Here ye, here ye! Ever want to know what I look like outside of a blazer and tie? Then head on over to Sugarland tomorrow night (August 3rd) for Jonathan & BPro‘s monthly party bash Flash Pop! I shall be the shit show for the evening as I judge your fashion choice of rags. Prizes will be given away to the lucky bitch crowned queen for the evening. Misty Meaner and Mocha Lite will also be serving some special guest performance realness.
Category: Daily Dapper
Time and time again I come across something that truly disgusts and horrifies me. No, it’s not the smell of the bathrooms at Eastern Bloc but the blatant drunken, and sometimes sober, arguments gays get into over anything and everything. It could be over clothes, hair styles, boyfriends, lovers, musical taste… anything. What I don’t seem to understand is that, while the Stonewall Riots were a major factor in bringing the subculture together and uniting it as a whole (no matter what your LGBT lifestyle may be), why must we now more than ever be so divided on such minor issues?
While on the run ever since Blackout Bar in Brooklyn closed up shop after numerous “violations,” Gio Black Peter’s Super Bisexuals of the sick, twisted and downright sexy has put up shop in Sugarland Wednesday nights as shows no signs of slowing down. For starters, anyone who attended Peter’s party at Blackout knows just how off the wall it can get and some things never change.
Feeling the itch to try something new this past Sunday night, I excitedly decided to head to Manhattan along with Isis Vermouth to check out Ladyfag’s new party, Surprise!, at Gunbar at 55 Gansevoort. Arriving shortly after one, I realized I hadn’t stepped foot in this building for almost a year since Tommy Hottpants had a gig here and was thrilled to see what was new with the place. Paying the $5 cover, we headed inside to the dark, dank dungeon of a party house.
Taking a quick peek around proved that nothing had really changed except for the fact that the drinks got more expensive ($10-13 a pop). Our DJs that evening were Nita Aviance and Jools Palmer who did quite the job in distracting me from just how lacking the event was. Normally flocking to a new event where I barely know anyone, I discovered that Surprise! was just more rehashed NYC nightlife and not even in a new location to boot. The creativity and originality of the party was lacking entirely.
The crowd did pay off though as guys and girls (straight and gay) mingled on the dance floor and we even had the chance to run into Milan who is always such a sweetheart when talking to anyone. Would I visit again? Sure, just kick it up a notch or two… or ten.
If you live in a bath house and don’t travel out too often, you may not realize we are going head on into upcoming elections which means we are already seeing the political shit show that is our federal government and candidates pitting groups against each other to get votes. The gays seem to be the number one (if not, we’re definitely high up there) foe to America these days along with President Obama’s health care law according to the right wing nut job Republicans and Bible thumping lunatics. All of the other bullshit aside, one case in particular is pretty hilarious when it comes to a group putting itself in a corner with little friends to aid it.