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with voenix rising’s ‘thursday ink’ on haitus (boo… hiss… sad kyle) it’s up to me to take that ball and run with it….
there’s more after the jump. and by more, i mean, nsfw, not for lesbians, not for prudes, not for straight guys or some farm animals. go ahead jump.
ok - firstly…. i’m not the biggest fan of christmas. with that said, there are far too many blogs spouting about christmas already and it’s not even december yet.
people. it’s.too.fucking.soon.
during my evening’s perusal of my blogroll, one of my favorite blogs that features advertising of an adult nature was sporting this picture:
ummm…. where is his penis? seriously? wow…steroids bad. it looks really deformed.
on the cold front, it’s still kickin, but i hope to shit it’s almost over.
oh, on another front, i have date no. 4 tomorrow night depending on how i feel. we’re calling him “the dr.”, tho’ he’s not an actual doctor. but he digs dr. who, so it seemed fitting.
this really looks to have everything we had hoped the new bionic woman could have been:
i was never the biggest terminator fan, but the story is an interesting one. and i love love love that summer glau (she of the amazing firefly/serenityfame) plays the good terminator in it. i’ll watch anything with her in it!
the advance press for this fox tv series has been pretty positive. could be just the post-apocolyptic female ass kicking show we wished bionic woman was.
hi all - just poking around the net and have found out about this book ‘i, lucifer’ by glen duncan.
just curious if any of you have read it? i found the first two pages online and quite enjoyed what i read. it’s told from the devil’s perspective - i quite like books like that, historical (or psudo historical) characters telling their side. i of course love the book ‘lamb: the gospel according to biff, christ’s childhood pal’ by christopher moore. this book about lucifer reminds me a bit about lamb.
so my question to you lot, anyone read this? i may get out of the house a bit tomorrow (i’m going absolutely stir-crazy) and go look for the book…
(i should say in full disclosure, i found out about this via imdb where they have a page on the film version [currently in pre-production] staring the yummy daniel craig as the devil and the equally hunky ewan mcgregor also in the cast)
well, the first flu bug of the season has attacked. as such, i’m holed up on my couch under a comfy blanky, with juice and kleenex near by… my ritual when sick is to watch hours and hours of hgtv in between naps.
as i’ve been watching today, i’ve been reminded how many uber-hot guys there are on hgtv and as nobody really wants to hear about my being sick, i thought i’d present you a smattering of super hot guys from hgtv (if only there were a calender like this!):
rick spence / curb appeal
rick spence is the perfect man. in every way. he’s hunky and handsome, while acerbically witty with a super hot butt (not to mention package!). i won’t watch the episodes of curb appeal that he doesn’t host. there’s just no reason too - the other hosts are horrid. hgtv, take a hint from tlc (they’re bringing page davis back to host trading spaces) and re-install rick as the sole host of the show.
carter oosterhouse / carter can
wow.
woof.
where to begin? carter of course got his start on tlc’s trading spaces - but now has his very own show on hgtv, ‘carter can’. i’ll just say, carter can do anything to me he likes. tho’ he should always do the show shirtless.
steve watson / don’t sweat it
i first fell for steve on the show “monster house” and now i see he’s moved to hgtv to host ‘don’t sweat it’ - i haven’t seen it yet, but i’m enjoying the frequent commercials i’ve seen today. he can sweat it up any time. (he’s got an amazing butt)
woof.
lee snijders / design on a dime
lee’s an anomaly for me - he’s a bit of a pretty boy, but damn he’s sexy. when he’s gettin’ down and dirty in work pants and tight t-shirts, i’m glued to the tube.
dave sheinkoph / design on a dime
i’ve talked about dave before - he’s dreamy…. :sigh: again, he’s the perfect mix of hunky/handsome and funny. the perfect mix for me
matt watson / design guys
mmm…. what a hunky side of beefy goodness.
paul daly / divine design
paul is amazingly hot (this picture does not begin to do him justice damnit)… great guns, awesome face, sexy body - woof. woof. and woof.
greetings all;
just a quick note to wish you all a happy thanksgiving; hopefully you didn’t gorge yourselves on turkey and giblets too much…
i’m thankful for so much this year; but mainly for good friends (both those i know in the “real” world, and those that just touch me in that special “cyber” way).
special props for the folks that sent the emails and calls after tuesdays’ post… a shitty night can be made so much better by good friends who care. (an update, i’m doing better with the whole situation).
in honor of the holiday, here’s a special movie trailer - warning if blood, boobs and or simulated oral sex are not your deal, you may want to just go here. for all others, welcome to thanksgiving:
things that suck and hurt more than you could have ever possibly be prepared for
-the cold harsh light of reality
-relationships at a crossroads where you both go down a different path
-crying till 3am over what could have been
-ticketmaster surcharges and fees
things that don’t suck and give you hope
-the movie ‘across the universe’
-the promise of new beginnings
-walking down that new path strong in the knowledge that it will get easier; no matter how much it currently hurts/suck’s/feels like you’ve been sucker punched in the gut
things that really really kick ass
-going to new york in february to hang with landry and see siouxsie sioux
first off, an update on the “anxious situation” - at the end of the night all was fine (as of course, i knew it would be)… the event was a huge success…. and of course, i looked fine. it was a “funky” black tie affair so you saw everything and anything. in the end, i just hung out with my friend stacey - we dished on other folks, generally caught up with each others lives and had a fun time. we did mingle a bit, and saw some friends - but there were 1400 people there; a bit hard to mingle.
meant to get a pic or two of me all dressed up - alas, that never happened. but here’s a blurry/shadowy self portrait of stacey and myself:
yesterday, cb had his premier with a local concert band. my friend scott tagged along with me and we met cb and the infamous “jim” for lunch before hand. after lunch, we went to the concert where we met up with cb’s step mother, joanne who i’ve met a couple of times and quite like. it was fun watching cb get nervous about the concert - but all in all he shouldn’t have been…. the band was quite good (’tho, the copeland was a bit off). it was cool after all this time to actually see him do his thing with a band.
here’s a quick pic of the performance. note, cb blowin’ his horn:
after the concert i had to rush of for a ::gasp:: date. the date went well. if things continue to go well, i’m sure you’ll read more about it here!
i stupidly agreed to go to a benefit tonight for open arms of mn.
let me clarify, it’s not that i think open arms is stupid, i don’t - i heart that organization.
it’s just that i’m very self-conscious at those things, and it’s a fairly dressy event and all my “issues” tend to be wrapped up in how i look and my shyness comes out…
what.the.fuck.was.i.thinking?
ugg - i need a drink and it’s still morning.
the year was 1993 and i was in chicago visiting the (then) seminal tower records (alas, we didn’t have anything as cool in minneapolis). i spent the previous months devouring rolling stone magazine reading all about madonna’s new record label (maverick) and how it would be home to new and unique musicians doing their own special thing. there were rumblings of a new r&b musician/electric bassist that was about to explode on maverick named me’shell ndegeo’cello.
so there i was in tower flipping through the stacks, looking for the latest musical treasure and i came upon it, ‘plantation lullabies’ - sporting a wild psychedelic cover and a sticker with critical comments advocating the promise within… ‘tho i hadn’t heard a note, i had to have it. hell it had tunes with names like ‘if that was your boyfriend (he wasn’t last night)’, ’shootin’ up and gett’n high’ and ‘i’m diggin’ you (like and old school record)’ - these were not song titles i was used to as a white boy from minneapolis. i knew of jazz and soul - but i didn’t know about jazz and soul. yea, i was a prince fan, and i thought i was all worldly and shit, but nothing’ could prepare me for the album – it truly opened my ears to a new sound. i was hooked.
fast forward 3 years to 1996 and her second disk ‘peace beyond passion’ was released. while ‘lullabies was an aggro mix of funk, soul, jazz & r&b; passion gelled all of the genre’s into one amazing new sound. equal parts spiritual and sexual, the album is a blistering attack on the hypocrisy of christianity and misogyny of the time. indeed, you knew you were in for an interesting ride when you heard the first words she uttered on the album: “jesus cured the blind man so that he could see the evils of the world”. a couple of tracks later the blasphemy get’s amped up a bit with “maybe judas was the better man / and mary mad a virgin just to save face”. the album isn’t all blistering commentary on christianity - also name checked; homophobia, self-hatred, social discourse and racism pop up. the interesting thing here however is the way in which she weaves the politics and the profane in a way that challenges and satisfies. the music is lush, silky smooth and forms the perfect bed for her poetry - culminating in the hopeful ‘god shiva’ and ‘with a tear and a smile’ - the message here, things may not always be golden, but if you seek out the passion, you will indeed find peace. easily my favorite album from her.
that same year, i had the chance to see her live for the first time at first avenue. imagine a sold out room packed with 1400 gay men, lesbians, black, white, asian - young and old. it was the first time i had truly ever encountered such a radical mix of people all intent on one thing - enjoying the groove laid out on the stage… there was no posturing. there were no fights. the room was a sweaty mass of people jumping and dancing and digging the music. the show easily rates in my top ten for live music experiences.
over the course of the next ten years, there would be 4 more records. diverse entries like ‘bitter’ (a mellow, introspective/quiet paean to a broken relationship), ‘cookie; the anthropological mixtape’ (blistering social-hip hop), ‘comfort woman’ (soul-psychadelia circa 1976 free-form jazz), ’spirit of the infidel’ (free-form instrumental jazz; the closest thing to coltrane in years) all leading up to her latest ‘the world has made me the man of my dreams’ - the most consistently engaging album since ‘passion’ - it’s groves are equal parts jazz and soul, and live, even a healthy dose of rock - and the words, well meshell is one of those rare artists where you can separate the lyrics from the beat and the poetry comes through.
last night, i had the chance to catch her live again (my 3rd time seeing her). wasn’t at all sure what to expect, but knew it’d be an interesting ride. the first surprise, no keyboards. the album features a healthy dose of electronica/synth - however would this translate with no synth’s? also odd, no center spot mic for meshell… instead, she was literally in the back - surrounded by her band (two guitarists, another bass and the drummer). subconsciously was she sayin’ the music was just as important as the words? at time’s the vox even took a backseat to what the band was whipping up. all i can say is the new record positively explodes live. stripped down, raw funk/rock propelled by exquisite drumming and simmering guitar - a helluva, show. while it’s an overused phrase, the only thing i can come up with is religious experience… seriously - eye’s closed, body grooving - transcendent.
meshell likes to live in the present and the future and as such, tends to avoid the “hits” of her past, at one point, someone yelled out for her to play ‘boyfriend’. her response? a simple, “not a fucking chance”. she is so completely comfortable in her own skin - so alive when the music is playing. she doesn’t doubt herself (or her setlist for a minute (in fact, many times it looked as if she was just grooving there in the back, enjoying the band and the moment as much as we were). there’s only one other performer i’ve ever seen that is as comfortable in their own skin while on stage; prince.
from the opening tune (a seering electric take on prince’s ‘all the critic’s love u in new york’) through the finale, meshell and company kept the crowd transfixed. my friend amy came with me and at one point said to me ”sex with this woman would be amazing”! i was also texting landry (who lives in the same neighborhood as meshell) and she msg’d: “she’s the hottest mf going!” lol
indeed, she is the hottest mf around. can’t wait to see what she comes up with next.
my musical life couldn’t get any better today….
in about 3 hours i’ll be getting my grove on at me’shell ndegeo’cello’s live show at the fine line music cafe here in minneapolis.
she’s touring under her new album ‘the world has made me the man of my dreams’ which is a swirling mass of funk/soul/jazz/psychadelia/pop - i honestly have no idea what to expect (i’ve seen her twice before) - one thing is probably certain, she’s not a fan of playing most of her old stuff (you may have heard ‘if that was your boyfriend (he wasn’t last night)’) - one can still hope. super excited for this gig.
ooh - just found this on her myspace - it’s for tonights show!!! (god, i’m such a girl over this stuff):
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in unrelated musical news - stunningly cool news from the movie world. new.fucking.kate.bush.music!!!!! (voenix, avert your eyes - i know how you feel about kate):
from bbc.com:
Kate Bush has recorded a new song for the soundtrack to the Golden Compass, based on Philip Pullman’s book.
Lyra was written and produced by Bush, featuring Oxford’s Magdalen College choir. It will be her first new material since 2005.
The song is named after lead character Lyra Belacqua, played in the movie by Dakota Blue Richards.
Starring Nicole Kidman and Daniel Craig, the film and its soundtrack will be released next month.
Bush’s last new material appeared on the critically acclaimed album Aerial, her first album for 12 years.
Her song will feature over the film’s end credits.
how giddy am i?
rg, get your head out of the gutter - i mean a legit movie theater, not an adult theater.
saw two more flicks this weekend (i love a good movie weekend)… control & american gangster. there’s just something about getting lost in another world (or 2) whilst in a movie theater. nothin’ quite like it.
control of course, is about the rise and fall of ian curtis of the band joy division. long time readers may remember that i love me some joy division/new order and as such - shouldn’t be shocked that i needed to see this movie.
the film is stark. much like joy division’s music. filmed in monochrome (beautifully filmed actually) - the film doesn’t really make excuses for ian’s behaviour, nor does it applaud his more cad-esqu actions. it simply portrays him as a man caught up in his situation. add epilepsy and manic depression to a situation he can’t seem to quite extricate himself from and you get the recipe for disaster.
sam riley makes his film debut here as the doomed curtis. this is a great performance. he completely nails ian’s look/mannerisms/actions. it’s really something to behold - seems that he was completely lost in curtis. this guy should be interesting to watch as he grows as an actor. more interesting is samantha morton’s turn as debbie, ian’s wife. morton never ceases to amaze and she gives a beautifully understated performance here.
control is a flawed movie (i would have like a bit more exploration into curtis’ demons) - but on the whole, it’s a striking snapshot about a band on the cusp, and a man at his end.
right after i saw control, i was off to a different theater to catch american gangster.
i will admit, my main reason for seeing ag, was russell crowe - you know me, i loves me some russell (prob more than jd/no), and he certainly doesn’t fail me in ag. but what surprised me was denzel. let me be clear, i’m not a denzel washington fan. i usually find him quite trying - but i gotta give credit when it’s due - i loved him in this movie.
of course, i shouldn’t be surprised, the man can act - and certainly you knew you were in for a good ride with these two a-lister’s chewing the scenery. but what did surprise me was the depth of character drawn here…. things are not as black and white as the world would have you believe…. there are just shades of grey of course. ridley scott expertly directs the film and lets his lead actors just fuckin’ go at it…. good vs. bad vs. grey. wow!
it’s quite a sight.
unrelated to the movie’s - here’s a pretty flower i bought for my apartment tonight.. (apparently after all the deep/heavy/dark film, i needed a little beauty in my life):
(p.s., i had a whole other post about vetern’s day ready to go - but i just couldn’t go there today - i’ll post it soon)
wow, has it really been almost a week since my last post? well, ya - suck it bitches… i’ve been out of commission a bit… just deal! 
cb and i had a killer random saturday…. first we hit up some vintage 50’s - 70’s antique shops in st paul…. this is a treasure was not to be missed:
(it lights up too!)
for all the eames chairs and vintage china - you gotta love kitsch like this… wow, it really has everything - it’s a shrine! it’s natural! it’s synthetic! it’s pink! it’s jesus surrounded by shells and schlock. awesome!
then we hit up a mall to kill time at the apple store before a movie. after the apple, there was a quick visit to brookstone where cb got his gallop on:
(i swear the boy can’t pass up an igallop without testing his thigh muscles on it)
after that, we took in lars and the real girl. words really can’t come close to how much i love this movie. it’s quiet and smart and small and grand. quite possibly one of the most genuinely ‘real’ movies i’ve seen in a long long time. ryan gosling (my future husband) gives a beautiful, understated performance. emily mortimer, paul schneider (cb’s future husband) and patricia clarkson round out the supurb cast. this movie touched me in a way that hasn’t happened in a long time.
after that we hit up innuendo and camp for a couple of beers. innuendo is a local dive-y gay bar (featuring one of the worst drag show’s i’ve ever seen), whilst camp is just a good (gay) place to people watch while having a great cocktail.
just for fun - my future husband:
nice f’ing day.
just a brief note today (i’m in a two day course on environmental threats that makes al gore’s ‘an inconvenient truth’ look like a disney flick - so not much in the terms of an update until tomorrow) -
it’s my very dear friend landry’s birthday today. no doubt she’s celebrating in high style (much alcohol will probably be consumed), not to mention ton’s of kinky lesbian sex… wouldn’t have it any other way.
so then, cheers to you landry on your birthday.
happy birthday!!!
as my vacation of doing nothing but becoming one with my couch comes to an end (i need to go into the office for a bit this afternoon), i’m lamenting going back to work so i’m avoiding all reality by becoming lost in the 80’s goodness that i love so much.
this morning i’ve been listening non-stop to the thompson twins. oh how i love thee tom and alannah and joe. pure pop perfection (today’s pop stars could learn a thing or two)… and tom’s voice is like sex for me - it’s a guaranteed way to get me in bed; play thompson twins/babble/international observer - just a chance to hear tom’s voice get’s me a lil’ weak.
so then, here - one of their masterwork’s in video form, hold me know (…sigh).
