Julie Atlas Muz at Vandam
Julie Atlas Muz performing at Vandam July 4th satirizing how BP oil spill was a result of the US obsession w/money http://flic.kr/p/8isYk2
Teeth
Joseph Keckler’s song Teeth, featured at his release party September 9th at Joe’s Pub in NYC. Be there!
Tuesday, June 15,2010
Bash Compactor: On a Ramp-age
By Gerry Visco
Ever fall madly in love with someone, think about him day and night, but never even kiss him? That’s not love, it’s a crush— and it’s always more fun than so-called true love, inevitably attached to boring real-life issues like laundry, bills and monogamy.
“Where the hell is Charlotte Rampling?” I asked Khary Simon, one of the editors of CRUSHfanzine, a quarterly magazine devoted to exploring the exquisite details of infatuation. Every issue is devoted to one theme or person and the latest is devoted to the sexy British actress herself. Simon seemed normal enough, not obsessive. He’s a friendly guy with a warm handshake. “Oh, she’s in Australia on a shoot,” he told me. What a cooze! I trekked Downtown to Envoy Enterprises Gallery for Rampling just to hang out with a bunch of good-looking men? Admittedly, that’s the whole point of obsession—unrequited desire—but it would have been lovely to meet up with the 64-year-old beauty in the flesh.
Rampling’s a worthy object for crushdom and cultdom. Unlike most actors, she only appears in interesting films playing bold and memorable characters. I myself worked with her on the set of Woody Allen’s Stardust Memories. Rampling was quiet but alluring on the outdoor set, the Planting Fields Arboretum in Oyster Bay.
After hearing my object of desire was absent, I went to the back room where projected images were flashing on the wall and photographer Nicolas Wagner was tidying up. Bottles of beer lined the room. “You can see Charlotte on Fixx Invictus’s arm,” he said. Huh? Invictus, described as “a real hottie” by one of the boys, had a huge tattoo of Rampling in The Night Porter inscribed on his bicep. Wow! My night was complete. Who needs the real Rampling, anyway? As CRUSHfanzine guest editor Alex Gartenfield said, “A crush can only persist so long as it is not returned.”
Gerry Visco, Norse goddess of War
Come to see me at the Gerry Visco Cocktail Hour TONITE:
Are you a little crazy? Do you like to have fun? YEP, I THOUGHT so!!
You are invited into the oh-so FABULOUS world of Miss Gerry Visco! Join me and my oddball friends at the Gerry Visco Cocktail Hour, a monthly series where we get a chance to let our hair down in more ways than one. It’s not REALLY an hour, it’s 4 or 5 hours, but as you know, I have no sense of time and after a couple of drinks, who the hell cares. For those of you who spent the day at the Mermaid Parade, come on by, cool off, and show off your costume!!!
I’m counting on each and every one of you to come next Saturday and say hi and pay me back for all those favors I’ve done for you. If you owe me money, it’s OK, you can pay me back next time.
I will make sure you laugh, have some drinks, and meet some of my talented friends — all ages, races, genders, sizes, and types. To break up the monotony, some of them — YOU, me, and others — will be providing entertainment. If you are in the mood to read something, sing, do a little dance, come in costume, or just be your boring old self, GREAT. Bring friends. Look, you’re probably out downtown Saturday night anyway so how hard would it be to stop by and say Hello? Hullo??
Try my own cocktail invention: The BIPOLAR. Bulldog gin, tonic, Tabasco sauce, and a sliver of jalapeno. Keeps you young and clears your throat.
Special celebrity guests will be appearing. On the roster for this next time: Angelina Jolie will be dropping in from outer space with Brad and ET. Sasquatch has promised to perform a song. Moby Dick will be swimming by and promises to show us his stuff. Tupac Shakur and Caravaggio are teaming up for a skit. Evel Knievel will be motorcycling into the Lounge so watch out. Singers, dancers, contortionists, beauty queens, pompous intellectuals, boring actors, and bullshit artists are welcomed to take the mike for 5 minutes or so.
I’ll keep you posted on the other glittering performers and brilliant artists who will keep things hopping.
http://dixonplace.org/index2.html
Saturday, June 19th
8 PM to 1 AM
FREE
HAPPY HOUR DRINK SPECIALS 8 to 10 PM ONLY
$5 cocktails – $3 PBR’s
$5 Bipolars all night long! (and you know us manic types don’t SLEEP)
Cute bartenders.
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The GERRY VISCO COCKTAIL HOUR:
A fun!-raiser for the 2010 HOT! Festival
Dixon Place
161A Chrystie Street (bet. Rivington and Delancey)
NYC 10002
www.dixonplace.org
http://dixonplace.org/html/lounge.html
FV to Second Avenue
JMZ to Bowery
BD to Grand Street
Or do what I do and take a TAXI!
Geraldine Visco as Marilyn Monroe
This was filmed by Bobby Busnach during the late 1970s. This is an outtake which he digitized from a super 8 mm clip. I believe this is going up the stairs of the New York Public Library. MM was a voracious reader.
The People Who Built The Pyramid
GERRY VISCO takes a look at an exhibit honoring the infamous Alphabet City nightclub
THERE´S NOTHING LIKE bumping into space aliens, Goths, suburban housewives, Jackie Gleason, veterans and Asian dwarves all in the same place. Like CBGBs and The Mudd Club, The Pyramid Club was that kind of place. Hell, on some nights it still is.
The club, open since 1979 at 101 Avenue A, was a phenomenon where you could see the best bands or cabaret shows, meet the strangest people around, all in fantabulous costumes, and end up dancing together through the night. The club’s heyday was during the 1980s, which is when Clayton Patterson, the Lower East Side photographer, started going to Whispers, a drag night on Sundays parodying suburban gay discos. Patterson took portraits in the dressing room of the club and they’re now on display for the very first time in a show called Pyramid Portraits up now at Esopus Space—here are some of his favorites.
Tabboo (Stephen Tashjian) is a performer, puppeteer and artist, who continues to perform in New York.
Lypsinka (John Epperson) with a friend. One of the successful acts spawned from the Pyramid Club, Lyspsinka created an outrageous stage character fashioned from a mélange of divas. He created two large-scale full cast productions for the Pyramid, Ballet of the Dolls and Dial M for Model.
Sister Ectoplasm was a female drag performer who was always in character but didn’t perform per se, though she still made quite an impact—she was name-dropped in the 1991 Hole song “Mrs. Jones.”
Red Ed (Edward Braddock III) came regularly to the Pyramid Club in drag but wasn’t a performer. Patterson labels him one of the characters who was an integral part of the scene.
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