Filed by Trevor at 1:25 am under Pop Culture
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A little late-night laughter for all of you. Great live performance:

Filed by Bil at 5:07 pm under Fightin' Words, Pop Culture
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I was playing Nintendo and eating cake like a responsible adult today when it suddenly occurred to me that rivalries are healthy outlets that evade people who don’t like baseball.
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Filed by Devon at 12:04 pm under Pop Culture, Sex Ed, Shameless Plugs, The Arts
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So, I’ve just gotten a bit of a theatre gig, and it’s good money and it fits into a gaping hole in my schedule, and everything’s peachy.
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Filed by Bil at 9:35 am under Damn Hippies, Religion
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Seeing as how Devon and I don’t really have any Easter traditions, and neither do most of the people that we typically hang out with, we decided that Easter Sunday is a great day to have a party. Why not? It’s spring, which means it’s barbeque time, and barbeque time with these particular folks sometimes means Alaskan king crab time, and on this particular afternoon it was, for some, absinthe time. Absinthe is a bright green beverage composed of 70% alcohol that apparently makes you see fairies.
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Filed by Trevor at 4:12 pm under Religion, Shameless Plugs, UU
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Just kidding. Or not, depending on what religious tradition you may come from. I, for one, am soaking up the religious freedom that is still very much alive and well in our fine country. For example:

In other news, I read “This Blessed Lenten Season” at both of my church’s Easter services this morning. It was a packed house and was received very well — it was nice to bring it out and expose it to air. I very rarely do anything of that sort, and I’m thinking perhaps I’d like to make a habit of it. Stay tuned!

Happy Easter to all of you.

Filed by Devon at 11:20 am under Pop Culture
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A few weeks ago, I was working as a sub backstage on a show at the Mercury. One of the actors in the show is a guy I worked with in the summer of ’01 in California. I hadn’t seen him since then, and we had a nice time catching up and laughing about all the people with whom we had worked and where they are now. A jolly good time…until he said something that got me thinking.

“Aaron says, ‘Hi!’ by the way.”
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Filed by Trevor at 8:10 pm under Pop Culture, The Arts
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“With my favorite T-shirt I will try to turn your head, but what makes me a better man can hardly be determined in bed.” — Matt Alber, “The Slow Club”

I had never heard of Matt Alber before attending the Ian Harvie Show last Monday, and his performance was an elegant high point in the middle of an entire evening of elegant high points. Apparently Ian and Margaret Cho have been instrumental in touting Matt’s abilities — I now know why. As I mentioned in my recap of the show, I had the pleasure of meeting him — he is an extraordinarily humble and gentle person, something that transfers beautifully into his music. In my opinion, he has one of the better male voices in the contemporary music scene, a clear, pure voice indicative of his previous involvement in Chanticleer. I’ve had his music playing on a loop all week — it’s addicting.

And he counts Björk as a major influence. Why does this not surprise me?

Matt is the first artist to be signed to the Silver Label, which is the first GLBT imprint in the country. You can listen to some of his earlier work — his new album drops in June — at mattalber.com, and you can also take a peek at his Myspace profile here. While you’re at it, the video below is a live performance filmed at his CD release party at the NancyBoy store in San Francisco:

Filed by Trevor at 8:06 pm under General
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The GLAAD Media Awards are next Saturday at the Kodak Theater — it’s a major event and all of the stars will be out. I am moving to Chicago soon and thus this could be my last chance to attend such a swanky LA function. But tickets are $450. Should I go?

Filed by Bries at 12:40 pm under General, Shameless Plugs
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Were I a superhero, this would be the point in time at which I would burst through a wall dramatically (as opposed to your run-of-the-mill wall bursting) and stand with cocked arms on cocked hips, my chest puffed out in order to draw attention to the large icy blue ‘B’ emblazoned there.

…but I neglected to wear my tights to work today, so instead you get an ineffectual blogtroduction, which is, all in all, much more befitting.

Hi. I’m Bries. I’m the new guy.

So what’s this dude’s deal, you ask? What’s this dude’s deal, indeed. For a primer in Bries (and what a primer it is… I consider it to be, for all intents and purposes, a prerequisite to life) and a bump in the readership to Bries’ other blog (and thus a bump to Bries’ inflated sense of self), click on my name over there –>

Or click on my name over there as soon as it appears (Trevor, help!) –>

[EDIT FROM TREVOR: Done and done!]

Yeah, it’s a myspace page. You got something you wanna say? To my face, even?

But, forging onward: as I concernedly expressed to Trevor upon discussion of my potential contributorship (contributioniation?), as much as I enjoy reading tip your waiter, I worry that I may not be the best boy to play along, as my blogs tend to be those of the smarmy wiseass variety and almost exclusively irrelevant, often for irrelevancy’s sake. Meaning that my contributoriness (contributocity?) will doubtless be stuck in the General category. And Shameless Plugs — I put the ‘me’ back in shameless. And The Arts, oh god, The Arts. But that’s a blog for another day. But Social Issues? Politics? Religion? all those important things? Nay — my inanity (a typo? potentially…) tends to steer clear.

So steel yourself for ridiculous amounts of ego-driven self-deprecation, contrived self-reflexiveness, and other self- things. And convolution. And expansive but poorly used punctuation (and parentheticals). And very little worldliness. Because it’s all about Bries.

…except the punctuation.

Bries.

Filed by Trevor at 8:41 pm under Pop Culture
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This video made my day. Guess who?