JP at Cocktail, DJ Stoney ( right ) and friend Spin; Artist Oscar Cordova at Sofo
First of all, I am alive. How, I'm not altogether sure. Suffice it to say that I have begun to make up for a lot of lost time spent convalescing during my recent bout with sinusitis. Feels good to be back... and to actually have something to write about in my column!
Fuck the snowstorm that came through the East Coast this week! It threw a considerable wrench in my plans to photograph ( and, quite possibly, fuck ) DJ Scotty Thompson, who was scheduled to spin at Hydrate on Friday night. I'll get you, snow!
Scotty or notty, I still had a great time.
At Cocktail I ran into one of my favorite dancers, J.P. Turns out J.P. stands for James Paul, which was the name of my Cabbage Patch Kids in the '80s. Not sure, though, if THIS J.P. has Xavier Roberts scrawled across his ass. I'll have to get to the bottom of it.
And yes, I've been rehearsing that line all night.
Another month, another knockout Nitro at Circuit. This month gave us the third annual Ice Ball. Check out page 14 for one of my favorite pictures ever. Can you guess the hand stroking the ice cock? Never has cold been so hot.
Big ups ( and she needs 'em ) to Mercedes and her bid for Continental. She's one Swarovski crystal-studded gown closer, thanks to the overwhelming support at the benefit show at Mary's Attic. Can that Lauren Jacobs open her mouth any wider?
Speaking of benefits, the whole community came together and joined Hands Across the Hole, the benefit for Scot's held this past week at Sidetrack. I couldn't make it myself, but faithful reader Lou Smith sent in some telling shots. And every shot sold helped the Scot's boys immensely. Thanks to all who made it!
The fine brothers and sisters were out in force for Spin's Ear-Rotic hip hop party. I had a moment at the bar with none other than DJ Stoney. Class act.
Despite the never-ending cold, six, count 'em, six dudes stripped off for the Hot Jock Contest at Crew. Here's a free tip to future contestants: If you're going to parade your bare ass on stage, you MAY want to give it a good scrub. We're not ALL into the dirty stuff.
Make sure to get to Broadway Cellars at 5900 N. Broadway on Tuesday, March 4 for my friend Oscar Cordova's art opening. You may know him as the resident artist at Sofo. Get to know him better and see some fantastic pieces, to boot.
And read my blog, 'That Blog!,' on Chicago Pride.