Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Monday, September 20, 2010
SEPARATED AT BIRTH IN THE EAST VILLAGE
The sexy Adrian Brody (left) has some competition from the sexier Peter M. (right)!
Sunday, September 19, 2010
THE QUEEN
Quite difficult to find a digitally uploaded version of this 1968 documentary online, I'm finding. I had the good fortune to attend a screening of it a few years ago and it is quite worth it to see where drag culture was in 1968. This is the actual poster for the film, which you can buy on Ebay for $475. Even a used copy of the VHS tape starts at $70. Bittorrent, anyone?
EBAY AUCTION OF THE DAY
Though our true goal is to find those Deee-Lite slipmats that DJ Ron Like Hell was featuring at yesterday's Sprocket party in Brooklyn, we'll make do with this postcard for now.
Friday, September 17, 2010
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
GOOD TIMES: JEW YEAR'S EVE
It is now a Good Times tradition to drink Jew wine (aka Manischewitz) and be merry for all the major Jew holidays. Actually, we pretty much get drunk and merry every Wednesday at our weekly party, though our Rosh Hashanah bash somehow turned into an elaborate advertorial for Manischewitz, if we're to believe Kelvin's picture taking.
OMG to his Human Centipede shirt on the left! It's almost like art imitating art with that big Human Centipede-inspired poster behind Rainblo (center) and his crew.
Liam (on the right) = so not getting buried in any Jewish cemetery with all them tattoos. Will, on the other hand, can bury that cute little face of his anywhere he'd like. Excited for his Spank Saturday afternoon warehouse party this weekend!
These pictures might be a little more believable if Kelvin actually broke the seal on the twist-off cap to that bottle. She does love a good prop though (as witnessed in last week's cone bra pics).
Stroke it for me, stroke it for me.
As long as we're on the topic of advertorials, American Apparel should be paying Jordan for looking so good in his collection of soft, black tanks from them, which he apparently owns 10 of.
Jew nose to jew bottle, as I pumped an entire new set of Klezmer hits just for this very party until someone remarked, "you're really going full throttle with the Jew music tonight."
Instead of captioning the same pose, let's play guess Kelvin's photo direction: "BLOW THE WINE BOTTLE! NO, KEEP DOING IT. ONE MORE!"
"I WANT YOU TO BOTH GO FOR IT WITH THE WINE BOTTLE. DOUBLE TEAM THE WINE BOTTLE. ONE MORE!!!!!"
A motley crew of jewligans (or jew chasers is more like it) if I may say so myself. Somebody wake up Casey!
Bill Coleman (left) walked in just as I played his long lost bitch track, Miss Tina. "My name is Tina and I'm muthafuckin' fierce!" Ulee (right) was in shock.
Butching it up for his Jewish New Year's resolution.
And hello to the one in the center. That Madonna: Before the Surgery bottle blowjobs thing is so last week but I'm not mad at it in this particular instance.
Andy didn't jet off to Israel to celebrate Jew Year's Eve in the motherland (unlike some Good Times bartenders we know) despite his affinity for dark and hairy men.
Scott (right) is totally being propped up by Shaquandre in this here pic after a few too many $1 vodkas (11-1130!) and free Manischewitz shots. Oh, and he still has some stunning artwork for sale from his K48 fundraiser. And I really need to see the new K48 so help a brutha out.
I am officially over these Madonna Open Your Heart pork pie hats. No offense to the guy wearing one here.
GENIE IS GONNA PUT A SPELL ON YOU!
I think this is supposed to be some metaphor for seeing through beer goggles.
Or as the case may be, Manischewitz goggles.
Terrified and excited all at once, either because he's about to lose an ear or he knows that next week is Banjee Good Times, with guest DJ Telfar keeping it banj with me and a live performance from L.A.'s Ab Soto!
U.N.I.T.Y.
L'shanah tovah and happy 5771! See you next week. xo, Sparber, Mikey and our jug(s).
OMG to his Human Centipede shirt on the left! It's almost like art imitating art with that big Human Centipede-inspired poster behind Rainblo (center) and his crew.
Liam (on the right) = so not getting buried in any Jewish cemetery with all them tattoos. Will, on the other hand, can bury that cute little face of his anywhere he'd like. Excited for his Spank Saturday afternoon warehouse party this weekend!
These pictures might be a little more believable if Kelvin actually broke the seal on the twist-off cap to that bottle. She does love a good prop though (as witnessed in last week's cone bra pics).
Stroke it for me, stroke it for me.
As long as we're on the topic of advertorials, American Apparel should be paying Jordan for looking so good in his collection of soft, black tanks from them, which he apparently owns 10 of.
Jew nose to jew bottle, as I pumped an entire new set of Klezmer hits just for this very party until someone remarked, "you're really going full throttle with the Jew music tonight."
Instead of captioning the same pose, let's play guess Kelvin's photo direction: "BLOW THE WINE BOTTLE! NO, KEEP DOING IT. ONE MORE!"
"I WANT YOU TO BOTH GO FOR IT WITH THE WINE BOTTLE. DOUBLE TEAM THE WINE BOTTLE. ONE MORE!!!!!"
A motley crew of jewligans (or jew chasers is more like it) if I may say so myself. Somebody wake up Casey!
Bill Coleman (left) walked in just as I played his long lost bitch track, Miss Tina. "My name is Tina and I'm muthafuckin' fierce!" Ulee (right) was in shock.
Butching it up for his Jewish New Year's resolution.
And hello to the one in the center. That Madonna: Before the Surgery bottle blowjobs thing is so last week but I'm not mad at it in this particular instance.
Andy didn't jet off to Israel to celebrate Jew Year's Eve in the motherland (unlike some Good Times bartenders we know) despite his affinity for dark and hairy men.
Scott (right) is totally being propped up by Shaquandre in this here pic after a few too many $1 vodkas (11-1130!) and free Manischewitz shots. Oh, and he still has some stunning artwork for sale from his K48 fundraiser. And I really need to see the new K48 so help a brutha out.
I am officially over these Madonna Open Your Heart pork pie hats. No offense to the guy wearing one here.
GENIE IS GONNA PUT A SPELL ON YOU!
I think this is supposed to be some metaphor for seeing through beer goggles.
Or as the case may be, Manischewitz goggles.
Terrified and excited all at once, either because he's about to lose an ear or he knows that next week is Banjee Good Times, with guest DJ Telfar keeping it banj with me and a live performance from L.A.'s Ab Soto!
U.N.I.T.Y.
L'shanah tovah and happy 5771! See you next week. xo, Sparber, Mikey and our jug(s).
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
MISS FIRE ISLAND 2010
Miss Fire Island is seriously the best Fire Island event of the summer. It's a big ol' drag pageant where competitors vie for the titles of Entertainers of the Year, Ms. Fire Island and Miss Fire Island herself. For the in-depth article I wrote for Next Magazine's blog, click here.
Bartender Andy, wishing he had gotten the implants some of the other ladies had.
Ris-que.
Limeade.
Bartender Andy, wishing he had gotten the implants some of the other ladies had.
Me and Miss Martha! Miss Martha is the REASON.
Miss Fire Island 2009, Rene Flaming, strutting her stuff one last time before she gives that crown away.
BELLA is one of the emcees. She's also has the mouth of a truck driver and the Long Island accent of a girl from Ronkonkoma.
"There she was, Miss Fire Island." You need to hear the super cheesy and super long Miss Fire Island theme song, sung each and every year at the annual festivities.
Another emcee, Ariel Sinclair, heckling hot "straight" dudes from Jersey into taking off their shirts and pants.
Day wear competition!
Literal day wear. As in, around the house day wear.
Entertainer of the year 2009 Logan Hardcore, giving you Rihanna's Go Hard...
...which ended up more like Barry Harris' Dive In the Pool aka LETS GET SOAKING WET.
Spooking Miss Fire Island 2007 Stephanie Stone in her boy look.
Cindy Diamonds, just chilling with the audience members after her dance performance.
I live and die for Victoria Michael and her medley which included Miami booty bass and fake ketamine and coke.
Pageantry princesses.
This year's Miss Fire Island was none other than Sable Scities (right), who really turned it with like, five outfit changes, all of which were elegance deluxxxxxe.
Non-competitors also come dressed in drag like Rose, who was like, TITS CUPCAKES! BUY MY TITS CUPCAKES!
Someone left their handsome boyfriend in the pizza parlor.
Another non-competitor in cheerleading daywear.
Porscha Pitsop had her Donna Summers look down boots, performing Last Dance which the straights seemed to love.
Epiphany Get Paid gave a riveting rendition of Frank Sinatra's New York with LIVE vocals. Yes, live vocals!
Delfina (left) loves a Bette Midler look and a Bette Midler song.
Fiona St. James hadn't competed in 10 years but felt like it was time to do drag out on Fire Island again so she entered for Ms. Fire Island (the 40 and over set) giving you countess realness.
"Elegance is learned, my friends."
VICTORIA MICHAELS IS GOD!
Mirkala Crystal like to rhumba rhumba rhumba, dance to a samba samba samba.
Pose and click!
Spicky! I love me some Spicky Hilton, especially since she actually showed up this year. (Last year she was on the roster but a total no show.)
Gorgeousness a la Nell Carter.
Ambrosia snatched the Ms. Fire Island crown with this flawless ensemble.
Loving this showgirl evening wear number.
And the camera does no justice to this dress, which I think one of the emcees (aka Porsche or Ariel) asked out loud if they could borrow it after the pageant ended.
Ris-que.
Can you see why Sable Scities won Miss Fire Island this year? Me too.
Limeade.
This year's winners! From left: Ambrosia (Ms. Fire Island), Sable Scities (Miss Fire Island) and Entertainer of the Year Dallas Dubois!
Already looking forward to next year's competition, as is Logan Hardcore (left, with Stephanie Stone) so she can win Entertainer of the Year...again.
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