Monday, July 30, 2007
Dick Blue as Crystal French and Gaylord as Toilet Pig
Things have really shifted here in California, Land of the Fruits and Nuts. A magical collaboration has been taking place between our very own Mrs. The Capt'n and Gaylord of The Gaylord Rehabilitation Center. I feel a real "shift" is happening. Earthquake? I'd say tsunami, my friend. The Mrs. has been pushing the limits of extended vocal technique by singing (frighteningly beautifully) under water. What? Yes chil'rens, that is correct. Added bonus: she even look killer doin' it, OKAAY?
Gaylord, in the meantime, did a highly fruitful artist residency at Team Shredder, which included learning the lesbo-ish duet from Lakme in one day, and then singing her half while praying to the porcelain Goddess, as shown in figure 1(a.) Look who's the sniper now. Of particular note is her outfit, which included Lee jeans customized with 2 big circles cut out of the ass cheeks (chaps are so '98,) an interesting brown suede vest jacket, and knee pads. I feel that Gaylord has really turned a corner in her development as an artist.
For further details of this magical duet, plus their larger-scale interactive composition/installation in a pool in Palm Springs, please refer to Aquatic Operas.
Thursday, July 19, 2007
Gandi's gone fishin'
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
Recent Acquisitions: Magazines
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Capitalism, you are on my last gay nerve.
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
Monday, July 09, 2007
The Terrible Beauty
Thursday, July 05, 2007
Juliana Snapper is developing the world's first underwater opera.
Tuesday, July 03, 2007
Oh Bubbles. Rest in Searing Cosmic Coloratura Noise
Beverly Sills, the acclaimed Brooklyn-born coloratura soprano who was more popular with the American public than any opera singer since Enrico Caruso, even among people who never set foot in an opera house, died last night at her home in Manhattan. She was 78.
with Anne Margaret: Zing-Boom on Zing-Boom
Monday, July 02, 2007
Juliana Snapper and Paula Cronan performed Cavatina-Crumpletta, their new piece for soprano and percussion, at Edge Fest LA
and all they got was this lousy T-shirt. Actually, they didn't even get the shirt, since the festival was only selling old festival shirts from 2002. But what they did get was a chance to try out their brand spanking new piece for the first time, in a relatively low-key environment. They then got to feel extremely pleased with themselves afterwards, having delivered a killer performance. The phrase that comes to mind is Eye of the Tiger.
I am the Tiger. Look into my eyes.
Before the show