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THE 100 GAYEST ALBUMS OF ALL TIME

Posted by Billyjam, September 6, 2008 12:44am | Post a Comment
 
1. David Bowie - Ziggy Stardust
 (1972)
 2. The Smiths - The Smiths
  (1984)
 3. Tracy Chapman - Tracy    Chapman (1988)
 4. Indigo Girls - Indigo Girls
  (1989)
 5. Judy Garland - Judy At   Carnegie Hall (1961)
 6. The Smiths - The Queen Is Dead (1986)
 7. Elton John - Goodbye Yellow Brick Road (1973)
 8. Madonna - The Immaculate Collection (1973)
 9. Cyndi Lauper - She's So Unusual (1983)
10. Antony & The Johnsons -
 I Am A Bird Now (2005)

According to a wide spectrum of gay music experts quizzed by Out Magazine, these are the top 100 gayest albums of all time.  To compile this Top 100 Gayest Albums of All Time, Out Magazine polled more than 100 actors, comedians, musicians, writers, critics, performance artists, label reps, and DJs, asking each to list the 10 albums that left the most indelible impressions on their lives. Out writes in this new report that "After receiving responses from Boy George, Rufus Wainwright, Cyndi Lauper, the Indigo Girls’ Amy Ray, Candis Cayne, Perez Hilton, Nate Berkus, Jake Shears, John Cameron Mitchell, Wilson Cruz, Justin Bond, Darren Hayes, Junior Vasquez, Bruce Vilanch, Janis Ian, the Cliks, Ari Gold, Holly Johnson, and a slew of others, we tallied the results to determine our top-100 list." 

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THE "GAY MYTH" THAT STILL HAUNTS DONNA SUMMER

Posted by Billyjam, July 22, 2008 09:00am | Post a Comment
Donna Summer's new album Crayons
At a recent music event in San Francisco, where a guy was busily handing out flyers promoting the upcoming Bay Area concert appearance by Donna Summer, I overheard a short but slightly-heated conversation between the guy handing out the flyers for the disco diva and someone walking by.

"Has Donna Summer been fully forgiven for allegedly been homophobic and......?" the passerby began asking, innocently enough it seemed. But before he could even fully finish his question, the street promoter, sounding jaded at still fielding this seemingly recurring question on a long dead topic, had cut him short: "It's not true. It never happened. It was a rumor based on a myth."

Known as the "gay myth" this nasty slice of misinformation has haunted Donna Summer for the last 25 years and, apparently, seems like it will never fully die. The rumor started in 1983, back when the disco bubble had popped and Summer's career along with it. She had also recently gotten divorced, gotten into a mental funk, and consequently become dependent on anti-depressant medication. Because of all of this, the singer, who had topped the charts with songs like "Bad Girls," had found God and become aDonna Summer born again Christian. More importantly it was when the AIDS crisis was tightening its frightening choke-hold on the gay community -- long Summer's core dedicated fan base.

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Having a hard day? Me too!

Posted by The Bay Area Crew, June 15, 2007 05:14pm | Post a Comment

Thanks, Tina. I tell you, I don't know how them folks in them chairs sat so still! My entire childhood, this song made me flail about so hard, I often had to hold onto a bedpost. Honest, this song make-a-me crazy!

Also? I would like to thank Tina Turner and Ann-Margret, because when I was in kindergarten, I saw Tommy at the drive-in movies, and y'all 2 women made me gay. Thank you so much. I love being a gay.

What we have here is forty seconds of insane hot heaven:

Whew. Knock me down with a feather! Hell, just knock me down! Please!

If you don't understand how a movie like Tommy can make a pre-pubescent girl into a big old dyke, I can only offer this to your eyes - two bits from Tommy. The first one, my second favorite, highlights The Mother in a penthouse apartment not at all unlike the one I live in now, in fact I am wearing that gown as we speak. One of 9 identical gowns:

I was a baby in Boston and it was raining beans! It should be pointed out to you now that only today did I see any sexual reference as to the pillow, and I am not sure if that's too racy for this blog. Shoot. I can be rather obtuse it seems. (We can skip the part where there's any rational discussion about the bad acting, right? Cool!)

Now, Tina. Oh dear. Dearest Tina ... I think my crib was an Iron Maiden:

I was never supposed to be normal. For that I would like to thank my parents for being so incredibly dumb as to take little tiny children to see movies like this. Yay! You made me gay and weird! Thanks Mom and Dad! You rule!

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