I had this boyfriend half a decade ago who once said that Ginch Gonch was the gayest underwear. I personally think that 2(x)ist is way gayer. Like, 2(x)ist the the bartender at XL in Chelsea (’member XL?) who can’t stop talking about how he can relate to the character Samantha on Sex in the City but thinks that in reality he’s just a lot more like Carrie. That’s how gay 2(x)ist is. But my attraction to this new line I recently saw might mean that if 2(x)ist is XL (a gay bar I always hated), then Ginch Gonch is like The Boiler Room (a gay bar I sometimes find fun).

Behold, Pacific Northwest Indian art themed briefs:

Maybe my attraction to these is because I grew up in the pacNOdubs (aka PNW aka Pacific Northwest) but I really would love to be able to sport some pacNOdubs steez when some dude is trying to get my pants off. I mean, who doesn’t want people to equate the awful power of Thunderbird with their croth? And seriously, would anyone other than a total art fag wear something like this? I have difficulty believing these were designed for guys stuck on ‘the res’ as a way to express their heritage through fashion.

That being said, my birthday is in a week and I totally totally want the bear ones below. You can buy them on Ginch Gonch’s online store here. Thx in advance!!!

Know what’s awesome? When you stumble across that totally priceless vlog that is super cool and only has a couple hundred views if that. It’s like finding that little gem of self expression catapulting all sorts of feelings into space just waiting for people to listen.

Well, here’s one and it’s worth a watch. This guy has some emoting to do about being a femme top. PREACH, SISTAH! AND DO IT IN SONG!

Femme tops want ur sex!!!!

JOHNNY WEIR IS GOING TO BE IN THE UPCOMING WINTER OLYMPICS AND I AM SOOO EXCITED!!!1!11!!!

(To me this is important news, but like for those of you that would like to spend your time helping Haiti instead of freaking out over Johnny Weir, you can donate to Doctors Without Borders here)

Remember when he did his routine to Tori Amos’ “Winter”? Well it looks like he’s really gonna be even more amazing next time he skates for the world.

Can we all talk for a second about how great Johnny Weir is? He recently did this amazing interview with ESPN where he basically blew the poor sports reporter Jim Caple’s head wide open.

You can read the full piece for yourself, but I can’t help but pull some seriously choice quotes. This man is a velvet goldmine of beautiful quotables filled with sass, sequins, and graceful sashays.

On his people liking his short program outfit:

That’s for the short program. It’s black and hot pink. And it’s like an oily, black corset with pink cords and this big pink ruffle and then like a black porno leather epaulet that comes out to here and a big pink tassel that comes off of it. People like it.

On developing his long form outfit:

I’m portraying the Fallen Angel, and before, it was this big, white wing coming across my body, and lots of rhinestones and sparkles and way too much. And I had these gorgeous, chalk-colored ribs. I really liked it, but when I saw some pictures and videos of it, it made me look wide because of the white, so I’m changing it. And now my inspiration is sort of — you know when the seagulls get stuck in the oil spills on your side of the world, up in Alaska and whatnot? When those really pretty white feathers get in the oil just on the tips? That’s kind of the inspiration, and we’re building it now, but it’s the very starting stages.

Why a fallen angel, Johnny?

One moment everything will be peachy and everyone will be saying the nicest things about me and loving me, and the next minute I’m the worst, I’m evil, all these things. It’s like a fallen angel. For me, I feel very much that I can portray that character. Because it’s my career and my life.

On dieting:

while trying to cut down from 132½ to 130½ pounds for nationals, he says, he merely “looks” at lunch

On being named a D-list celebrity (even if he is A-list in my book):

Great, I’m Kathy Griffin.

On the cultural relativity of masculine aesthetics (You’re such a smarty pants, <3 u!!!z):

For me, I’m lucky that I’ve traveled so much of the world and seen so many things and for me, masculinity is completely subjective,” Weir says. “Here, a male ballet dancer would get beat up and left on the side of the road. But in Russia, he is No. 1, he is what a man is. That kind of passion and control. In Japan, masculinity is making sure your hair is completely gelled and coiffed and that you’re dressed and decked to the nines. Masculinity is what you make it out to be. Here in the U.S., not everyone feels the same way.

His mother, on the circus like media attention Weir gets:

They had a fit over Weir in track pants, and here is Evan all but naked, jumping around and leaving nothing to the imagination,” she says. “How come you’re fine with this but go off on my son for wearing track pants? Granted, he was wearing heels.

Weir on the kind of glass closet he seems to live in:

I want to be judged by who I am, not what I am. I mean, I am Johnny Weir. Judge me the way you see me, love me the way you see me, hate me the way you see me. All these things make me up, and sexuality and having sex is the least that people should worry about.

My favorite little byte is that they mention that the commercial for his upcoming reality show is one where “he hatches from a giant Fabergé egg”? WHAT?

This show is gonna be amazing.

I know some so called progressive gays are gonna come down on him for “perpetuating stereotypes” or whatever that shit means. Look, part of equal rights is equal rights and respect for even the most flamboyant. So the haters need to shit the fuck up. This man is amazing, funny, and a great addition to what we see in the media. I personally can’t wait until the day comes that he finally feels comfortable calling himself gay publicly. Creating an environment that can be supportive of that is what we need to work on, not tearing him down in all his spandex glory.

This last weekend, this band, The Ruffian Arms, was the headlining band at QxBxRx, otherwise known as Queers, Beers, and Rears, otherwise known as the only queer party I religiously attend in NYC (they got a Facebook and a MySpace if you want to keep up to date on when they happen). The performance rocked my cock. Plus writing about them helps me fulfill both goals of writing about more cultural happenings and posting hot guys!

I think the only reason they are not more popular than they are is that they do a genre of music, a type of punk, that isn’t really the most fashionable these days if you look at Pitchfork (i.e. they are not a “collective,” ect). The thing is , they do good old left coast style performative punk REALLY well, even if it might not be the genre of music currently in fashion.  But remember how good punk music was in the 90s? And what do we need more in an economic depression than some good balls to the wall party music that gives a lot of attitude? I would be totally happy to see a resurgence. On top of that they add a certain level of raw sexual energy not always front and center in punk music, just take a quick listen to “Three Hole Circus.”

One thing to know is that their awesome sound just doesn’t translate as well when recorded. A large part of that is the awesome amazon of a woman that is the frontwoman of the band, Allison. She’s the sort of women that will smash your face in and then fuck you with a strap on until you pass out. When you come to bleeding on the floor, instead of feeling violated, you probably will just think about how awesome it all felt and want it again. That’s just the kind of gal she is. Memorable and sexy. Also very tall and intimidating.

It totally helps that she’s backed up by two very attractive men who slowly disrobe their sweaty bodies and flash their cocks on stage the entire performance. Sometimes music should beat you up and give you a boner at the same time. The Ruffian Arms accomplish that and then some.

Here’s some pics from last Saturday. If you’re into this and haven’t seen them, you should really check them out next time they play. When you wake up with a bloody ass the next day you’ll be thanking me.

Disclaimer: I have friends in this band, mainly the drummer. But I wouldn’t endorse them unless I actually thought they were rad. And they are rad. So I am endorsing them. This is the first in what I hope becomes a series of documenting the occasional awesome live shows I see.

So I have been spending some time trying to figure out just what I want to do with this here bloggy project in the next year. The first and most important goal behind building this sucker was to have a place to write and a place where some of my friends would like to write. Like most of my online activity, it was mostly meant to entertain a small group of me and my friends.

What I learned during that period was that not everyone likes to write for fun! It actually felt like work to some people after they wrote the initial posts they were excited to contribute! So while originally this was meant to be a collective effort, this blog has largely become my personal stomping grounds to write about whatever I feel.

For me, writing a blog is a fun relaxing jaunt down a shady tree lined path in the middle of spring, a great way to relax in the middle of the day. It’s also been a great opportunity to keep myself writing, try different experiment with different voices, and occasionally vent (however negativity isn’t really trending these days so I’ve decided to do less of that business). So while I am sure there will be occasional posts from co-conspirator Eliot here, here’s what you can basically expect from me and this blog in the coming year:

1. I think I need to start doing reviews. Not pop culture reviews that every other blog does. Fuck that shit.There’s enough for-profit blogs run by full time writers with marketting power and real reach that can scoop me for every future Avatar and zeitgeists of its ilk. I’m gonna do my best to keep it alternative and talk about things you may not have heard of. I came across a lot of cool stuff that I never talked about last year for the sake of trying to develop an “entertaining” voice.  I’m gonna do my best to actually bring a little bit of my own cultured taste to this bloggy.
2. I want to bring back the podcast! I actually had someone tell me that they missed those the other day. I miss doing them! It’s just really really hard to get guests to sit down and shoot the shit with me. My goal is to do a minimum of 5 podcasts in the next year, but if I can do more, that would be great! If you’d like to hang out in my living room, drink beers, and talk about life and popular gossip , then get in touch and let’s have a chill sesh.
3. I can’t believe I am saying this, but I think I’m actually gonna start posting “hot guys” here. I was really inspired by the response all the derby girls gave when I was busy drooling over hot girls derby coaches. I think I’m going to try and expand on that thread.

By posting these resolutions/blog goals I am hoping to hold myself to them.

I also want to here from the couple of you that read this and like it. What do you want me to write about? Should I post drafts of fiction that I am working on? Is there something you want to hear about? Should I start doing interviews of gay artists/musicians/writers? Either comment or get in touch with me and let me know!

And for those of you that have been following for a long time now, thanks for sticking with me!

I also saw this on facebook, and since the picture is basically a perfect representation of me, I’m thinking about going for one of those scholarships for dads in 2010. Thanks Obama!

Do u guyz kno about this guy who calls himself “Perfume Genius”? Because I just learned about this guy today via a post over on BUTT magazine’s blog and it’s legitimately some of the best video art I have seen in a long time. Granted, I have a tendency to love depressive art, but you need to watch this stuff.

A long time ago, I blogged about my love for Ryan Trecartin’s work, (especially how it caters itself to the online/YouTube viewing experience). This is work that succeeds in the opposite end of the spectrum. It’s mediative, beautiful, and probably the best way to see it would be as a projection in a small venue with everyone sitting on the floor while the music is played live. The fact that the clips on YouTube still work show well is a testiment to their actual beauty. Maybe a good point of reference would be something like The Cocteau Twins meets Lynch but then produced lo-fi as all fuck? I could probably describe the music as… Guided By Voices meets Chris Garneaux? I dunno. These short pieces have quality a lot like some of David Lynch’s earlier work and an aesthetic akin to the more experimental parts in his popular films (I’d compare them to parts of Inland Empire, but since I really consider that movie more of a return to form… that’s another post entirely).

I know there are “some artists” who think that video art is “bullshit.” These should make them eat their words. Below they are posted in reverse chronological order. Enjoy.

I really hope there’s a lot more of this work to come. As is it’s so good that I can’t wait to see how it develops in the future. If you want to check out Perfume Genius’ music, you can on his MySpace.