left) and a new furry friend he appears to have cuddled up to.
Ear candy.
Okay, it was more than cuddling. It was full on tonsil hockey to the tune of Diana Ross' No One Gets the (tonsil hockey) Prize.
Yet another entrant into America's Got Gay Talent. This one is called waterboarding and teabagging.
The man of the hour Bus Station John! (left), with yours truly and Nita, who seems to have a cock in her mouth.
The weekly sea of men reached high tide during Bus Station John's awesomely funky set.
Yikes! Stripes! Fruit-striped gum!
Duane, Tai and Chris (from left), planning the quickest escape route from Kelvin's camera.
I AIN'T BEEN LICKED!
America's Got Gay Talent: the dance off.
Gays gone wild. And if you really wanna what I mean by gays gone wild, come to next week's Good Times when we do Battle of the Minogues: Kyle vs. Dannii.
Happy happy joy joy.
FULL-LENGTH SWEATER DRESS REALNESS ON A HOMEBOY! These are the things that dreams are made of.
British singing and acting sensation Bradley (right), with a bloke who is interested in anything but posing for a picture.
It's official - Telfar (second from right) is guest DJing with me in late November for a Ciara party and other ladies of southern hip hop. I will be rocking cornrows by then. Trust.
Me and the disco daddy, beholding the magic of the mirror ball before us. Photo direction credit: Kelvin.
Gabriel (left) and Marc, sharing a late night Gwen Mccrae moment.
Dude on the right is reminding me that we're doing a pre-Hallowen goth and glam party in two weeks with Michael T. (think Bowie) and costumes are encouraged. We might even have a prize (aka a Snuggie!) for the best goth/glam outfit.
Lipps Inc.
Huge thank you to Bus Station John for debuting his disco magic with us at Good Times at Eastern Bloc. Please come back again. And bring Gina and Vicki!
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