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KYLIEKONNECT & GOOGLING GAY

Posted by Billyjam, November 11, 2007 10:50am | Post a Comment

By now the face-off between Facebook and MySpace is old news, especailly with the entrance of a whole new social network onto the cyber landscape-- one that very well could signal a whole new wave of social networks. This probable new onslaught of social networks is being spearheaded by Kylie Minogue, who recently launched kyliekonnect -- an entire social network dedicated to the music artist and set up by her label Parlophone to help promote her new music. On the site visitors are coaxed to "Come, come into Kylie’s world as we bring you the chance to make friends, upload pictures, send messages and more..."

On kyliekonnect, in addition to getting all the latest dish on their hero, the pop star's fans can also create their own profiles, post their own photos, blog entries, and friend lists -- just like any other social network, except that on kyliekonnect everything directly links back to or is connected to and about Kylie Minogue. One of the features of this service is that lets users upload content directly from their mobile phones to offer her fans exclusive pictures taken on the road.

But what is most newsworthy about this new type of artist/celebrity based social network is that it could very well open the floodgates to a proliferation of new social networks set up and run by every damn band and artist out there. In short, it could get darn overwhelming in no time. Stay tuned. Meantime, scroll down to check out a live performance of Kylie doing new song "2 Hearts" on Star Academy.

MOST POPULAR GOOGLE SEARCHES BY CITY
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In a recent report issued by Google that tallied words searched under topic and by city/country of search, the following results came up:

Ahhhh, Thelma!

Posted by The Bay Area Crew, October 24, 2007 01:19am | Post a Comment

"This Amoeba thing is getting to be very catchy," said Houston from the stage of her SF in-store appearance. (She was referring to her other appearance earlier in the year at the Hollywood store.)

The 61-year-old daughter of a Southern cotton farmer turned disco diva is touring in support of her new CD, A Woman's Touch, which is a mix of covers from people like Luther Vandross, Marvin Gaye, and Sting. Houston explained to the crowd why all of the songs that she sang were originally done by men, and not women, considering the name of her record: "Once Gladys, Chaka, or Aretha record a song," she said, "you don't need to go there!"

The audience was loaded with old queens (this being SF, after all), all there to pay homage to the woman who sang one of the top ten disco songs of all time, "Don't Leave Me This Way."

But besides being a disco icon, Houston is also an accomplished stage actress, and it showed in her delivery. She came out to the platform dressed like Tina Turner, in a tight tunic and leggings, with a shock of neatly dredded hair in a ponytail cascading around her. She placed a top hat upon her head, which had gigantic feathers dripping off of it. "This is my good luck thing," she joked, "my good voodoo spirit."

Accompanied only by a backing track and a microphone, she lit into her first song, "Wake Up," and then into an Al Green cover, "Love and Happiness." Before she sang it, she told the crowd a story about Al Green, and how she and a certain male friend of hers both had a crush on him in the '70s. "[This was] before the grits," she joked, referring to Green's run in with the law, a hot pot of porridge, and his woman's back.

SAN DIEGO MAYOR'S MOVING SPEECH IN SUPPORT OF GAY MARRIAGE

Posted by Billyjam, September 30, 2007 05:38pm | Post a Comment

Check out this moving speech recently made by San Diego Mayor Jerry Sanders. He is joined by his wife Rana at his side, and he explains why he changed his mind on the issue of signing the resolution in support of gay marriage. This brave civic leader and former Chief of Police, who is clearly emotional throughout this September 19th speech, says that in coming to his decision had to, "Reflect and search my soul for the right thing to do...to take a stand on the behalf of equality and social justice..." And he notes the fact that some of his friends, colleagues, and family members are gay and lesbian -- citing his eldest daughter, Lisa, as well as some of his staff members. Already, critics of Sanders, who is Republican, have bashed him, saying that he only made the decision because of his daughter and that he doesn't deserve kudos for being brave or for having integrity. But I disagree. I say he is truly practicing "family values" and I commend this man 100% and just wish we had more civic leaders and politicians who would even admit that they had made a wrong decision. YouknowwhatI'masayin?

(In which Job is born again.)

Posted by Job O Brother, September 25, 2007 11:31am | Comments (1)

[Insert cuss word here.] I forgot to buy cone filters. Now, instead of waking up with a fresh cup of organic Sumatra, I’m waking up with a cold can of diet Coke. This is low. I really should just crawl back into bed and start over tomorrow. Of course, if I did that, I still wouldn’t have any cone filters.

But maybe some kind soul would read this blog and, as I hid beneath my comforter, re-enacting the third trimester of my mummy’s gestation process, they would come to my apartment and gift me some cone filters. Then I could safely slip out of the vaginal opening I’d have reconstructed using tin-foil, Ikea tumblers and cat fur, and greet the world as a newborn baby. That would be sweet. I’d wipe off the after-birth, put on a fresh pair of diapers, sip on a yummy mug of coffee and wait for my cord-stump to fall off.

"It's Rufus with an 'R' not Liza with a 'Z'...!"

I saw Rufus Wainwright at the Hollywood Bowl Sunday night. I went there with my gorgeous pal, Carrie. We walked there from my apartment, an act which our LA-native friends thought akin to The Donner Party.

“You’re walking from Sunset Boulevard to the Hollywood Bowl?!” Cameron gasped, “That’s uphill!”

“It’s not uphill,” I answered, “It’s up slant.”

As Carrie and I neared the famed half-shell, I started to worry that we were there on the wrong night, and had actually arrived for a Bear Convention. I’ve never seen so many burly men in designer jeans.

(For those of you who don’t know what a “bear” is, I’ll explain:

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Posted by Job O Brother, September 20, 2007 10:00pm | Comments (3)

I’m writing this blog in a race against time.

I just popped two Tylenol PM caplets a couple of minutes ago. I expect my ability to compose grammar will degrade rapidly… starting now.

The problem is that I have too much to tell you. I almost tripped over Lily Tomlin’s feet at the HBO after-party the night of the Emmy’s. (I’ve been told that these so-called “Emmy’s” are an award they give to people in the television business, but I wanna do some fact-checking on that before I present the data as true.) I also caught Glenn Close bopping her shoulders when the band began playing Journey’s “Don’t Stop Believing”.

Why do you Earthlings go so ga-ga over that song?!

Just a small town girl, livin' in a lonely world.

The boyfriend snagged us a chauffeured Audi. This fuggin' car had red, lit-up buttons on everything. Like, even the buttons had mini-buttons on them. I was intimidated. I don't like to think the car I'm riding in is smarter than me.

At a certain point we ended up in Anna Paquin's limo and headed over to the TV Guide party, just in time to miss Kanye West. I sent Kanye a box of Violet Crumbles to make up for it. It's his favorite candy bar. For Thanksgiving last year, he assembled the entire meal - turkey, stuffing, yams, Waldorf salad - using ONLY Violet Crumbles. It was an innovative and delicious meal and everyone who attended enjoyed themselves until we suffered diabetic shock and passed out drooling stomach bile.

Okay, some of that last paragraph is untrue.

Melissa Logan’s birthday party was two nights ago. I was there after a few rounds at The Advocate’s 40th anniversary party. William Baldwin was there, and I wasn’t sure if his standing across the room and paying no attention to me whatsoever was his idea of a come-on, but what else could it have been? The poor man just can’t come to grips with the fact that I am happily committed to Corey.

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