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.
Why is it that when I have the most free time, I get the least amount of work done?
In my dream something had happened, I don't know what maybe nothing, and I found myself outside a building on the campus of my sister's school (a long way from where I live). I was really sda and really worn from school to the point that when I saw her I just hugged her adn started crying. suddenlly my mom and grandmom were there as well and the building became some sort of mix between Urban Outfitters and Ikea. They were shopping for her and I was just standing around there trying to pull myself together. It was like when i would freak out as a little kid. I have no clue what this means.
Thats really the only good thing about snow. We got 30 bloody inches, plus whatevers left from previous storms. Most of the heaps are taller than I. Fun fun fun. Usually I just babble, and I have a lot to babble about, but-I just don't feel like it. Odd, very out of character. Oh well, toodles for now!
Is there a quick, natural, healthy, way to lose weight? I mean no excercise, no diet pills, no dieting, no liposuction, something natural! Let me know...I'm tired of running a mile everyday. I need the 8 pack and all the other good stuff....*nudge**nudge**wink*.
Fuck me.
Just when I am a superwoman of productivity, the whir of things getting ticked off on my to do list resounding in the ears of humanity, I get a pie in the face of Prime Minister proportions.
One long email to my thesis advisor, begging for insight, which was actually clarifying my thoughts on stuff, eaten my IE browser.
Bastard computer. ^@%$#^%@#
~hol
Well, The Day started out with me argueing with my landlord. setting me off into a spiralling bad mood. At work recently i got a new "corner cube" (similar to a copertae corner office) and then sometime during my day off yesterday management decided that the extra sace could be used to store items from the flood ravaged section of my workplace. Now I feel like I am in the Movie "Office Space" If thet come for my stapler... I know its over...