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¡SOME THING Doble Quinceañera!
Oct 17th
Ambrosia Salad hauled her lettucey house up to The Stud for a special SOME THING with Dressing to celebrate and fundraise for her Doble Quinceañera on 14 de November. For the non-Spanish-speakers that means your 30th birthday, kinda.
I really loved every number that evening. Each was very entertaining, even Primadonna Reed, who had me laughing so hard I could barely hold the camera steady. Highlights were lips syncing in Spanish (especially Stanley Frank Sensation’s spot on telenovela sync, and Glamamore’s Spanish hog reina), Oxana Olsen and Tess Tickle’s American Gladiator fight, and Vivvy Anne Forevermore and Elijah MIneli’s amazing, ripped right from YouTube, rendition of the Olsen Twins’ “Gimme Pizza.” Priceless.
Enjoy the videos below and stay tuned for more info on Ambrosia’s Doble Quinceañera.
:] xoxo FKA
Primadonna Reed
Vivvy Anne Forevermore & Elijah Minelli
Glamamore
April Mei Joon
Stanley Frank Sensation
Oxana Olsen & Tess Tickle
Ambrosia Salad
Glamamore
SOME THING Celebrates Mr. David’s Birthday
Oct 15th
I can’t remember the first time I met Mr. David, and it’s prolly because he was dressed like Glamamore at the time. He seems to have always been there, looking out, watching everyone’s first steps, encouraging more and more from you. Now I may not remember the first time I met him, but I won’t forget the first time he burned me (on purpose) with his cigarette. And although I fretted, and scowled, and then blistered a tiny bit, I knew that it was some sort of initiation, a tough love, or perhaps I was just standing too close. I of course got over it, and now I can gaze upon the tiniest of scars on my wrist with affection. It’s fucked up, but it’s true. I love you granny.
I’ve always seen David as a drag mentor. He knows about the outfits, the makeup, the wigs, the moves, the lip sync, the style, the music, the look. He can talk to all of this; it’s really amazing to have so much wrapped up into one person. So the drag wonders at SOME THING celebrated Mr. David’s birthday with a special night of performances from some of his nearest and dearest, and newest friends.
Please check out performances below from Hoku Mama Swamp, Putanesca, Vivvy Anne Forevermore, Miss Rahni, Fauxnique, Suppositori Spelling Nikki Starr and more.
:] xoxo FKA
Hoku Mama Swamp
Vivvy Anne Forevermore
Miss Rahni
Phatima
Chi Chi Vargas
Alexis Blair Penney
Tina Benez
Suppositori Spelling
Kalisto
Monistat
Honey Mahogany
Suppositori Spelling… Again!
Putanesca
Katya Smirnoff-Skyy
Fauxnique & Stanley Frank Sensation
Nikki Starr
Fauxnique, Vivvy, Hoku, Puta & Spaz
Happy Birthday Mr. David
Trannyshack Lady Gaga Tribute 2010
Oct 12th
She’s really only been around a few years, and really only made it huge the last couple of years, but Lady Gaga has enough hits to make a drag show. The DNA Lounge played host to the Trannyshack Lady Gaga Tribute Night as Heklina and the gang pulled out all the stops to bring you a most spectacular event. Heklina’s 2009 Lady Gaga Tribute at the smaller Deco Lounge was filled beyond capacity so she had to move it to a bigger stage, what with all the avant-garde headwear and outrageous couture shoulders, she had no choice! Bravo!
Our friend Ben Wa put together a fabulous video mash-up to help celebrate the stylish and exciting night. Check it out!
:] xoxo FKA
Trannyshack Siouxsie Tribute Night 2010
Jul 27th
In the mid-1970′s Siouxsie Sioux had gotten her start in the Bromley Contingent, as a teenage fan of the Sex Pistols. By 1976 she had formed Siouxsie and the Banshees. Their music (and her distinct voice) have influenced dozens of successful musicians and fashionistas (and drag queens). Siouixsie is not shy about her affection for the gays. She loves us all.
Mister Wa has again shot some fabulous video of the Trannyshack Siouxsie Tribute Night at The DNA Lounge. It features Heklina, Faunique, Trixxie Carr, Putanesca, Anna Conda, Suppositori Spelling, Jordan L’Moore, Valentine, Elijah Minelli, Fruitbomb, Jason El Diablo and Syphilis Diller. Enjoy this fierce tribute!
Stay tuned for the Bjork Tribute Night on August 27, 2010!
Some Are Camp Madness Goes Coo-Coo Bananas!
Aug 17th
I love looking forward to something that I know is going to be amazing, like a weekend get-away or PB and Bacon sandwich. The few days before your get-away drag on and on until the last minute, but then the moment comes when you’re about to embark on your trip, you have all the time in the world ahead of you. I always savor those moments, the ride up, the journey.
But fuck that! The real fun is the destination: Some Are Camp!
Me, my favorite ex, Seanie, his fab gal pal Arielle, and my two jealous, tragically flawed, but super fun buddies John and Joe arrived on Friday night, set up camp in the ugliest motel room I’ve ever seen, gussied up, went to Safeway, then hit up the RRR in Guerneville for some boozing, cruising and Karaoke. Oh, and because of our belated arrival and dilly dallying, we missed the Maricon-ita drag show by about 20 minutes. Thanks to Kiddie for heading this up. I heard it was amazing!
John, Arielle, Seanie and Joe take in the flavor of the motel room.
Mr. David croons us during karaoke.
The next day we got up, drank a bloody mary breakfast and never looked back. The whole day was filled with sun, fun, boys, girls, mudslides, trannies and of course drag.
Arielle and Seanie drink the breakfast of champions!
Arielle promised to only wear heels all weekend, even in the pool. Hooker realness!
Mutha Chucka's got Rahni in stitches.
Oxana Olsen gives good face!
Vivvy's done with these effen heels.
Vajonna D'Entata is feeling Farrah Fawcetty
Stephen and Terry make nice.
Hoku Mama Swamp and Ambrosia who is apparently in black face. Lay off the bronzer girl!
DJ Dirty Knees had us rockin!
Nikola, Seanie and Arielle
These lovely ladies
We love wet guys: Jonathan and David
Nikola and David get interrupted by Ambrosia.
Honey Mahogany and David Aguilar
Poolside drag anyone? Downey, Hoku, Mutha Chucka, Dam Dyke and Dean Disaster put on a hilarious and inspired poolside drag show. Downey and Hoku’s duet to “Almost Paradise” was a hit, featuring Hoku as one die, and Downey as a domino. Close enough! It’s a touching number where they fall in love and teach each other about life’s pleasures, eating Sun Chips and ribbon dancing.
Hoku and Downey make an entrance.
Twirl bitches, twirl!
Almost Pair of Dice.
Sun Chip Lessons from Downey
Ribbon Dancing Lessons from Hoku
Tender and sweet finish
Dam Dyke makes friends with the ladies!
Dean Disaster trucks it around the pool. She even stopped for a smoke break!
Dean and Dam
Dean eats it.
Chucka rips us a new one!
Then takes a tiny sip.
Then hits the deck.
Saturday night found us entertained by a crazy drag show hosted by Glamamore, titled “Glamamore’s Meager Things and Stuff” which was a sensation! Lady Bunny flew all the way from New York just to entertain us with her bawdy songs filled with poo and dick jokes.
Vivvy giving some Lucille Ball
Chastiti Bell
Honey and Chucka
Glamamore!
Grace looking wicked!
Hoku
Me and Lady Bunny
During the show I was busy taking pics of David Aguilar and his gorgeous boa constrictors. Folks got to pose with them, having first to sign a waiver in case the snake did something unexpected. No one was hurt, but I heard a rumor that I started where a certain someone had to be escorted away from David and the snakes cuz she was a tranny train wreck drunky pants and could potentially startle the snakes. Action packed!
David Aguilar and his beasts!
After the drag show all the boys and girls got saddled up into their beast outfits, donning masks, hooves, snouts, fur, feathers and antlers, parading through the streets of Guerneville after midnight, crashing all the parties in all the bars in town one after the other. This was the moment, the sheer pandemonium that we created, brining a sleepy resort town onto its dancing feet. Not everyone was pleased. A local stopped to ask Vivvy Anne Forevermore “What are you twelve?” And she responded, “No, I’m 29 and I’m dressed like a deer.” We moved on, dancing and laughing in our beastly guises. We tore up the bars, the streets, and if I had made it any further (I got distracted by a new special friend), then I would have seen us tear up the local Safeway at almost 2am as well. Rumor has it that tupperware was stolen in a drunken stupor. Genius!
Horsin'
The Beast Generation
Joe had the grossest beast! Amazing!
King Kong Clintzilla!
Seanie and Viv
John is a freak.
Adorable little animals.
Rrarr!
Jason and Evan
Oh Dear!
The next day after the dizziness and blur of Saturday faded, I found myself not in my ugly motel room, but with a complete stranger in a very nice private cabin. What a relief! Once I got my bearings I walk-of-shamed back to my buddies at our room to find that they had already checked out. I was abandoned! But not for long. I headed over to the poolside at the RRR and laid out, waiting for my buddies and sussing out breakfast plans with my fellow food seekers.
Mama wants some breakfast now!
Sunday was a blast, laid back, tipsy, fun. Vivvy treated us to a poolside version of “Part of Your World” from the Little Mermaid. The splashing was relentless, fulfilling. My new special friend and I ran up to the local store to get floaty toys for the pool. While I was there I fell in love with a little charmer who I named Drowney Sensation (see pic below). She was such hit, stealing all of my attention! I’m hoping that she can make it next year.
Matt loves unicorns, too!
Drowney Sensation makes a splash!
Mikey about to be pushed into the pool.
Viv's poolside Little Mermaid.
Hot pink!
Tan line contestant (and winner in my opinion) Todd from NYC!
Andrew and Jason
Valentine gets some shade
The ride home was good, a bit sleepy with a stop off to get some In and Out Burger. There my buddy Joe entertained the locals with some of his beast trickery. Work those panty hose beastie!
Work!
Bye bye Drowney and Friends!
What an amazing weekend. If you didn’t go this summer, you MUST go next year! It has to be experienced to be believed. Some people said it was the best weekend of their lives. I thought it was outstanding! I made new “friends,” lost count on mudslides, performed (on and off stage), took sexy pix of everyone, met a drag legend, dressed up like something from “Where the Wild Things Are,” and drown my newly adopted baby. It was exhausting fun! I dare you to do next year!
xo
Faux King Awesome!
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If ‘That’s Not Drag,’ Then It Must Be Tiara Sensation!
Aug 16th
“That’s not drag!” shouts the obnoxious know-it-all trannysseur wannabe. “That’s not drag! You can’t just go up there on stage dressed like a clown and pull ribbons out of your ass! I’m sorry, but that’s not drag!”
Well then what is it? What is it when you’re not sure what it is? Is it art? What is art?
Does it matter? Does questioning it matter? Who cares?
Personally I don’t effen care how people get their rocks off on stage as long as it’s funny, scary or sad. I don’t really care if anyone lives or dies on that stage as long as I feel something. Isn’t that what it really is? It’s really about you as a voyeur, an audience member, being pleased, satiated. I go to shows to be challenged, to be moved, to laugh till my head hurts, to heckle, to be inspired. But I go to Tiara Sensation on Monday nights at the Stud to celebrate the retarded things that make life so amazing! Clearly Tiara Sensation has become the most retarded drag night in the city. The infamous Project Runtover, the once a month dragstravaganza that pits multiple teams of models/designers against each other to win the most infantile fashion (drag) show you’ve ever seen. The Bathhouse Betty nights with themed drag show and “special maze” for clothing optional encounters. The once in a while game shows hosted by Hot Gloobanks, most recently Family Screwed! Oh, and let’s not forget that this dance floor comes with a craft table for creating your own tiaras. There was a weenie roast last week and S’mores this past week. Is this really drag? It has to be experienced to believed. Trust.
The creators of Project Runtover Vivvy Anne Forevermore, DJ Down-E, Glamamore and Hot Gloo have brainstormed a night that dares you not to do drag. When I first heard they were doing this I thought it was brilliant, but did not think anyone would show up to do anything. They had over a dozen performers. It was a hit! Everything from spoken word, dancing, drama, smoking, vogueing, screeching cats, and live singing. The show went on forever and was hysterical, crescendoing into a drag number that took everyone outside into the parking lot next door.
Vivvy Anne Forevermore and Elijah Minelli opened the show with a 10 minute dual lip synch to Elizabeth Taylor’s Martha in Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf. Applying makeup, tossing back a slew of shots, grimacing, glaring, fist-clenching, screaming, working the room, using the whole place as their stage, in our faces, in unison with each other. In the end the two Martha’s held hands. It was funny, mesmerizing, and beautiful, but mostly retarded.
Vivvy Anne readies herself as Elijah Minelli looks on
The Marthas race to the bottom... of a shot glass.
Viv and Elijah think Richard Burton has another thing coming.
The Marthas unite.
The rest of the night ceased to amaze, a cavalcade of drag/not drag performances that dazzled the imagination, but mostly were really retarded. Such varied performances ranged from spoken word to spoken lip synch, from interpretive dance to interpretive modeling.
Opalteen/Hot Gloo rocks out like Steven Tyler.
Dam Dyke gets philosophical and asks "What is drag?"
Monistat poses, vogues, smokes, glares, shifts and models all at once.
Ferosha Interprets for us through dance.
Chastiti does Liza. Hey that's drag! How'd that get in there?
Rahni pumps it up. Back flips, finger-pointing live singing realness! Get it!
Mr. David lays it out for us real plain.
The true highlight of the night came from Beth Amphetamine’s outdoor parking lot performance atop a moving vehicle. Lip synching “Hold On” by Wilson Philips, Beth worked the trashy crack whore drag, climbed onto her own car and held on tight as it moved around in circles. Flava Flav helped out with art direction and general dope-cred factor. “Dontcha know things will change, things will go your way…” Work!!!
Beth works the tranny hooker realness.
Adding Flava Flav to any music video changes everything!
Flawless car-top performance.
So this is drag. It’s been re-defined as not-not drag. Irony upon irony until it just doesn’t matter anymore. I wanna give a 5-star shout out to the folks over at Tiara for making this such a fun and unexpectedly great night of the most random performances. Tiara really puts the art in retarded.
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Even the Drag Was 2-4-1 at Charlie Horse Impostors Night
May 22nd
Mimicking another queen’s best known performances can be risky, perhaps dangerous if you fuck it up while said queen is nearby with weapon (stiletto, broken bottle, hairspray and lighter, etc.) and a mob of angry groupies. But on one special night of the year a drag queen can impersonate another, for better or worse, sometimes wearing the exact outfit, wig and makeup, and get away with it. That said, if imitation is the highest form of flattery, then Impostors Night at Charlie Horse surely must be the worst… in the trashiest way possible.
Everyone was in great spirits Friday night, anticipating performances from some of our favorites: Chucka, Ferosha, Raya, Playground, Downey, Lady Bear, and Monistat… oh wait… that’s effen Glamamore!
Anna Conda started off the show cutting a deep one into San Francisco elite socialite tranny, Donna Sachet. Singing a live parody about herself and making ill-favored comments had me cracking the fuck up. Fierce bangs! I loved it!
Even VivvyAnne Forevermore got into the mix with the best non-performance performance as Marcy Playground, leaning stage side, digging into purse, smoking bowl, fixing hair and makeup, getting tee-rashed. Hilare!
The best part about Impostors Night for me was being able to have two drag queens in one… 2-4-1, just like the well drink offer between 10 and 11. Yes, plug.
Here’s the breakdown:
Mutha Chucka : I’m pretty sure was Miss Nix, can’t ‘member. I’ll get read for this one. Sorry Chucka (and Nix). ***UPDATE: Chucka told me it was Glamamore. I suck.
Ferosha Titties : Suppositori Spelling
Raya Light : Alexis the Waitress
Downey : Mutha Chucka
Lady Bear : Mercy Faque
Glamamore : Monistat
Highlights include: Mutha Chucka’s onstage tantrum that resembled a scary frizzed out Bad Seed/Janis Joplin/Stevie Nicks. Ferosha’s retractable brassiere cigarette lighter, scowling fuck you attitude and insane screaming. Marcy Playground’s drunken dancing with a stuffed snake, resembling a Sister of Perpetual Indulgence… I was deeply confused, but entertained.
Raya’s creepy, all too real impersonation/anger mismanagement breakdown of Alexis and subsequent random, but funny, self-flagellation of mustard and strawberry jam.
Downey’s resemblance to Mutha Chucka was uncanny; numerous times throughout the night I would catch him in the corner of my eye thinking, oh, there’s Chucka! The best part about the number was that it looked like Chucka but felt like Downey… started messing with my brain.
Lady Bear’s rendition of Mercy’s “Top of the World” was priceless. I wish Mercy could have been there (enjoy the pics)… this rare gem of a song just repeats over and over in a boozy helium-fed voice, “I’m at the top of the world, I’m so happy. The tippy top of the world…etc.” I lost my shit when she goes “I’m at the tippy tippy tippy tippy tippy tippy tippy top of the world…” Lady Bear did not disappoint and I can’t wait to see Mercy’s version.
Finally, Glamastat, er, I mean Monimore… Glamamore (my granny) struts onto stage to Siouxsie and the Banshees’ “Hong Kong Garden” with a cheap Chinatown fan and a carton of takeout rice. Her performance included snubbing an offer for a dollar, mugging and other fierceness which were followed by the devouring of the entire carton of rice… with chop sticks.
After the show I spoke with Monistat to see what she thought of legendary drag queen Glamamore’s performance. She told me that she felt like she’d arrived.
Knowing these queens made the show that much more enjoyable for me, but I could tell that my fellow audience members, whether they are drag hags or not, enjoyed it just as much. Good times!
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