Multiple Personality

Tonight’s impressive solo-ettes belonged to Ade and Phillip, with honorable mention to Kayla, Brandon and Evan. Actually, Evan was even more impressive in the up-front montage that included his strange and high jump in the zoot suit. Cat is dressed for a very hip prom, perhaps at Hollywood High (with a belt from an S&M shop on Melrose). Tonight’s guest judge is the Queen of Kindness, Mia Michaels. In the continuing effort to make the show about the judges instead of the dancers, they spent an inordinate amount of time on Mia’s revised opinion of Brandon. Yawn.

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You may be like me, in that your perception of Farrah Fawcett was molded by teaser headlines on TV infotainment shows and odd appearances on David Letterman. But I just got done watching “Farrah’s Story,” about her fight against her cancer, and I can’t help but see her as an angel in a truer sense than any pun about her TV series would ever mean.

Farrah’s death yesterday was, it seems, overshadowed by Michael Jackson’s. And while this isn’t a competition — though lives in the entertainment industry are gauged by the amount of media attention, that gauge surely must be turned off for deaths — I can’t help but feel that the heart of yesterday’s news was with Farrah Fawcett. As I have come to realize by watching this show, hers was a life of courage, dignity and grace. And a wisdom and poetry that transcend our paralyzing fears and our stultifying preoccupations.

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I have no confirmed reason to believe that the man in the photo below, next to un-out, who-said-he-was-gay Anderson Cooper, is Andy’s HOT MALE LOVER. But if one had one’s choice of bicepped fornicatory companions, the Hunk of Burning Polo Shirt going bike-riding with El Coopo looks like a respectable choice.

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What to say about tonight’s opening number? Well…the part that wasn’t Cinemax After Dark porn inspired by Flashdance or the Pussycat Dolls was pretty good. I’m glad they were able to stop dry (or wet) humping long enough to dance half the time. (I sound like a prude, huh? I’m not…I just have separate categories in my head for dance and, um, recreation…if you follow my euphemism. I’m actually rather surprised that it was choreographed by Nappy and Tabby; I usually rely on them for content and taste. Oh well…eveyone’s entitled to take a ride on the Tyce Diorio Crazy Train periodically. Cat continued the theme by coming out in hostess pajamas that were clearly designed for a 1970s wife-swap party. Party on, Cat.

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We’re starting to get to know the dancers’ personalities more, so the standouts in the opening dance bits aren’t just those who are technically extraordinary, there’s also a mix of who is standing out emotionally. But Kayla and Evan are still the big standouts. And Vitolio and Melissa made a mark too. Cat is in her pumpkin toga, all set to celebrate Roman Halloween. Toni Basil is the guest judge tonight. What up that hat, Toni honey? She is talking about the history of Locking and Hip Hop. What the hell is she talking about? Nigel isn’t wearing a tie, and Mary is wearing her breasts.

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I don’t mean to imply that Sexy Brazilian Music will become a regular Monday feature, or anything. But here’s a song that goes through my head periodically…in a great, live version by Rita Lee and Milton Nascimento. Read the rest of this entry »

I’ve been going through all my old vinyl, turning my ancient music into MP3s so I can lighten the load. And right now I’m digitizing a little ditty featuring songs called “Sugar Don’t Bite” and “Out of Control” (which has a lyric that goes — if I’m hearing right — “you tighten your hole, and I’m out of control”….words fail me). If you are of a certain vintage, you might know that these songs are from the debut album of Sam Harris.

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Do you know who Dan Abramson is? Yeah…me neither. And I hadn’t heard of The Hollywood Ham up until a few minutes ago. Now I laugh. And laugh and laugh.

His first post that landed on my radar? This one:

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Until David Vickers returns to the canvas, amuse yourself with this:

So that cute li’l offspring from the Sonny and Cher Comedy Hour is going female-to-male trans-o-rama. But you already knew that, right?

What we’ve all been waiting for is Cher’s public statement about the whole thing. And the ol’ diva actually said something really quite lyrical:

“. . . although I may not understand, I will strive to be understanding. The one thing that will never change is my abiding love for my child.”