BUTT is back.
Ancient Celts believed the membrane separating this world and the underworld, or afterlife, became thin and was breached by various spirits on All Hallow's Eve (they traditionally called it Samhain, I believe?). See, Samhain is believed to have marked summer's end (the word derives from the phrase for that in Old Irish, supposedly.), and the border between the "light" part of the year and the "dark" part may have seemed related to a thinning of this barrier between worlds. The spirits who came through could be harmless, but were also potentially harmful. Costumes were worn both as a means to confuse the harmful spirits and - by young men - to symbolize the spirits of family who had crossed over, that viewers might remember those who had passed and respect their memory.
So...what are you going to wear?
Regardless, here's what you might want to do:
Ladyfag's new Clubber Down Disco returns for its second night with Honey Dijon DJing and Tai Chi, One-Half Nelson and Casey Spooner hosting. Ryan Smith at the door, whore! Word to the wise? Arrive on the early side. There's more than one reward (i.e. - entrance) awaiting you if you do.
Similarly, Mr. Rich King and Mr. Gustavo Motta offer incentive to arrive to their Snaxx shindig early. They'll be wigging out (as you should be!) but the beer will be free (from 10pm - 11pm)! Also popcorn, peanuts and a surprise!
Uptown at mine and Tai's (well, EVERYone's) old haunt - Rebel - Peter Rauhofer and the WORK! crew (DJs Corey Craig & Nita Aviance spin upstairs and Ms. Roze BLACK is BACK hosting the party!) throw a night of Hallo-weenie craziness.
Bana is back, but they've been kicked out of their Downtown Fulton Street baths location at the last minute so are moving the VIP portion of the party out to Brooklyn to the site of the original banya party several years ago that kicked the whole shebang off. The baths there are SITTing, is all I'll say. Oh and transportation is provided (via go-go equipped...or equipped go-go? party bus.) from 15th and 8th Avenue (in front of Starbucks) three times: 11pm, 12am, and 1am with two return trips at 3am and 4am. I think you may have to already have a ticket to ride the bus, so hit up the website for full information and the ticket purchase link.
There's (what seems like) a thousand other options, as well. Find the FYF Calendar for those.
Duane Roggendorff on 10/29/2010 at 07:22 PM in Barracuda, Beer, Brooklyn, BUTT, Calendar, Chelsea, Chelsea Hotel, The, Corey Craig, Dancing, Drag Queens, East Village, Go-go dancers, Halloweenie!, Hiro, Le Poisson Rouge, Meatpacking District, Mister Saturday Night, MoMA, Nightlife Legends, Nowhere Bar, Open bars, Phoenix, The, Rebel, Santos Party House, Snaxx, West Village, Westside Tavern | Permalink | Comments (0)
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...is BUTT towels!
BUTT has teamed with American Apparel to produce a limited edition set of five towels with portraits of former BUTT Cover Models Juan Jose Quiceno & Brian Kenny, Porn Star and featured BUTT Arpad Miklos, as well as two new models (whom many of you may know?) photographer Devin Elijah and composer/lyricist Ernie Lijol. Until the Simon Kilner (BUTT Calendar model for the week of May 3-9) queen-sized sheet set comes out, we'll make do with these (lovely) towels. Get the full info on the towels here and pre-order them here.
Gus says, "BEwARe! Groans ahead..."
In case you've been under a rock, or would sooner jump in the (polar) bear enclosure at the Central Park Zoo then keep up with the ongoing Bear hair-steria (which - if that IS YOUR case - you likely won't want read further), this weekend is Urban Bear Weekend here in New York City. For complete event details, visit the official website here.
Not only is it Bear Weekend here, but the Bears are modeling in San Francisco (Walter Van Beirendonck shows in San Fran, original post courtesy of BUTT. More clips of the show here.), opening their comfy and plaid home and base for their successful fashion line (Costello Tagliapietra) in Carroll Gardens (that's my 'hood, yo!) and just generally throwing their weight around (I know! I know!? I'm sorry...I couldn't resist.) seemingly everywhere you look!
It's PANDA-moan-ium! (See what I did there? Do you see?)
While we're on the subject...though neither Rod nor I self-identify as Bears, we're often lumped in the Bear category, or a Bear sub-category (Otter, Cub, Wolf, Ferret, etc.) by default (I assume it's the beards), which can be a bit sticky (Oh god! I can't stop!) - at least for me - at times. Sticky primarily in a cognitively dissonant kind of way as I'm trapped between appreciating the flattery implicit in, say...a "woof"; or between welcoming the friendship and affection of a self-identifying Bear, while - at the same time - holding generally negative beliefs about cliques, conformity and a mob mentality that (largely) inform my view of Bears (or any gay clique) as a group.
Even as I say that, I fully recognize we have to use some method, or criteria, for choosing our friends, so why begrudge those who choose based on shared anatomical characteristics?? Besides, interpreting the fact that a mass of guys have chosen friends and lovers based on similar girth and hirsuteness as a personal affront is a bit self-aggrandizing, isn't it? It really has nothing to do with me/you (e.g. - They weren't thinking, "Let's create a social circle that expressly excludes Duane.".).
In the end (no pun...THIS time.), individuals who either self-identify as Bears, or who fall into the Bear category anatomically make up some of my best friends, while others in that same group inspire within me the greatest lust/attraction I've ever known.
[Scene: The opening for Patrick Lee's "Deadly Friends" has the Ameringer | McEnery | Yohe gallery comfortably packed. ARTGAY ONE gives a look of recognition and saunters over to ARTGAY TWO, who is speaking with ARTGAYS THREE through FIVE. ]
ARTGAY ONE: Hey, you. Everybody's here it seems.
ARTGAY TWO: Oh, I know. Do you know ...
ARTGAY ONE: Of course!
[ARTGAY ONE quickly greets the other ARTGAYS. After introduction the others form a side conversation while ONE and TWO continue.]
ARTGAY TWO: I haven't seen you since that birthday picnic for Vito. How are you?
ARTGAY ONE: All good really. I'm just. I don't know. Busy. You know? And distracted. Over there. It's WHATSHISNAME.
ARTGAY TWO: You know his name.
ARTGAY ONE: I do. Twenty-something artboy, average lay. I'm still surprised you went out with him.
ARTGAY TWO: It was one date. He looked nothing like his BUTTHEADS picture.
ARTGAY ONE: I still don't understand this "make myself look more bearish" thing. I know "the bear thing" but still. [in a sing-song voice] "Stay thin and beautiful"...
ARTGAY TWO: Young. Young and beautiful ... It's Annie Lennox. Or is it Eurythmics. Anyway, you fucked him.
ARTGAY ONE: I even spent the night. Fucking Williamsburg. [a beat] This event was in Time Out I bet. See that group over there? The girl in the floral dress?
ARTGAY TWO: Totally. Free food and drink at public art opening. I've been there. But I at least acted interested in the art.
ARTGAY ONE: Right? There are ways of doing these things. Has he even said hello to you?
ARTGAY TWO: I've been meaning to say hi, but he's been talking to those two for a while.
ARTGAY ONE: Well, don't. He can come to us. Let's not feed into his ego.
[ARTGAYS ONE and TWO are greeted by ARTGAYS SIX and SEVEN and enter into more conversation. For the record WHATSHISNAME never came by to say hello.]
"For the spirit of lust we were asked to write on a piece of paper the names of people we had had sexual contact with. Ironically, I just had a bunch of escorts’ names, which even then struck me as amusing. When we were prompted to go up for the deliverance I was asked to publicly read the names on the list, then rip up the piece of paper and stamp on it with my feet. I did as I was told, then I raised my hands to the roof. I was ready to be set free. As I renounced the spirit of homosexuality and lust aloud, my legs started shaking."- The tale of a former ex-gay and current BUTT reader is a must read.