Thursday, September 29, 2005

***** SCHMALTZ ALERT ***** This Post NOT for those of us who get sick easily!

I will tell you all about LIZA tomorrow.

Before that, I have to tell you about a realization (perhaps induced by a few too many Bud Lights!) I had tonight.

Someone on here (on my own damn blog, from my own damn website) called me a showboater for mentioning the shows I have seen, the celebs I have met, and the other moderately interesting stuff I have done.

While watching Liza tonight, I gleaned far more pleasure by watching my friends enjoy the concert, than I had experienced by watching the show for myself.
Perhaps because I am a Gemini and need to be audience and performer at the same time. Perhaps because I am codependent. Perhaps because I have an insatiable need to please.

Maybe I am spoiled and take some things for granted... BUT little things some times escape my radar.
Because of drag and because of Echo, I get to do some cool things that I forget to even appreciate.

EXAMPLE:
Last year, I had ZERO interest in meeting Tiffany. But my friend Robert LOVED her. It made me feel like the biggest, baddest boy in town to get to introduce Robert to Tiffany.

Ditto with Margaret Cho and Nathan. But watching it unfold through Nathan's eyes made it all more sweet.

Taking my Mom to see Bette Midler a few years back was a HUGE rush.

Tonight was the biggest example of all of that:
My friend Richard and Pussy Lehoot both wanted to meet Liza. I wanted them to both meet her.
Once it was time for the meet and greet- there were too many people in line and they asked us to narrow our group.

Puss Puss very graciously insisted that Richard and I go in since I got the tix, and it was Richard's BDAY. I told Puss not to go too far, because I KNEW I would get her in, too.

Watching Richard meet LIZA was extraordinary.
He was like a little boy. She autographed his ALBUM of "The Act." She took photos with him.

THEN, I had the good fortune of meeting the development director of the MESA ARTS CENTER. He thanked me for the interview I did with LIZA, and asked if I needed anything. OF COURSE, I pointed to Pussy LeHoot and asked that he let her in to the meet and greet.

He ushered her in like a VIP.
Puss-Puss met LIZA.
LIZA was delighted to meet Miss LeHoot, and I got to take a pic for Puss to remember the entire episode.

I can tell you that it was one of the neatest things I have ever been able to share with someone.

This might be corny. It might be stupid. I may regret having posted this in the morning:

But even in my workaday, drabby, listless existance- NOTHING in the world is worth ANYTHING, unless you have someone to share it with.

So thank you to my friends, family, and special friends for sharing some cool moments with me.

PICS and details tomorrow.
OH- and thanks for reading me-
Rich~Seville

*SCHMALTZ WARNING*

Wednesday, September 28, 2005

**THUD** Name Dropping!

I am going to see LIZA tonight!
As I was having my bagel and juice break this morning, I thought about all of the cool concerts I have seen:


Madonna (Re-Invention)
Barbra Striesand (Farewell)
Tina Turner (Private Dancer)
Tina Turner (Wildest Dreams)
Tina Turner (Break Every Rule)
Tina Turner (Farewell)
Bette Midler (Experience The Divine)
Bette Midler (Divine Miss Millennium)
Bette Midler (Kiss My Brass)
Kelly Clarkson (Breakaway)
Kelly Clarkson/ Clay AIken
Cher (Believe)
Cher (Farewell Vol. I)
Cher (Farewell Vol. II)
Reba McEntire (Her first tour after her band was killed)
NSYNC (or Backstreet Boys.. I can’t remember)
Britney (Onyx Hotel)
Britney (OOPS! I Did It Again)
Ladies First (Beyonce Missy Elliot, ALICIA KEYS ROCKED THIS SHOW!!)
Anita Baker (Body and Soul)
Joan Rivers
Betty Buckley
Culture Club (Farewell
Stevie Nicks (Heart Institute Benefit)
Fleetwood Mac (Farewell)
Margaret Cho (Revolution)
Margaret Cho (Assassin)
Journey (I WAS YOUNG)
Kenny Rogers (I WAS EVEN YOUNGER!)
Louie Anderson (I WAS YOUNG))
A TASTE OF HONEY
Tiffany*
Martha Wash*
Sister Sledge*
Thelma Houston*
KLYMAXX*
POINTER SISTERS*
Pepper Mashay*
Debbie Deb*


* denotes GAY PRIDE CONCERT APPEARANCE.

Then I started thinking about the celebrities I HAVE MET. Some have been because of my association with Echo, some from my association with KZZP/KISS FM, and some were through DRAG.


Hillary Clinton
Kenny Rogers
Linda Eder
Betty Buckley
"Ducky" from Sixteen Candles
Cyndi Lauper
Taylor Dayne
John McCain
Janet Napolitano
Wes Clark
Kelly Clarkson
Dennis DeConcini
Charles Busch
Blu Cantrell
Eden’s Crush
A-Teens
Lypsyncha!
A TASTE OF HONEY
Tiffany
Rich Little
Siegfried AND Roy
Martha Wash
Sister Sledge
Thelma Houston
KLYMAXX
POINTER SISTERS
Pepper Mashay
Debbie Deb

Finally, I have interviewed the following:

RuPaul
Linda Eder
Cyndi Lauper
Margaret Cho
Lypsyncha!
Liza Minnelli


Friday, September 23, 2005

With A Z! With A Bang!

I think this is one of the coolest things I have done, yet:


YOU TELL ME?!?!

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

From My Lips To Your Ears

Friday, September 16, 2005

This Should Come As A Surprise To No One!

Through Ted's blog, I found the link to take this test.

Turns out I am a LOVAH, not a FIGHTAH!


Aphrodite
Aphrodite/Eros


?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ??
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So love me, already.

Except you, *FIG*.
Keep your distance.

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

Wow! Thank You!

Today, I got the nicest surprise when my friend Nathan called and asked if I wanted to have lunch today.

So he picked me up, and we had the nicest lunch and talk at FRIENDS.

And then, the check came, and he INSISTED on paying.
(I think he is sweet on me, to be honest.)
He would not take no for an answer.

So, I had no choice but I let him pay.

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

Mona Lisa, Eat Your Heart Out!

Today, a reader sent me this:


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I am assuming it is a gift, and not the initial stages of a stalking incident.

The artist apologized for making me look like Patricia Arquette.

This was the original photo, I think:


Monday, September 12, 2005

BRIGHT LIGHTS! BIG CITY!

Ed and Gene asked me a few weeks back if I was interested in performing at a private party for a friend that was turning 50.
"SURE!" I said.
I love doing private parties, and you usually get to perform for people who you would not see in the gay bars all week.

It turns out this party is in Black Canyon City.

(as Babs tilts his head in disbelief..) "ERGH?"

BCC is a little town about 40 minutes outside of Phoenix between here and Flagstaff.

So, show night is upon us, and Chia and I pack it up and take our show on the road.

Then we get there: Kid Chilleens BAD ASS BarBQue.
(Really, that is the name.)

Chia looked at me with a look that said "What have you gotten me in to now, Barbra?"

We come in and look around.




The place looks like "The Boar’s Nest" from Dukes of Hazzard.
VERY country.
Kind of rough.
I was relatively sure that two of the guys from ZZ Top were having dinner at table 13.





Automatically I prepared for the worst, while hoping for the best.

We got our dressing room set up, talked to the hosts, and met the bar owners, painted our faces (some, **CHIA** more garish than others...) .
Here goes nothing!

But you know what?
The 50 or so people that were there ended up being some of the nicest and most appreciative audience members I have ever had.
Seriously.. smiles, laughs, and looks of wonder, were a-plenty as they watched Anita, Gia, and I do our things for them. (I think Gia really freaked em out with her taped up titties.)

I must have known we were heading in to a honkey tonk.. because I brought my "Daisy Duke/Redneck Woman" mix and costume for the party.

As one guy said to me, "Wow. That was really hot. I have to tell you, you have my dick in a question mark."

I‘ll let you ponder that for a second.











I don’t know what the locals were expecting, but they got a fun show, and some stories to tell for months to come, I am sure.

Personally, I am ashamed that I thought these folks would be some sort of uncivilized yokels who were going to start a bar-room brawl. They could not have been nicer, or more generous with their praise and with their tips.

It’s sad that I would judge a group of people I knew nothing about. You would think that as someone who belongs to a minority group that is constantly pre-judged and looked down on, that I would be a little more open-minded.

Well, I will try harder.
I bet they will, too.


Thanks Black Canyon City, for a great night!
And HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Friday, September 09, 2005

Meso Horny!

I am totally consumed with "Memoirs of a Geisha."

When I am able to pull myself away from coverage of Katrina,, her devastation, and the subsequent acts of heroism, bravery, and generosity, I have lost myself in the story of one of the greatest geisha of her time.

I am embarrassed that I am only now reading this book. I know it has been out for many years, and the movie version is to be released as Oscar bait this winter.


Arthur Golden has created a world where you can hear the wooden sandals click, you can taste the sake, and you can smell the fish. (Ok, bitches: you can smell the fish because Sayuri is from a fishing village, not because she smells like fish "down there.")

It was recommended to me by my friend,. He wanted to know if my drag mother Pussy LeHoot mentored me and tutored me in the ways of drag the way that Mahema taught Sayuri. (She didn’t- unless you count teaching me how to get free beer from the bartender counts…)

This novel has everything: booze, sex, slavery, and jealousy.

Like with my other books, I am dreading the last hundred pages, because I hate when my favorite stories come to an end.

To that end, I am starting an unauthorized sequel.
One problem, I already have writer’s block.
Will you help me pick a title?

"Memoirs of ANOTHER Geisha"
"MORE Memoirs of a Geisha"
"Memoirs of a Geisha: The Electric Boogaloo"
"Memoirs of a Geisha: Episode 1"
"Memoirs of a Geisha II"
"Memoirs of a Geisha 2: Back In The Kimono"
"Memoirs of a Geisha Returns"
"Memoirs of a Geisha, 2 Legit 2 Quit"




Tuesday, September 06, 2005

This Is Kind Of Cool?

So, Saturday afternoon, I get a few emails and posts on my dot com from a guy named Viktor.
I call him and he asks me if I am free for a private party.

Since the number he gave me was for a reputable hotel, I told him I was free..and interested in performing for his private party.

He gives me the particulars, and asks if I can be there by ten. OH, and can I do Kelly Clarkson for them?

Um, ok. CAN I DO KELLY CLARKSON???


Turns out that a girlfriend of Kelly’s is celebrating her birthday, and Kelly could not be there, so they were going to have "the next best thing."

I get there, and all of a sudden SHE walks in. Kelly.
(Clarkson)

She is tiny, with a HUGE (beautiful) ass.
Her hair was in a pony tail… jeans..and Sketchers.

She asked me if I was going to do Kelly for her..

I said yeah..and she told me that she liked my make up..and asked what I had on my eyes. (My eyes were smoked..and I used Electric Eel by MAC in the contour.) I told her it was Electric Eel..and she calls for her friend to come look at it and tells him she wants some Electric Eel.

She was so cute!
They introduce me to perform, and announce that since Kelly could not be there.. that she sent the next best thing. (ME)
So I perform a few minutes of my Kelly Clarkson mix..and Kelly walks out on to the dance floor and says.. "Oh, uh huh. No you didn’t!"

And smacks my butt and says to let her take over.

She sang Happy Birthday to her friend..and then told me if I wanted to do Kelly, that I needed a little more "back there." And she points to her butt.
(She also said she wishes she was rocking a body like mine!)

I am a huge fan of Kelly’s…and I have to say that she did not let me down. She was cute, sweet, and very kind.

Of course, I did not have a camera, so I am waiting for a guy from the hotel to send me a pic from his cell-phone. Hopefully I can post that soon.

Friday, September 02, 2005

UNIMAGINABLE

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My thoughts and good wishes are constantly with the brave people who have seen unimaginable devastation along the coast his week. Their lives, their histories, their possessions, their livelihoods, and their homes have been snatched away from them.

Like most, I really had no idea of the enormity of the situation. Anymore, we are so desensitized to the horror, the suffering, and the misfortune of other people. For a day or two, I figured that it was just another storm and the people who live there would rebound and rebuild much in the same way they always have. I thought that people living in those areas are used to this sort of thing.

But now I see that an entire region has been decimated. It is almost like it was wiped off the map. Perhaps comparisons to Pompeii are hyperbolic, but it is really the only thing I can think of to compare with this tragedy.

Things like this are not supposed to happen in American cities. We are stronger, braver, smarter, and more advanced than any other part of the world, we tell ourselves. The chaos and pandemonium that we see playing out before us is supposed to be relegated to third world countries.

But now, it is our people going days with food, days with out showers, and days with out medicine or shelter. They are our people sleeping on concrete floors if they are lucky. Our people wonder, wondering if their families are safe. They wade to safety, dodging bloated corpses, and human waste. They fight to feed their children. These people fight to survive. They fight to face a future full of uncertainty.

Can you imagine losing your home? Your clothes? Your dvd player? Your favorite pair of shoes? Photos of your grandmother? Your father’s yearbook? Your contact lenses? Your pets? Your medicine?

Can you imagine your entire neighborhood completely washed away? Even if you wanted to, you would not have the opportunity to return to your job, because it has been destroyed.

My head has been reeling with the possibilities, my mind dizzy with confusion, and my heart is heavy with the reality of this disaster.

The one thing that has eased my mind is by helping out.

Amazon and Google have made it easy to do.
Just Click Here.

Thursday, September 01, 2005

Let's Try This Again.. This Time With Out The Bitchy Comments!

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