Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Adam Lambert: Not a Stand-up Gay

I detest him. I find him absolutely fake - musical theater dressed up as rock. A Hot Topic dream. An outdated asymmetrical coif. The ideal picture of cool sold to housewives, Urban Outfitters at Mall of America, the Skechers-wearing types - basically middle-America.

The funny thing is I should probably stand behind him. I should probably vote for him week after week. I should join the millions of people who have positioned him as the next American Idol. Why? Cuz' Adam Lambert is a GAY! Card-carrying, gloss-wearing, butt-spanking, George Michael - I Want Your Sex-era loving - GAY! I mean what could be better than America casting its vote to support a homo's pursuit of happiness instead of taking it away?

It's so easy. We've seen it over and over again. America has horrible gaydar. KD Lang? Melissa Etheridge? The previously mentioned George Michael. Doogie Howser M.D. And of course A.I. Alumnist Clay Aiken. I'm pretty sure there's some bastard out there in Florida talking himself into thinking RuPaul, like Milton Berle, dresses in drag purely for chuckles.

I guess I should be psyched that no matter how abhorrent he is to me, that Adam may win American Idol as the first proud gay man to win over the tween and cougar votes of middle-America. The fact that his blue-haired man sits front row and his mother's PFLAG pin has gotten incredible national coverage. And then there are those numerous addresses to young gay kids where he tells them that he knows what they're going through and the fact that they're killing themselves 6 times more often than straight kids is just nuts...

I should support him... if any of that were true! Instead, Adam Lambert has stayed silent about his sexuality. Instead he winks at the girlies, perpetrates a look that is purely mall-bought, and reappropriates gay culture for the masses. Just another Pink Package job.

Adam Lambert winning Idol is not huge for homos. It's no more of a milestone than Will and Grace's ratings, the popularity of the film, Bird Cage, or Jill Sobule's original rendition of "I Kissed a Girl." So, what's the next step for gays in pop culture? Just be out. Loudly, joyfully, successfully, kinda fucked up OUT.

Adam Lambert is so 1990s.

I'm watching:
The Housewives of New York City

Sunday, April 19, 2009

Fuckin' Coachella

It's Coachella weekend as if anyone in L.A. can escape the twitter or the most annoying person in the office mentioning it every day leading up to it. After my second time going, I declared no more. No more hot shitty weather, no more horrible sound systems, no more drunk, drugged 15 yo kids, no more fighting boys with stupid haircuts to see the shows I wanted. No more.

I have this recurring dream that I've been asked to speak at the high school I attended. They mean for me to fill the kids' minds with stories of the great support I received there, how it became a launching pad for the success I was to enjoy later in life. Instead, I start my speech with, "This place is bullshit." And it was.

I like to say that life isn't high school, but I went on to grad school. The sad thing is many act as if it is. As if one needs to subscribe to the trends of the popular kids like getting married, having kids, buying a house or going to Coachella.

All this to say that I can understand why the Edies of HBO's Grey Gardens and the cult fave documentary of the same name found themselves locked away in their dilapidated mansion, a world unto themselves. Let's face it: Real life and real people can be ugly.

In their delusional world, there was singing and dancing. Lipstick and capes. And despite poverty and old age, there were still dreams of the "big chance." And even as I may be overly romanticizing their lives, at least they had each other.

So, the truth is high school, life, and most people are bullshit. And if I ever have the chance to speak at my almer mater - to all those little Hollywood Queers and Susan Boyles and Bill Gates's and Edies - I would tell them to survive this, because heaven knows some don't, and afterward surround yourself with fabulously like-minded people, then go create your own rules.

Like rule #1: You're a dip for going to Coachella and you're even more of a dip if you brag about it.

I'm watching:
Grey Gardens

Friday, April 17, 2009

You should see this bitch - Ricardo A. Bracho's The Dweller, Wed 4/22


My friend, Ricardo, wrote this one. Plus I hear the main actor is HOT!:

THE DWELLER

Company of Angels Presents

The Worlds We Live In #5

A Staged Reading of
The Dweller
by Ricardo A. Bracho
Directed by Ela Troyano

CoA inside The Black Box
Wednesday April 22nd at 8 pm, Free!

Starring: Richard Azurdia, Marissa Garcia, Justin Huen, Omar Metwally, Xavi Moreno and Sarah Rosenberg, with Dino Dinco as Narrator.

August, 2003: A writer in his Brooklyn apartment sits despondent in his bathrobe and eavesdrops on his new neighbors while his first tv sitcom pilot is being shot on a set in Los Angeles that replicates these adjacent dwellings. A comedy that traces what happens when coasts are crossed, hearts open and reality shatters.

http://www.companyofangelstheater.org/

You should see this bitch - Carlos Espinoza Domínguez, Wed 4/22

This is War:

Carlos Espinosa Domínguez (Mississippi State University)

“El Precio de Ser Diferente (The Price of Difference),” a lecture on gay Cuban authors in the second half of the 20th century.

Delivered in Spanish and translated into English.

Wed. 4/22
4:15 p.m.
Pomona College’s Mason Hall Room 5 (550 N. Harvard Ave., Claremont)
Followed by a reception.

Contact: (909) 621-8943 or e-mail: NCM04747@pomona.edu

Thursday, April 16, 2009

To all the tigers...


Susan Boyle - Singer - Britains Got Talent 2009 - More free videos are here

I've been accused of having a chip on my soldier, harboring anger at how tough I've had it. I'd be the first to agree. Life isn't cool when you dream big, but you don't fit the mold. Years ago, I came to the conclusion that I was never going to convince someone out of their biases. I realized that people feel safe in the vision of things they've come to accept. That the old, straight, white man wasn't ever going to see me as their peer no matter how much of a kitten I portrayed myself to be.

The truth is I am angry. The truth is no one has ever handed me a thing in my career. The truth is I've had to work harder than, longer than the kid who will someday get Daddy's business handed to him, the young pretty blonde who skated through cuz she had no real voice any way, and the old, white, straight Exec Producer who failed upward into owning his own company.

So, what does one do when the rules of the jungle never thought to include you? You make new rules. You become a tiger. I promise you - people will take notice. And when I encounter other tigers, I still get chills.

I'm watching:
The Oprah Winfrey Show
America's Next Top Model

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Bitch Fight


Having not begun my entertainment career in Los Angeles (my first gigs were at NBC and HBO in NYC), the cut-throated nature of Hollywood took me by surprise.

In New York, my precociousness, passion, and hard work were noticed and appreciated. It was never difficult for me to find mentors and move up.

So, I was shocked how the same personality traits that worked so well for me in NYC served to undermine my career here. It seemed my supervisors here were threatened by me, many times they sought to put me in my place. Being a quick study, I learned that the more you subjugate your talents the farther you'd go.

Well, that worked for me for about a year. After that, I just couldn't do it any more. I made a decision - I was going to stop following the rules. I wasn't about to give away my confidence to make undereducated, poorly skilled, but seemingly well-connected people feel better about themselves. Nor was I going to keep my mouth shut when I had ideas, thought something could be done better, or there was an opportunity for me to develop my skills. I also decided that when bridges connected me to assholes, I say burn, baby, burn.

I've been lucky. I have never had a hard time finding a gig. And now I'm in a position to help others with their career and despite my own experiences here in la la land, if you're smart, will work hard, and you are passionate about the business - I will.

I'm watching:
Amazing Race

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

The Gay Agenda (Repost)

Here's the repost. I've lost all the original comments, because one commenter used their real name and they're afraid it will negatively affect his job search.

Newsflash: Banks failing and high unemployment rates accompanied by lay-offs will affect your job search more than being homo. Grow balls.

Warning for everyone else: Don't use your real name unless you are totally open and brave and out and don't care what people think about you and enjoy using run-on sentences for dramatic effect.

I've been kind of railing about this for a while, so I decided that I would break up my thoughts on The Gay Agenda and what I believe it should be into topic areas:

Career: Make lots of money, so that we can afford spray-on tans, Louis wallets, jettas, a weho apt., and getting drinks at The Abby. Career goals typically consist of some kind of talking w/ little sincerity, cuz we're good at that. Public Relations, real estate, and retail top the list of careers. Areas I'd like to see more gay voices: Television and film, education, politics and parenting.

Politics and Identity: Appear as un-gay as we can. Whether we like it or not, the U.S. is based on the majority opinion. This doesn't mean the majority can not be swayed - see Canada, Spain and Switzerland. Instead, we watch as our rights are trampled on every day - state by state. Instead of swaying people, we sit back and blend. We thank people for not beating us, for not calling us fags to our faces and for laughing with us. There's pride in calling ourselves "straight acting". Why in the hell would you want to act straight? I don't have a huge problem with describing one's self as "masculine", though it's not my goal, some homos really are. The majority, though, aren't. I only ask that you be honest about whether or not you really are masculine. In my experience, you tend to be gayer than designer leather sandals. You know, the Italian ones that have a hoop for the big toe. Yuck. If you get facials, wear Abercrombie, dab a little gloss on your lips, use more than one product in your hair, and, oh, SUCK DICK, you are failing miserably at acting straight. On top of that, you're not fooling anyone.

Here's the thing: We're blessed to be gay. It gives us a point of view not enjoyed by the majority of humans. It gives us the right to be different, break the rules and share our unique perception with others. It also gives us the duty of defending our American rights for each other and those poor scarf-wearing, highly fashionable, precocious youths who are just absolutely unaware of how freakish they're gonna feel when puberty hits. So, give up the "straight acting" shit and accept the intense responsibility that we were given, bitches.

It's going to be very hard, because we are outnumbered and once homo-legislation of marriage, finances, and discrimination against homos hits the ballots, all the old bittys come out of their shacks in the woods and are picked up from the convalescent homes in buses to vote for the first time in 30 years, so they can protect "family values". No one said change would be easy.

Family: Okay, so we all had issues with our family. Some are resolved, others are ongoing. That doesn't mean that you aren't worthy of partnering up and raising kids of your own. Studies have shown that children of gay parents show the same amount of social and educational aptitude as children of straight parents. I feel the more we can teach young people acceptance of others who are different, the better the future lies for homo Americans. As with anything that involves change, this has to start at home. You're afraid? Fear is only your mind telling you that something is new and you probably need to do it. And all kids think their parents have ruined their lives at some point. They'll come around. Now, with anyone gay or straight, there are those that don't feel the paternal/maternal feelings or know they are too selfish to give what raising kids needs from them - you shouldn't have kids. No judgments: send me pictures from Aspen. Everyone else, please consider raising an awesome, open-minded, culturally rich family.

Read about APA Findings

Volunteerism: Work, the gym, a social life. Pretty much what most gay people consider being "busy". Now I believe that in most cases "busy" is a state of mind and we've convinced ourselves that there's no space for anything else. Every American should volunteer for something, but homos need to include themself even more in the community around them. I believe you should have at least 2 major things that you do: work and one other thing that gives to others. Organizations are in desperate need of free help due to shrinking budgets. One nite a week, a couple hours on a weekend. Just do something w/o asking for compensation except the joy that you are helping someone out there - somehow. Your time is money, a lot of money for some homos, so just think of how much you are giving to these organizations by giving them just a bit of your time?

If you want to look into volunteer opportunities.

Do I practice what I preach? I definitely try. I currently work full-time producing television and I attend grad school full-time getting a masters in writing. Before I returned to school, I volunteered as a literacy tutor for children and adults. Now, I participate in one-day volunteer events whenever I hear of one. I write primarily gay fiction and gay screenplays with the goal of putting quality, 3-d images of homo main characters into the world. Having a partner and children is one of my major goals.

Okay, stepping down from soap box. Whew, I'm exhausted.

Today I watched:
Everyone
Then had MTV on in the background - Date My Mom (A gay edition, it was kinda embarrassing, but I watched anyway.), Room Raiders, Real World.

Saturday, July 19, 2008

Yoko No Mo'

Let's get this perfectly queer - It is never a good idea to let your roommate's boyfriend or girlfriend live with you.

I'm writing this to remind myself, as well. In all cases in which I've allowed that to happen, I have lost all respect for the roommate, become sequestered in my room while they watch my TV, and in all cases but this one - I've moved out.

Each time I thought I've learned how to better deal with it - set a time limit, establish boundaries, be open about how annoyed I am. In the end, I've realized it doesn't matter. All your wishes will be ignored. So, I've decided the only way to avoid that from happening is to say no or just skip the drama and give your notice ASAP.

I'm watching:
Flipping Out (Bravo)