By Jeff Walsh
I was interested to see the wildly-popular revival of Hair on Broadway because I think the gay and hippie movements are intertwined, as both really got started in the late 60s. While the history of the gay rights movement links the Stonewall Riots to the death of Judy Garland, as they happened during the week of her funeral, to me it's always seemed like the culture was already shifting sexually, spiritually and culturally in ways that demanded that homosexuality express itself more naturally.
In the 40-odd years that have passed since Hair first played Broadway, hippies have become a bit of a cultural joke, but a lot of their legacy is still with us: the sexual revolution (including LGBT acceptance), health food, drug culture, expanding consciousness in other ways such as eastern religions, and of course, the music.
So, it is interesting to see Hair through that lens in its current revival, as a snapshot of a huge cultural shift. Of course, if you could care less about any of that, you'd still be in luck, since it's just a fun time capsule of a show brought expertly to life with an exuberant young cast.
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By Jeff Walsh
When I put "Newcastle" on, I figured the worst case scenario would be seeing hot surfer guys with not much else going on. And that's exactly what happened.
I don't want to give this much of a review, because this is one of those bait-and-switch gay movies, where it's marketed to gay audiences, on a gay DVD label, there's a bunch of hot guys on the cover, and… nothing much gay happens. If you mistimed a bathroom break, you'd miss the closest thing to a gay scene. And the gay scene there is seems to opt for a much different perspective than the well-lit, prolonged scenes given to the heterosexual sex scenes.
Sure, there's a lot of amazingly hot guys, many of whom run around and swim naked. But, really it isn't enough.
Last nite at a friends place the discussion came up with the guys. How much money would it take for you to give another guy a blow job. I was the only gay one there, there was an interesting conversationa bout it. every guy said they would do it for a certain amount of money. except for one guy. he said he would probably need heavy counselling after it. my response? "You'd cretainly have the money to pay for it"
I feel so much commotion in my mind and body, it's driving me insane. My stomach is shooting with fire crackers and my mind is compressed with heavy rocks, my breath is suffocated in my own lungs. Am I being reasonable, blaming life for my own annoyances? Do I have a right to crib about something so insignificant as not having a girlfriend? An empty mind really is a devil's workshop, but an overwhelemed mind is a devil's worst enemy.
no this is not an e.e. cummings poem......;)
The scene: Paris, 1927. A time of the great writers Gertrude Stein and Ernest Hemingway.
Heingway, unbeknownced to Gertrude and Alice, has been bad mouthing the pair to anyway who will listen. (In legend, this is because Gertrude was seducing one of his wives with Alice's brownies. This is legend of course.)
Gertrude and Alice go to their barbar, but to their horror he has left town. Gertrude complains about this bad luck to her 'friend' Ernest who reccomends his personal barber who tends to his entire family. He is thanked and the couple goes on their way. Ernest calls ahead and askes for a bit of a practical joke...to shave their heads.
After a couple of intense impromptu debates, I went home to my boarding school, and my friends and I all sat down and talked for about an hour in the caf at dinner. Seated to my right was my debating partner, a particularly smart and interesting boy I shall call Nesterly. To my left was an incredibly hot bi chick with her chair slanted slightly towards me and her leg touching my ass. Across from me was Sidney, and beside her was No Ah.
Guys and porn. What else could a bi girl ask for? Well...maybe girls too.