Saturday, 25 June 2016

So let's waste no more time



Happy Gay Xmas, everyone!

We're off to the West End, with hats, sparkles, flags, booze and bacon butties in tow, to join the vast, chaotic extravaganza that is Gay Pride!

It's a tradition round these parts to play our anthem on this day of days. And here it is, with a kinky performance by a troupe called Circ X - it's Bring on the Men...



So let's bring on the men
And let the fun begin
A little touch of sin
Why wait another minute?

Step this way it's time for us to play
They say we may not pass this way again
So let's waste no more time
Bring on the men!


Indeed.

Friday, 24 June 2016

The British lion’s newfound mighty roar?


Every country in the former British Empire has demanded Britain resume full political control now it has proven it is great again.

Australia, India, Canada, Egypt and South Africa, among a host of others, have all dissolved their governments in a show of awestruck admiration for the British lion’s newfound mighty roar.

Kenya’s president Uluru Kenyatta said: “We never wanted Britain to stop ruling us in the first place – why ever would we? – but you just needed to grab hold of your mojo again.

“Don’t worry about giving us voting rights or any of that nonsense. Now you are once again a proud, resurgent nation unafraid of political correctness, we have absolute trust you will act in our best interest. And the world’s.

“I step down this afternoon. Oh man, I hope we get Michael Gove as governor. That guy is the best.”


The UK now commands a fifth of the world’s population and one-quarter of its total habitable land, which is as it should be.

Retired headmistress Margaret Gerving, from Guildford, said: “I don’t know why America is insisting on being independent. I’m sure they’ll stop being silly eventually.”
The Daily Mash

Of course.

The real news is on the BBC.

And we fly just like birds of a feather



It's Gay Xmas Eve! The Gay Pride Parade will be bestowing upon London its feathers-foof-and-faff tomorrow - and, as always, we will be in the thick of it, dressed to the nines in our own theme of "Crimson Decadent Dandies and Victorian Whores"...

This year, in addition to my sister Hilb and hubbie Crog, our "gay niece" Baby Steve, and some of our usual "gang", we are joined by cousin Lauren and her gay son ("first cousin, once removed") Braden, who have come all the way from Toronto, Canada to join in the festivities!

As is our wont here at Dolores Delargo Towers, we always need something boppy to get us into the party mood as the weekend looms - and what more fitting a song for such a "family gathering" than the faboo (and crimson-batwing-clad) Sister Sledge's most memorable hit?

Thank Disco It's Gay Pride Friday!



We are family
I got all my sisters with me
We are family
Get up ev'rybody and sing
We are family
I got all my sisters with me
We are family
Get up ev'rybody and sing

Ev'ryone can see we're together
As we walk on by
(Hey) and we fly just like birds of a feather
I won't tell no lie
(ALL!) all of the people around us they say
Can they be that close
Just let me state for the record
We're giving love in a family dose

We are family
I got all my sisters with me
We are family
Get up ev'rybody and sing
We are family
I got all my sisters with me
We are family
Get up ev'rybody and sing

Living life is fun and we've just begun
To get our share of the world's delights
(HIGH!) high hopes we have for the future
And our goal's in sight
(WE!) no we don't get depressed
'Cause here's what we call our golden rule
Have faith in you and the things you do
You won't go wrong
This is our Family Jewel

Thursday, 23 June 2016

Searchin' for lust, searchin' for breath



Today's birthday celebrants are another "mixed bag", including Alan Turing, Alfred Kinsey, Miriam Karlin, Bob Fosse, Adam Faith, Frances McDormand, Duffy, Sally Geeson and Edward Duke of Windsor. Imagine that lot at a party.

As we are in full "Camp Countdown" mode towards this weekend's Pride, however, here's a little something from another birthday boy - the ebullient and out-gay Mr Leee John, with his be-tinselled "band of brothers" Imagination, and their smash hit Body Talk!



It doesn't get much camper than that...

Imagination on Wikipedia

Wednesday, 22 June 2016

News of the Gay (Pride edition)



In the continuing countdown to Pride in London on Saturday, post-Orlando, what a mixed bag of news is the gay world is experiencing...

Admittedly, out of tragedy came one of the biggest ever demonstrations of international unity against homophobia - at least in the civilised world. The parts of it that are not dominated by religious bigotry or tyrant rulers, that is.

Even as the American Embassy in Jamaica flew a rainbow flag at half mast, their bigoted bastard attorney general Marlene Malahoo Forte called this humanitarian gesture "disrespectful" to that benighted island's continued anti-gay laws. Disgusting!

And speaking of disgusting, gay rights campaigners had to resort to wearing gigantic angel wings in order to hide the lunatic fascists of the Westboro Baptist "Church" - who were picketing the funerals of the murdered clubbers - from the mourners.

Russia's continued malign influence over its neighbours also continued, as puppet state Moldova proposed an anti-gay law similar to Putin's own - which has been met with vocal protests.

But closer to home, there's promising news in the last bit of the so-called United Kingdom not to have enacted gay equality legislation, as Northern Ireland's executive is being pressured to draw up a marriage equality bill. At last.

Barclays Bank - one of the main sponsors - has turned its logo into a rainbow flag and features Pride on its home page:



...and London is "going to town" in preparation for The Great Event. Even the traffic lights have "gone gay"!

It wasn't always such an universally recognised day, mind you, as I remember - and as Peter Tatchell recounts so eloquently in this video "potted history":



Roll on Saturday!

Gay Pride in London

Tuesday, 21 June 2016

Totty of the Day





Tom Hiddleston*.

In boxer shorts.

For some reason this appears to be getting a lot of news coverage.

*No, I wouldn't recognise him if I bumped into him in the street [among his starring roles: "Loki" in Thor; War Horse; The Deep Blue Sea - never seen any of them] , but I believe he's shagging a country-turned-pop singer, M'Lud...

Jane and her men



Miss Jane Russell, who would have been 95 years old today, was a bit of a conundrum. Unlike many of her compatriots in Hollywood - not least her friend and co-star Marilyn Monroe - she was a staunch religious Republican; yet she made her name as a "sweater girl" (largely thanks to Howard Hughes' obsession with her breasts), and campaigned on social justice issues such as adoption all her life - and to my knowledge was never on record saying anything discriminatory about race or sexuality issues.

Commenting on one of her ever-popular "in conversation" appearances in front of her adoring fans, Huffington Post columnist Danny Miller wrote:
...Russell was certainly no homophobe. She spent a lot of time in the Q&A waxing nostalgic over her openly gay choreographer in Gentlemen Prefer Blondes, Jack Cole. She repeatedly called him a genius and said he was largely responsible for the success of the film since neither she nor Marilyn Monroe could dance a step when they started shooting.

Jane always seemed to enjoy her status as a gay icon, and she commented on the bizarre bit of homoerotica in the film when she sings Ain’t There Anyone Here for Love in the middle of a training session for the Olympic team. As dozens of beefy studs go through their work-out moves, Jane darts in and out of their routines singing lines like “I like big muscles, and red corpuscles, I like a beautiful hunk of man.” The men ignore her completely and seem far more interested in each other as they gyrate in suggestive positions. How that bizarre scene ever got past the censors is beyond me.
I have featured this clip here several times before, no doubt, but, in this countdown week to London's Gay Pride on Saturday we always have time to squeeze in a "beautiful hunk of man". Or several!



Ernestine Jane Geraldine Russell (21st June 1921 – 28th February 2011)