SISSY BOUNCE:
New Orleans Phenom Not Sweeping the Nation

Several months back, my friend Andy mentioned a New Orleans musical genre known as Sissy Bounce. Now, like most locals with a pulse, I know something about Bounce, and I’m totally familiar with sissies, having been one most of my life. But Sissy Bounce–that is, Bounce by tranny rappers–was new. Alas, Andy didn’t have too much info to share or any samples of the genre, so I kinda forgot about it.

Over the Memorial Day weekend, though, Mr. Toots flounced into town. As a boss-level expert in both boy-kissing and Bounce, he knew a good deal about the topic and directed me to this comparatively lengthy discussion of the genre. Embedded in that story is a link to the MySpace page of Katey Red–the only tranny-esque rapper in the piece–and a video of her in action that looks like it was recorded in Quintron’s basement (aka the Spellcaster). There’s also a link and a video for Sissy Nobbyy, who’s definitely a sissy, but not a tranny:

Check the split/booty bounce around 2:20

There are other links to rappers Big Freeda and the rather studly Vockah Redu–both of whom are pretty clearly gay, though not trannies.

At first, I was kinda disappointed that only one of the four performed in drag. I mean, hello? Tranny rappers? What could be hotter? But on the other hand, being an out gay guy in Bounce might be even more transgressive than rapping in ladyface. Either way, it’s a really interesting phenomenon.

If you’ve got more info or some mp3s, drop me a line, yo!

You know how in Lovecraft there are all those unspeakable things shambling about, making incomprehensible noises, and the hero sits there slack-jawed, wanting the nightmare to end? That’s my day. Except the “unspeakable things” are phone calls and deadlines and people who stand three feet outside my door to have loud cell phone conversations in which they recount every single thing they did over the Memorial Day weekend WHILE I AM TRYING TO COMPLETE A DESIGN PROJECT AND HAUL MY ASS TO A 3:00 MEETING THAT IS 90 MILES AWAY. Also: I am not slack-jawed.

Dear goddess, make it stop.

BAD THINGS HAPPEN WHEN I AM LEFT UNATTENDED

During the boyfriend‘s absence, I have:

• Helped put together a fabulous reading of Reform School Girls (so fabulous that it may, in fact, return in a fully staged form).
• Announced our company’s next show (A Place in the Sun, y’all).
• Raised a chunk of change for one of our actresses so the chemo won’t make her hurl.
• Watched (and betted on) hamsters racing across a pool table.
• Watched grown men in drag wrestling in a kiddie pool full of Spaghetti-Os (which was just as pretty as it sounds).
• Seen more tragic messes than I care to recall.
• Met one adorable reader of this site.
• Watched Spirited Away for, like the 10,000th time because I just can’t get enough of that freakin train.
• Napped.
• Written moderately amusing things for other people.
• Limited my daily caloric intake to 2000 (which is seriously rare for me).
• Found my old Sega Dreamcast, but not the discs that go along with it.
• Dabbed sweat from my brow. Repeatedly.

GEIGH

And now, my own gay video offering of gayness to you on this gayest of gay holiday weekends. Gay:

I didn’t think the gauzy photo could get any queenier. Then I remembered Babs.

THE HORROR, THE SOUNDLESS HORROR

Wherein a Best Buy employee tries to show three chicks in the car audio department that he can freak with the best of them:

http://embed.break.com/NTA2MTky

Via BB, natch.

MY FAVORITE ITEM FROM TODAY’S PICAYUNE

The mystery of what caused the death of a 46-year-old man and a 57-year-old woman found in the rear of a home at 3124 Orleans Avenue was solved today when an autopsy revealed the two died of stab wounds….

“There were more than 10 stab wounds in each body,” [investigator John] Gagliano said.

Police Wednesday said the bodies were too badly decomposed to determine their identities or the cause of death.

–full ridiculousness at NOLA.com

Now, I know I’m not Quincy MD or anything, but how badly can a body decompose in 24 freakin’ hours? And even if the bodies were a little melty-melty, wouldn’t ten knife-sized bloody holes in someone’s t-shirt give the officers a clue?

Today’s other humdinger of a headline: House votes to repeal helmet law for motorcyclists.

IN CASE YOU FORGOT. SOMEHOW.

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Running With Scissors’ cast of cut-ups return to their juvenile and delinquent roots for a one-night-only staged reading of the cult classic Reform School Girls. Seating is limited for this special event—the company’s annual fundraiser—so make your reservations early!

Reform School Girls tells the story of Jenny Williams, a good girl with bad taste in men who lands at Pridemore Juvenile Facilities. It’s a rough and tumble world inside those cinderblock walls, filled with potential friends and even more potential enemies—notably leather-clad Charlie, lecherous Nurse Edna, and domineering ultravixen, Warden Sutter (played by punk rocker Wendy O. Williams, Warhol girl Pat Ast, and cult queen Sybil Danning, respectively, in the film). Will Jenny survive on The Inside? And how many will perish under Edna’s evil reign? Join Brad Caldwell, Bob Edes, Jr., Donald Lewis, Jack Long, Sean Patterson, Brian Peterson, Lisa Picone, Dorian Rush, Cammie West, and Liz Zibilich to find out!

Also that night: Running With Scissors will host an awesome raffle, with fabulous prizes! Proceeds will benefit company member Lisa Picone (she’s in chemo, y’all, and those wigs ain’t cheap!). That means you can support two great causes in one lil’ ol’ evening!

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