Sunday, July 31, 2011
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Chilean miners sign Hollywood film deal
A New Movie will be produced by the man behind Black Swann and will be adapted by screenwriter of The Motorcycle Diaries.
Friday, July 29, 2011
Trash With Flash
Bette Midler live at the Continental Baths.
The best footage, which cannot be posted, is her performance of Fat Stuff.
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
R.I.P. Lucien Freud
Freud was thought of primarily as a painter of portraits, but though his subjects were often well-known people, he was no society portraitist in the manner of Sargent or Boldini. His purpose was not to flatter, and the starkness of his images, many of them highly detailed nudes, have few precedents in the art of the human form.
Freud documentary over at Biblioklept.
Saturday, July 23, 2011
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Artaud Double Bill + The Society of the Spectacle
Created for the To Each His Own Cinema (Chacun son cinéma) anthology film commissioned for the 60th anniversary of the Cannes Film Festival, Artaud Double Bill showcases a wry critique of the evolving role of traditional cinema in the hands of the millennial generation.
At the Museum of Arts and Design.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Memos from the Besieged City: Lifelines for Cultural Sustainability
Memos from the Besieged City: Lifelines for Cultural Sustainability
- Djelal Kadir
Many of these cultural ancestors have forged their legacy for the future at their own peril—some persecuted, exiled, imprisoned, or burnt at the stake. These are lifelines that must be extended and cultivated, in turn, to ensure the sustainability of our own humanity and our legacy for future generations.
The author comments on his new book here.
Monday, July 18, 2011
Saturday, July 16, 2011
Life of Agony’s Keith Mina Caputo Makes The World Safer For Trans Metalheads
Cheers to Brooklyn-based Life of Agony singer Keith Caputo, who’s taken to Twitter to announce her official status as an MtF transperson and to come out swinging at anybody who doesn’t like it...
from Queerty
Friday, July 15, 2011
Rage
In me there is a rage to defy
the order of the stars
despite their pretty patterns.
To see if Gods who hold forth now
on human thrones
can will away my lust
to dare
and press to order the anarchy
I would serve.
The silence between your words
rams into me
like a sword.
-Alice Walker
* * *
the order of the stars
despite their pretty patterns.
To see if Gods who hold forth now
on human thrones
can will away my lust
to dare
and press to order the anarchy
I would serve.
The silence between your words
rams into me
like a sword.
-Alice Walker
* * *
"If I had a dollar to spend for healthcare I'd rather spend it on a baby or innocent person with some defect or illness not of their own responsibility; not some person with AIDS..." says the healthcare official on national television and this is in the middle of an hour long video of people dying on camera because they can't afford the limited drugs available that might extend their lives and I can't even remember what his official looked like because I reached in through the T.V. screen and ripped his face in half and I was diagnosed with AIDS recently and this was after the last few years of losing count of the friends and neighbors who have been dying slow and vicious and unnecessary deaths because fags and dykes and junkies are expendable in this country "If you want to stop AIDS shoot the queers" says the governor of texas on the radio and his press secretary later claims that the governor was only joking and didn't know the microphone was turned on and besides they didn't think it would hurt his chances for re-election anyways and I wake up every morning in this killing machine called america and I'm carrying this rage like a blood filled egg and there's a thin line between the inside and the outside a thin line between thought and action and that line is simply made up of blood and muscle and bone and I'm waking up more and more from daydreams of tipping amazonian blowdarts in "infected blood" and spitting them at the exposed necklines of certain politicians or government healthcare officials or those thinly disguised walking swastika's that wear religious garments over their murerous intentions or those rabid strangers parading against AIDS clinics in the nightly news suburbs there's a thin line a very thin line between the inside and the outside and I've been looking all my life at the signs surrounding us in the media or on peoples lips; the religious types outside st. patricks cathedral shouting to men and women in the gay parade: "You won't be here next year--you'll get AIDS and die ha ha" and the areas of the u.s.a. where it is possible to murder a man and when brought to trial one only has to say that the victim was a queer and that he tried to touch you and the courts will set you free and the difficulties that a bunch of republican senators have in albany with supporting an anti-violence bill that includes 'sexual orientation' as a category of crime victims there's a thin line a very thin line and as each t-cell disappears from my body it's replaced by ten pounds of pressure ten pounds of rage and I focus that rage into non-violent resistance but that focus is starting to slip my hands are beginning to move independent of self-restraint and the egg is starting to crack america seems to understand and accept murder as a self defense against those who would murder other people and its been murder on a daily basis for eight count them eight [nine, ten...] long years and we're expected to quietly and politely make house in this windstorm of murder but I say there's certain politicians that had better increase their security forces and there's religious leaders and heathcare officials that had better get bigger dogs and higher fences and more complex security alarms for their homes and queer-bashers better start doing their work from inside howitzer tanks because the thin line between the inside and the outside is beginning to erode and at the moment I'm a thirty seven foot tall one thousand one hundred and seventy-two pound man inside this six foot frame and all I can feel is the pressure all I can feel is the pressure and the need for release.
- David Wojnarowicz
A Little Tooth
Your baby grows a tooth, then two,
and four, and five, then she wants some meat
directly from the bone. It's all
over: she'll learn some words, she'll fall
in love with cretins, dolts, a sweet
talker on his way to jail. And you,
your wife, get old, flyblown, and rue
nothing. You did, you loved, your feet
are sore. It's dusk. Your daughter's tall.
- Thomas Lux
and four, and five, then she wants some meat
directly from the bone. It's all
over: she'll learn some words, she'll fall
in love with cretins, dolts, a sweet
talker on his way to jail. And you,
your wife, get old, flyblown, and rue
nothing. You did, you loved, your feet
are sore. It's dusk. Your daughter's tall.
- Thomas Lux
the lost art of total recall
As a result, we no longer remember long poems or folk stories by heart, feats of memory that were once the cornerstones of most people's lives. Indeed, society has changed so much that we no longer know what techniques we should employ to remember such lengthy works. We are, quite simply, forgetting how to remember..
ps - well, no, these mnemonic devices were not initiated by British writer Ed Cooke. they were, in fact, born in antiquity, and have been used and developed throughout the ages.
Thursday, July 14, 2011
perra/bitch
I feel impotent, unable to change things, but this rage has sustained me, and I’ve watched it grow since I first became aware of what was happening. It’s like an engine—a conflict inside me that never yields, never stops turning, ever.
Regina José Galindo is an incredibly affecting, unsettling performance artist.
the official website of Regina José Galindo
world's largest statue of jesús
Located in Swiebodzin, Poland.
Unless the even larger statue planned for construction in Croatia actually goes through.
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
living la vida, loca
"The dismissal of Ricky’s coming out seems to be rooted in an U.S.-centric perspective where we have the opportunity to stop celebrating any queer image on TV and offer our critique."
Full text...
preparation of the novel
As Raymond Federman once wrote, ‘everybody is writing a novel these days,’ even if, and perhaps because, ‘nobody knows why.’ We live in a world where the wish to write, or, more often, to have written, speaks only of some other, inner wish, whose sense is left unspoken. The novel, real or projected, achieved or abandoned, exists in the mind of its writer less as a literary object than as a wish underwritten by other wishes. In this sense, The Preparation of the Novel takes the measure not of a set of texts, but of a nested structure of desires.
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Monday, July 11, 2011
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