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*Attention*
Casting call is underway for another fabulous Mr. Peenee Production to be staged at the elegantly well-appointed club My-O-My. Anyone familiar with Peenee Productions knows of the director’s penchant for lavish stage designs, over the top costumery, chorus boys, liveliness and vivacity of imagination and top-notch-first-rate-performers.
The master is currently auditioning semi-professional trannie entertainresses for the upcoming Coco Vreeland headlined dragaganza entitled, “You're Too Big for Polka Dots”.
Better hurry and get down on Peenee’s casting couch, as he doesn’t like filling last minute slots. Listen ladies this is a star-making opportunity not to be missed so get your acts together. Stage names and musical arrangements required!
R.I.P. BOZO:
On a gloomy Fourth of July, I’m doing what I usually do, lying in bed watching porn and obsessively switching channels.
Stop! Stop right there.
I navigate back to the image that peaked my interest.
There! Right there.
A familiar image. It’s my good good friend Bozo. You know the clown? Dead at 83. I hadn’t spoken to Bozo in a while but the last conversation seemed to be on an upbeat note.
Recovering from an addiction is a nasty thing and one should support friends with nasty addictions. Bozo was a little blue and not because he had used too much blue grease paint but because of his forced retirement from show business.
The call of applause and the adoration of millions of children is an evil vice. He never recovered. Sadly his last days were spent in the isolation of center ring on the sun porch of the Chicago Sunnyvale Celebrity Clown Community Retirement Center.
I’ll miss you Bozo.
Now where did I put that frame. Gotta get you into a frame and on the wall. The wall of autographed dead celebrity framed photos that grows ever more cramped by the day.
A shrine really.
Bozo Obit
Stop! Stop right there.
I navigate back to the image that peaked my interest.
There! Right there.
A familiar image. It’s my good good friend Bozo. You know the clown? Dead at 83. I hadn’t spoken to Bozo in a while but the last conversation seemed to be on an upbeat note.
Recovering from an addiction is a nasty thing and one should support friends with nasty addictions. Bozo was a little blue and not because he had used too much blue grease paint but because of his forced retirement from show business.
The call of applause and the adoration of millions of children is an evil vice. He never recovered. Sadly his last days were spent in the isolation of center ring on the sun porch of the Chicago Sunnyvale Celebrity Clown Community Retirement Center.
I’ll miss you Bozo.
Now where did I put that frame. Gotta get you into a frame and on the wall. The wall of autographed dead celebrity framed photos that grows ever more cramped by the day.
A shrine really.
Bozo Obit
Mack Daddy:
Through a course of conversation with a Mrs. Threadgill last night I decided something. Something very definite...something revelatory and binding. If for some reason I should ever return to the stage...my costumes simply must...must...be created by Bob Mackie.
Speaking of Mackie has anyone heard from Mitzi Gaynor lately? She had like forty-eleven dozen television specials back in the day...here’s a Must see Mitzi Montage that features Mitzi doing some signature Mitzi moves all while wearing the often avant garde creations by Mackie.
I Need Another Bump:
Thombeau at FABULON recently found himself explaining the 70's dance craze, The Bump. I myself was recently placed in this unpleasant position of having to not only explain but also to demonstrate this uncomfortable maneuver.
Aint Gonna Bump No More With No Big Fat Woman
Many mornings headed to school were made much more entertaining by listening to the latest novelty fad.
Bertha Butt Boogie
They just don’t create cheap thrill novelty dance fads anymore...these poor kids today...they have absolutely no novelty fad legacy to fondly remember one day in their old age. Oh wait...yes they do...Disney’s High School Musicals I & II. Because I’m FABULOUS ...LALALALALALA... FABULOUS.
Aint Gonna Bump No More With No Big Fat Woman
Many mornings headed to school were made much more entertaining by listening to the latest novelty fad.
Bertha Butt Boogie
They just don’t create cheap thrill novelty dance fads anymore...these poor kids today...they have absolutely no novelty fad legacy to fondly remember one day in their old age. Oh wait...yes they do...Disney’s High School Musicals I & II. Because I’m FABULOUS ...LALALALALALA... FABULOUS.
Daliah Lavi:
"Born in Shavei Zion, Israel, Daliah Lavi studied ballet in Stockholm, Sweden, where she appeared in her first film: Hemsöborna (1955). Returning to Israel, her career took off properly in 1960, when she started appearing in a large number of European and American productions. Fluent in several languages, she has been in German, French, Italian, Spanish and English-language films. Lavi's film appearances include Mario Bava's gothic classic La Frusta e il corpo (1963), the role of The Girl in Lord Jim, and the first Matt Helm movie The Silencers (1966). However, her most famous role is probably as 'The Detainer/007' in Casino Royale (1967) opposite Woody Allen."
Info Courtesy:Wikipedia...
" Daliah Lavi remains a slightly enigmatic person. An ex-model who did not bother to pose for studio photographic sessions; an actress who traveled constantly to keep working but who casually antagonised Hollywood by roundly declaring that she hated the place; a woman who twice abandoned a successful career to succeed at something different Daliah Lavi does not fit into any conventional category."
Info Courtesy: Love Goddess...
Daliah Lavi at her most glamorous singing about Jerusalem wearing a printed silk two piece halter top pant/skirt combo.
Jerusalem:
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