Adam Baran

The new issue of Butt Magazine is out now at your finer book selling establishments. My contribution this month is an interview with famous portrait artist Don Bachardy, who was more well-known at first for being the very young lover of pioneering gay author Christopher Isherwood, of whom I am a huge fan. Bachardy’s story is a truly remarkable one. Not only did he lead an active sexual life in Hollywood in the 50’s, of which he recounted to me in graphic, wonderful detail, he and Isherwood then led a truly courageous life as an out gay couple in Hollywood. This was all the more shocking to so-called decent Hollywood society because of their age difference - Bachardy was 18 when he first met Isherwood, who was then 49, on the beach in Santa Monica. I was incredibly intimidated to meet him, having long been an admirer of all the work he’s done to preserve Chris’ (as Bachardy calls him, so I will to) legacy, editing journals of articles about him, and insisting on the publication of Chris’ diaries unedited, as well as participating in a forthcoming documentary about their relationship, titled Chris and Don.

It’s a really unique story, and filled with juicy details about sex with Isherwood and others, so as not to disappoint Butt Readers. We also discussed his unique portraiture and the way that Chris’ influence and fame and star connections allowed him to flourish as an artist. He’s quick and sharp and doesn’t miss a trick, and his story of growing older with Isherwood and his life, both day-to-day and sexual, post-Isherwood, is really an amazing one.

Let me know what you think!

It’s late and i just went to see the dirty projectors at mercury lounge, who were awesome - definitely check out their new record Rise Above, and also this other great band Ecstatic Sunshine who’s CD i bought because it’s called Freckle Wars. Then i went to get a turkey burger at rush hour and then I was walking home and I dropped it on the ground - like the NYC sidewalk, and I stared at it and some awful high heeled girls in party dresses walked by and laughed, and since turkey burgers take so long to make I stared at it for a few seconds and was just like “Ten second rule.” It may be the riskiest thing I’ve ever done. I am worried now I’ll get sick from eating it. It tasted fine, and I only ate half of it because eventually I did get grossed out from it. And meanwhile while I’ve been busy thinking about possibly moving to LA, I’ve been all no, New York is so awesome, etc, but I mean, LA can’t be any worse than living in the hyper-trendy neo-Meatpacking district of the LES. The people are just so hateful and there’s nothing I hate worse than hateful people.

Here’s info on one of the places these awful trendoids gather at the trough:

Ugh, kill yourself! Good night!

Been obsessed with both the song and the video for the past few days. The singer is adorable!

Patty Smyth

or Patti Smith.

I literally have no idea.

Wouldn’t it be lovely if nobody had to work ever? Or at least if I didn’t have to?

PS. Clip is from “The Lonely Lady,” Pia Zadora’s Razzie-sweeping trash masterpiece. And one of my favorite films.

Two clips comprise “Father’s Day,” the first and best sequence from George Romero and Stephen King’s EC Comics inspired collaboration “CREEPSHOW.” Enjoy!

I just love how the matriarch pronounces the word scones. I also love that disco song “Don’t Let Go” that everyone dances to while the zombie Grampa is making his way towards the house. Does anyone know what that song is? I would love an MP3 or any leads.