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Power-Mad, Money-Grubbing Homos Run the GOP
Monday, 06 November 2006
From James Wolcott, Contributing Editor at Vanity Fair magazine

Tea for Two

There's a tender scene in John Waters' film Pecker in which a hunky young stud, engaged in the act (nay, art) of tea bagging, explains to his aghast parents that he's not really gay, he's what's known as 'trade'--"Guys blow me!" he explains above the din of the bar. Ah, Baltimore.

I wonder if the toothy founder of the New Life Church and president of the National Association of Evangelicals, the mesmerizing Ted Haggard, fell under the spell of trade, the pagan rhythm of tea bagging beating like a tom tom on his brow. I wonder, not because I'm prurient, but because the mysterious currents of human nature fascinate me so. And because it confirms my suspicion that all Republican men are privately, passionately, exceedingly gay. According to this exciting morsel, Haggard took part in weekly conference calls with President Bush--"he and the president like to joke that the only thing they disagree on is what truck to drive."

'What truck to drive'--I wonder if that is some kind of cryptic butch gay Western lingo. It's a shame Will & Grace is no longer on the air to provide enlightenment on such matters, leaving us to forage on our own.

November 2, 2006, 7:48 PM |

 
Art School Confidential
Friday, 27 October 2006

Many years ago, at the dawn of my cafe-artist life, where I ceased actually making music and began talking about it and art while exploring new dimensions of inebriation, my art-fag crew and I were sitting around a going through pitcher after pitcher of beer (we had yet to discover the efficiency of brandy, gin, and whiskey) and there was a table full of art-school-fruityloops at the next table, discussing something about ... i'm not sure, but I would surmise modern dance ...

"The toe is trivial!" blurted out a another certified art-fag in a shrill, nasally whine that cut through the din ...

I ridiculed then the remark, the sentiment, and even the anonymous ass-clown who said it, and I do so again as I type these words almost 35 years later.

Berkeley is possibly the Cafe-Artist capital of the world. I say possibly only because I've not spent any time in New York, London, Paris, or any other boho-certified metropolis long enough to determine. San Francisco has a new breed of art-fag: the Burners (a derivation of Burning Man), but that is an essay for another day.

As a result of my experiences in the cafe-artist world and as a bonafied art-fag for many years, I thoroughly enjoyed the movie Art School Confidential.

 
I Found Jesus While Photoshopping
Tuesday, 24 October 2006

I was using the magic wand tool to clean up some of the foreground image (the tree - see below) so that I could color-correct the lawn. Suddenly, Jesus appeared on the screen. 

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Miracles still happen in this modern world of ours.

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Bee Symphony
Tuesday, 12 September 2006

From the photo-documentary, "Year in the Life of a Winery."

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Amazing photography by Stephanie Grant.
 

 

 
Welcome to Sun Pop Blue
Sunday, 10 September 2006

We are in the process of building out this site, Sun Pop Blue, hub for music, writing, video, art, design, sculpture, of Knox Bronson and friends.    

Please be patient—this is new technology to us. We are adding content and features as fast as possible! We have great stuff in the works, and, unlike every other site on which you've ever read those words, in our case, it is the simple truth!

In the meantime, please visit:

Or explore Sun Pop Blue here ... we have some excellent articles up already.
 
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