Archive for August, 2008
Paint The Town Bonobo Red
August 30th, 2008
No matter how organized, there’s something fundamentally debauched about a painting party.
Especially when skin is involved. Bodypainting, or even just fingerpainting, is always a sensuous, wild yet essentially innocent endeavor, wet color splashing here and there, bodies speckled like rare birds, faces streaked with warpaint. Read the rest of this entry »
UU Church Murders, Monkey Rockers, Italian Pleasures, Hookers & Hope
August 5th, 2008
Hope is high on the horizon, at the Institute, in the Speakeasy, on BonoboWay, and in the world.
America will have a new President. Hopefully, it will be my running mate Frank Moore. Barring that, it’s encouraging to see Obama sweeping the free and unfree world with his elegantly tailored message of hope and glamorous progressive politics. Even if the man onstage turns out to be just a corporate frontman, Obama Fever is a step in the right direction, away from the Bush Leagues. On a more personal note, we also have high hopes that our Nightmare on Bauchet Street will soon wind into the inevitable happy ending. In the meantime, we’re doing all we can to have a little fun and spread our message of peace through pleasure around the world. Much as we appreciate Obama’s message of hope (which once upon a time was Bill Clinton’s message of hope), we like “peace through pleasure” better. After all, hope is often false, and peace through pleasure never is. Read the rest of this entry »
