Jeremy Kinser at Queerty graciously interviewed me regarding Encyclopedia Madonnica 20 and Starf*cker, and he seems to have generously transcribed every word. It can be a pain in the ass to interview (and transcribe the ramblings of) non-famous folks who won't necessarily bring your site oodles of hits, so his contribution to my books' publicity is most appreciated.
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This guy's account of his win-a-date with Angelyne sounds 100% accurate. She's nuts in an unfun way.
I played along with her nonsense at an autograph show once for the experience, but she is probably totally delusional by now because of people playing along with her.
Two nights ago, I was honored to be the special guest at DJ JENE's regular Madonnathon at Rockbar (185 Christopher, though it was more like 1985!), where I was set up with a table and chair in order to hawk my Encyclopedia Madonnica 20 to the Madonna-loving masses.
Yes, an actual book-signing event!
I hate book-signing events. They're usually tense affairs during which 2% of the people you've invited actually show up, often spread out over a two-hour period. In my opinion, a book-signing event should only happen if the author is famous, or the subject matter is intensely headline-grabbing. I mean, I've sat through a couple o' white-knuckled moments at signings.
This was totally different! My great friends Jason and Greg helped me drag 14 copies of my $65 book (on sale for $50 at Rockbar), plus my cover blow-up, to the location, where a captive audience of Madonna fanatics steadily bought up every copy I had! I was truly impressed that people bought that many. I even sold 2 out of 3 Starf*cker books.
It was a lot of fun meeting and greeting old pals like Frank, Angel, Michele, and more, plus meeting a few for the first time, like sexy Liam from Australia, sexy Joe from New Yawk, sexy ... oh, you know where this is going.
One guy asked for a kiss with his book, which I gave—only to get tongue without warning. It's okay, though, my mono was almost gone.
Kidding aside, it was really fun and a real ego-boost, even when the cute drunk told me Madonna was garbage compared to Bjork. (Off to write my Bjorkopedia.) And it ended with me doing muscle poses alongside Stephen Charles Lincoln of The Protein Bakery, which provided delicious cookies, something Madonna has not eaten since 1977.
Thanks to Jeannie Buxo for making it happen, and happen right!
Autograph Show Posts (2010—2014)
A hub for all (?) of my many autograph-show posts, in honor of 10 years of Boy Culture. Enjoy!
All of my posts related to autograph shows—and there have been so many!—are like one, gigantic post in my mind, and so I'm grouping them all here. I first got into these things after reading an old story on the Internet about a show in the '70s at which a '30s Western star appeared, even though her face was devastated by cancer. I got the idea to do a book or a movie on these shows, so I dug into my pocket and attended one in Jersey (Chiller Theatre) and then one in Burbank (The Hollywood Show).
Dozens later, I still keep going back. I started out above it, but I'm not definitely of it, as well. They're not the posts that get the most hits, but they have more of my love than most.
What follows are all of my autograph show posts (I think!) in roughly chronological order:
Super cool history of courtroom sketches.
NY Post (of all places) publishes epic take-down of Kardashians.
NFL Channel showed nekkid players!
The making of a naked gay rugby calendar.
My Instagram salutes these stars 'n' stripes:
Larry David SLAYS as Bernie Sanders on dreadful SNL.
Cristiano Ronaldo “marries” a dude.
Hillary's emails expose W & Blair as war criminals.
Was the Dem debate a turning point for Hillary Clinton?
Passing The Equality Act will be HRC's highest priority?
Jeb Bush destroyed on Benghazi vs. 9/11 point.
All the latest on Lamar Odom.
Justin Bieber talks about his nude photos.
How do you solve a problem like being gay in South Korea?
Michelle Duggar comes out for marital rape.
Chris Salvatore is all wet.
Tonight, three years (I can't believe it!) after my run-in with President Obama, I was able to attend a reception for future President Hillary Clinton at Jay Z's 40/40 Club on W. 25th St. here in Manhattan.
Entering, we had to pass a couple of anti-Hillary loons in Pinocchio noses murmuring about Benghazi. Oddly, they didn't really dampen anyone's enthusiasm. The woman is imperfect, but her desire to change the country for the better and her intellect are formidable.
It was an intimate gathering, no more than about 60 supporters, I would guess, a decidedly youthful and racially diverse lot. I spent most of my time chatting with a sexy guy whose company is already helping the campaign take advantage of digital outreach, and a guy who apparently invented an app that scans any object at all and provides you with info about it. He was telling me that the legendary photographer Albert Watson has promised him 7,000 outtakes of his famous shots of the late Steve Jobs.
Dickie Moore, one of Hollywood's most adorable child actors, one whose work began in the Silent Era, has died at 89, just two days shy of his 90th birthday.
Moore was noted for his cherubic appearance and heartfelt performances in some of the cinema's most important works, as well as opposite many of the greatest stars of all time, including John Barrymore, Spencer Tracy and—indelibly—Marlene Dietrich. He played Dietrich's son in Blonde Venus (1932), the Josef von Sternberg classic.
After kissing Shirley Temple when both had graduated, unsuccessfully, to young-adult roles, Moore eventually retired from acting, settling into a 40-plus-year career as the president of his own PR company.
In 1988, Moore met and married enduring silver-screen leading lady Jane Powell, to whom he remained married at the time of his death.
Moore's experience in films toward the end of the Silent Era lent him the distinction of being one of the world's last surviving veterans of pre-talkie movies. With the death of fellow Our Gang cast member Jean Darling and now Moore's passing, there are 11 human beings on earth confirmed to have appeared in a pre-talkies silent movie, all of them between the ages of 90 and 101.
I was thrilled to receive Moore's autograph within the past few years.
Your chance to buy undies signed by Sean Zevran.