Another anniversary! Occupy the Disco are celebrating 3 years of their party Paradisco. We have a lot of respect for parties that last more than a year, we all know how quickly New Yorkers get bored of things, which is why our Interracial party basically happens whenever we feel like it, or when we have time, that way it’s a nice surprise when it pops up. Anyways, here’s some more info about the group: “Three years ago, we started a little party to remind us of hot summer nights dancing in Fire Island to tide us over during the cold weather months, aptly named Paradisco.” This is the official kick-off of their “third season” — you know these days parties have seasons like TV shows. It’s gonna take place at Le Bain at The Standard High Line which we hear they’ve just renovated the rooftop of! It was already great, so I am very curious to see what else they did to it. The Occupy The Disco DJs are Josh Appelbaum, Ru Bhatt and Tad Haes. They will be serving “a unique brew of new and fresh disco and house tracks along with classic favorites to keep you all warm...” Sounds delightful.
Spank has been around for seven years? Jesus, I feel old. Spank started as an artsy small format magazine, but has lived on as a party with original founders Sean B. and Will Automagic DJing all around the world. Here’s what Sean told us about the anniversary: “We consider ourselves mega-lucky to have survived seven years of shows, scenes and crazy parties in NYC, we’re gonna celebrate in a BIG way at the massive Bell House.” Spank’s parties are famous for their wild installations by Jeffrey Owen Ralston and we hear this year is no different. The only thing different from previous parties is that they’re moving it back to Brooklyn. It’s at The Bell House (as Sean mentioned), a legit party space (previous spaces haven’t been so “official.”) The Spank boys will of course DJ for the night and we’re sure it will be populated with plenty of cute queer kids. This is not a stand-around-and-look-bored-event, be prepared to dance your little feet off. Congrats boys, here’s to another 7!
Now playing at The Harvey theater at BAM through Jan 25th
It is on rare occasion that all the elements for true artistic perfection come together at the same time elevating a performance into the ether of the gods. I remember the first time I experienced this moment — it was when Peggy Fleming did her long program in figure skating to win the gold medal in the 1968 Olympics. I was five. The next standout performance in my memory came at age 19 when I saw Dreamgirls on Broadway in it’s original production, spending all my bar mitzvah money to see it another six times more before it closed. Now let me preface what I’m about to say by confessing A: I’m certifiably obsessed with rodeo B: greatly enamored by the works of composer/performer Sufjan Stevens C: Smoked some fine ass weed before the show, so here it is: Round-Up an hour and fifteen minutes of super slowmotion rodeo footage accompanied by a live original score by Sufjan Stevens with Yarn/Wine is by far the most sublime, seamless artistic experience I’ve had in years, going down in my memory as one of those “ether of the Gods” moments.
The subtle score by Stevens is performed live with two percussionists and two pianists beautifully enhancing imagery of bronco and bull riding, calf roping, cheerleading and related rodeo imagery shot by Aaron and Alex Craig so that 1 live second of action takes 12 seconds to transpire on screen. The effect is at once poetic and dazzling. You have to grab tickets fast because Round-Up now playing at BAM in the Harvey Theatre only has performances through Jan 25th. As Sufjan points out “There’s so much dance in rodeo horse tails and stirrups, cowboy hats, tassels and chaps flying all over the place, the film is quite visceral” Not to mention all that male atmosphere and Levis clad crotches EVERYWHERE!
Some of the boys at GAYLETTER are obsessed with this band, Patrick, one of our magazine editors told me that I must include them in this letter. I was already considering it, but he convinced me: “they are intense and weird...I like that they are danceable but also punk rock...they are dark and real and talk about hating their bodies…” They are also under the label of one of our favorite musicians JD Samson, who’s gonna be djing before their performance along with Ryan Smith (Wrecked) and Cartel (Body). Macy Rodman (from the party Bathsalts) will be taking care of the door. Bottoms (I mean you gotta love that name!) are celebrating the release of their EP ‘Goodbye.’ With all these people involved it’s guaranteed to be a super fun night. Here is what their FB page says about the band in case you’ve never heard of them: “Bottoms are a gender-problematizing goth dance band, made up of Simon Leahy, Michael Prommasit, and Jake Dibeler. Leahy, co-founder of the annual Bushwig festival, spearheaded the new “drag explosion” in the Bushwick nightlife scene. Leahy’s prior band, t3eth, has toured internationally.” Ok, enough said. Bring on the Bottoms!
Winter can be SUCH a drag. But just as the post-holiday blues are setting in, RuPaul’s Drag Race is back to lift you right up. That’s right, honey. Season 7 is officially here, and you’re invited to kick it off on January 23, 2015 with the NYC Pep Rally.
RPDR Season 7 is already promising to give us something different. Ru has traded in the glitter and sequins of seasons past for a much more minimal look, with a crop of diverse and quirky queens.
“This year we have some of the youngest and oldest contestants in RuPaul’s Drag Race herstory,” RuPaul said in a statement. “Study each queen closely. Do not underestimate anyone. The girls that make it to the top this season will shock you.” Oh yas, mama. C’mon!
Presented by Brandon Voss & KennyKenny, tonight’s event will feature performances by the three New York queens: Mrs. Kasha Davis, Miss Fame, and Pearl. Each lady is giving us upstate, uptown, and downtown, respectively. Lady Bunny and Valissa Yoe will be DJing, and Milk will be the hostess for the evening.
It’s all going down at Fever Fridays at The Attic Rooftop & Lounge in Hell’s Kitchen. Sponsored cocktails will be served from 10:30-11:30PM.
And, if you haven’t already, get to know your NY ladies in Logo’s “Meet the Queens” videos here.
The French, former porn star, actor and director François Sagat is launching his clothing label Kick Sagat this Thursday, January 22 at International Playground at 463 Broome St. from 7:00PM-9:00PM — and yes! Francois will be in attendance. We are so excited to see this man in person, we’ve been counting the hours. Although we might not recognize him with clothes on.
The event will be hosted by Becca McCharen of Chromat and Sonia Agostino. DJ for the night is Christine Tran of Witches. Expect Champagne, hopefully half-naked men and lots of queens running around trying to get a photo next to Sagat’s ass.
Afterwards, for only $5, you can join the after-party celebration at 10:00PM at Eastern Bloc (505 East 5th St.) with music by Casey Spooner and Frankie Sharp. Hosts for the evening include Mickey Boardman, Gio Black Peter and Melissa Burns. This is gonna be one hell of a sexy event!
Usually I have plenty of time to write posts for the newsletter but today I am on a tight deadline so I’ll get right to the point: Boy Meets Girl is nothing short of ground breaking. It stars a first time transgender actress Michelle Hendry in the lead role as a small town Kentucky girl named Ricky who has dreams of coming to NYC and becoming a top women’s fashion designer. She has a hot, hot, hot, straight best friend named Robby, played by Twilight star Michael Welch, who has a few secrets up his sleeve where his feelings for Rickie are concerned. Throw into the mix a beautiful new girl in town with a fiancee in Iraq and a penchant for exploring her lesbian tendencies with Rickie and you have a top notch film. What starts off as an innocent “after school special” sort of film turns into a revolutionary coming-of-age romantic comedy that, “explores how falling in love transcends gender and how important it is to live a courageous life without fear standing in the way of your dream.” There’s even a startling “Crying Game” secret reveal half way through the film! The screening is free, hosted by PFLAG and the JCC Manhattan and followed by a Q&A with the talented director Eric Schaeffer. If you miss it, not to worry it opens in Manhattan Feb 6.
Gay men have a language all of their own. Or so suggests Hal Fischer in his series Gay Semiotics, on view at Cherry & Martin Gallery in Culver City, California until February 21. Fischer photographed men on the prowl in the Castro and Haight Ashbury districts of San Francisco in 1977 as part of a tongue-in-cheek photo essay, labeling the elements of each man’s outfit as part of elaborate cruising codes. The result is a conceptual look at the “gay uniform.” It explains how totally ordinary items in the straight world like handkerchiefs and keychains, when worn in the street by gay men, tell other men about the wearer’s sexual fetishes.
The “semiotics” in the series title refers to semiotic theory, which claims that images and even objects — like words — carry abstract, symbolic meaning. A close-cropped photograph of two asses clad in tight jeans with handkerchiefs in opposite pockets explains the semiotics of “Gay Hanky Code:” “A blue handkerchief placed in the right hip pocket serves notice that the wearer desires to play the passive role during sexual intercourse,” and so on. Other more traditional portraits are broken into types: the Street Fashion Jock in labeled satin gym shorts and Adidas, the Street Fashion Leather in chaps and leather boots, the Street Fashion Basic Gay in flannel shirt and Levis. By merging gay subcultures with art theory, Fischer pulls conceptual photography out of the museum and into the streets (and the back alleys).
The black and white images of mustachioed leathermen in high-wasted flare jeans feel a little dated, maybe because cruising has gone digital. In today’s gayborhoods, though, uniforms have changed but are still in fashion. Fischer’s exhibition is actually timely: it makes us ask how our rapidly evolving hook-up culture has changed the way we communicate and express ourselves in public spaces.
How cute is this? A celebration at Lincoln Center of everything Sesame Street. The show has been on the air (around the world) for 45 years. That’s impressive. I grew up watching the show as kid, all the way on the other side of the planet in Melbourne, Australia. I loved me some Big Bird (pictured), Ernie and Bert, Cookie Monster, I even had a soft spot for Grouch. This exhibition at the Lincoln Center Library for the Performing Arts, includes “250 items related to the show and its production, including many of its stars: The original Elmo, Bert, Ernie, Count, and Oscar the Grouch will be on display, along with other televised Muppets. See iconic props (“rubber duckie, you’re the one…”) and pose with replicas of the lamppost and front steps of 123 Sesame Street.” This show is about as Instagram ready as it gets! If you see Snuffleupagus, make sure to say hi from us — you never know when that flaky queen will show up.