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I'm A Voyeur: I Admit It

 

View of neighbors through their window

Yes, I saw the neighbors having sex. No, I was not sitting there with binoculars. Yes, I am a voyeur, and I admit. But, when four sets of neighbors never, and I say never, shut their blinds, a quick walk by my dining room neighbor sometimes becomes more of a lengthy detour. 

I live in an apartment building which is very close to another apartment building. I call that building the cool hipster artist/young academic building. Cheap, small, vintage apartments. 

I happen to know the manager, who just got his MFA. I had to mention to him that someone has placed a purple light in his/her living room window. Why? It's so purple, so bright, that one can see it from down the block. It even casts a purple glow in my dining room if I turn the lights off. I think it's some kind of “grow light.” 
 

Purple grow light

He told them to put a shade over it as someone else in my building had complained. The shade looked like a bedsheet (lovely). That solution lasted for about a month. Now the shade is gone, the purple light is off, and they are now having sex in front of the window. 

No, it's not a gay couple. (There is a guy on the second floor in the tier next to them I am sure is gay because he has a huge, literally huge Liza Minnelli poster on his dining nook wall.) It's a twenty-something guy who looks scruffy and bearish. He has a gut. I know, because I saw it on Saturday night. His girlfriend is thinner, actually thin. I actually noticed her first (I made sure to turn my lights off, because as one of my friends urged, if you are going to spy, do that.) 
 

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Making Sex: The Making of The Idol

 

Promotional still of Kevin Redding and Nick Rodgers in The Idol

The Idol – “arguably the best piece of gay erotica every filmed,” according to Manshots magazine. 


This classic coming out story also features a stellar performance by Kevin Redding, who never appeared in another film. Kind of like the guy who wrote Confederacy of Dunces. His only novel, a masterpiece. John Kennedy Toole wrote it and committed suicide. The book was published several years later. Not the same scenario as Kevin's, but according to an interview with Tom DeSimone in Manshots, after the making of The Idol, Kevin vanished. Tom later ran into him in a disco, and found out he became waiter. 

What prompted Kevin to give a sensitive, heartfelt performance in this film as the college track star who seems to have it made except for the fact that he's frustrated by a girlfriend who won't put out and is confused by his blossoming interest in his fellow college athletes? 
Kevin Redding and Greg Dale on the beach during the shooting of The Idol

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History of LGBTQ Magazines, 1900-1918, The Fight Against Victorian Prudery

Lately we've gotten some interesting requests for LGBTQ and LGBTQ-related magazines. We carry an extensive collection, and in the following weeks, the blog will showcase chronologically the breadth and depth of the historical and cultural knowledge, especially about the spectrum of sexuality, contained in this publications. 

 

 

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Whatever Happened on Feud?

 

Susan Sarandon and Jessica Lange as Bette Davis and Joan Crawford in Feud

The long-awaited FX series, Feud, on the making of the camp classic Whatever Happened to Baby Jane? Began Sunday March 5. 

 

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What Exactly is Rough Trade? Inquiring "Sissies" Want to Know

 

Hairy Old Reliable model flexing


In the recent funny and campy and touching movie Florence Foster Jenkins, Cosme McMoon, her naive waif-life closeted gay accompanist (played by the absolutely adorable Simon Helberg), is late to Madame Florence's infamous 1944 Carnegie Hall recital. Why? He claims breathlessly, implying perhaps post-coital euphoric exhaustion, he was “jumped” by a bunch of sailors, and that they were “most disrespectful.” (Interestingly enough, the real McMoon later in his life was a judge at ostensibly straight bodybuilding contests; some even claim he also ran a gay escort service or even brothel, but the latter is probably more faux news.) 
 

Scene from Florence Foster Jenkins

Madame Florence of course has her mind on other matters, and Cosme's chum, Florence's common-law husband St. Clair Bayfield played by a suave Hugh Grant, also ignores the remark. But one gets the sense he knows what really happened. 

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