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Millennial Love Story

Thanks to Beauty Nursed On Darkness for the blog post, and to The Battered Suitcase, where the poem first appeared.

For information about the form in which this piece was written, please click HERE.
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Scene Et Al: Photographic Evidence Of Adventures ‘Out & About’

Screen Grab from Lina Lecaro's

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Coverage of the Alice in Wonderland party at Royal/T on February 4, 2010

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Clint Catalyst’s Guide To Los Angeles (Interview for Gay.com by Josh Rotter)

DISCLAIMER!

✪ Please Note: ✪

At the time in which this interview was conducted, I didn’t exactly have an unbiased point-of-view.

Friends of mine had recently been laid off—a common occurrence in businesses when things like a “merger” occur… but wounds were still fresh, so to speak.  If not theirs—well, then mine, out of camaraderie.

Rather than call attention to the negative, I hope you’ll be able to apply the aforementioned statement in any instances where it might be [AHEM!] applicable.  As in: flagrantly.

Oh, &…it’s taken numerous attempts for my embarrassingly low-tech ass to get this archived Q & A to post within WP’s established parameters.

:: claws & any other applicable appendages hereby crossed —with— massive thanks to Josh Rotter & Gay.com! ::

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Update re: Pauley Perrette/Staged Reading of The Laramie Project on 10 25 09

First and foremost?

The Laramie Project: 10 Years Later is a phenomenal script.   Written as a follow-up to Tectonic Theater’s docudrama The Laramie Project (2000), the sequel’s premise is an exploration of how Laramie, Wyoming has changed a decade after the brutal murder of Matthew Shepard.

Referred to on the theater’s site as an epilogue, the printed work Perrette (and co) performed on Sunday is the end result of five members of Tectonic — founder Moisés Kaufman, accompanied by Andy Paris, Leigh Fondakowski, Greg Pierotti and Stephen Belber — who sought out the same people they interviewed ten years ago for The Laramie Project and spoke with them again, along with new members of the community.

A portion of these accounts has been edited into a 10 minute clip posted on Tectonic Theater’s YouTube channel. (Link provided for those whom might be interested in subscribing…)

Otherwise, I’ve embedded it here:

In short, The Laramie Project: 10 Years Later posits regional questions, such as “Has Matthew’s murder had a lasting impact on [their] community?” and “How has the town changed as a result of this event?”

Moreover, the play addresses salient topics regarding the nation’s current social climate, through queries such as “What does life in Laramie tell us about life in America 10 years later?”

Now…

Insofar as my promise to post images from Sunday’s reading at Hollywood United Methodist Church, I encountered a bit of a roadblock on that venture—namely, several signs with the statement “There is no photography or recording (video or audio) allowed at this performance” that had been affixed throughout the structure, replete with a sentiment of “Thank you!”

In a different setting, for a different cause, and with a different cast–namely, one in which I don’t have such a formidable level of respect, let alone a personal relationship of any sort?

Truth be told, I probably would have considered it just another “Don’t So Delicious To Do.”

Nonetheless, in this case?

A group shot (courtesy of Richard Settle) will have to suffice, please.&.thanks:

Standing (L-R): Jim Parsons, James Cromwell, Helen Shaver, Pauley Perrette, Christian Clemenson

Seated (L-R): Michael Weatherly, Johnny Galecki, Barrett Foa, Lisa Edelstein, Zachary Quinto and Julie Benz.

A review of the performance awaits

:: ‘Beneath the Cut’ ::

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Pauley Perrette Takes On The Laramie Project: 10 Years Later (TODAY!)

Hey guys–this one’s time-sensitive, so please take note…

I’m attending and will have my own first-person account/commentary later, but want to share this article written by Adam Bryant (of TVGuide.com):


NCISPauley Perrette and more of TV’s biggest stars are banding together for a one-time performance of The Laramie Project: 10 Years Later to benefit the Matthew Shepard Foundation and stand up for gay rights.

Click for More Photos of Perrette

The play is a sequel to The Laramie Project, which was based on the reactions of people in Laramie, Wyo., after Shepard, a 21-year-old gay college student, was murdered there in 1998. The new production revisits the townspeople a decade later and also portrays an interview with one of Shepard’s killers.

The new play began performances across the country on Oct. 12. Perrette said she was approached by a member of her church, Hollywood United Methodist Church, about putting together a reading of the play there. Pretty soon, Perrette’s NCIS co-star Michael Weatherly, The Big Bang Theory‘s Jim Parsons and Johnny Galecki, House‘s Lisa Edelstein, Dexter‘s Julie Benz, HeroesZachary Quinto and Emmy winner Christian Clemenson were all on board.

“We have so many people from so many different shows, which is fun,” Perrette toldTVGuide.com. “Everyone we called was like, ‘I’m in.’ It’s really incredible. We’re just extremely excited, and it’s really amazing to have that many people come together to do something that’s important.”

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It’s All Fun & Games Until…




(WARNING: POTENTIAL ANA “TRIGGER”!) :: O.K., if I told you who cut this video? Bet you guys wouldn’t believe me. Shit is DARK. :: What was intended as dark comedy ended up…well… :: Know this…1) No, anorexia isn’t “cool.” 2) Yes, I inhaled that entire effing can. My friend who shot the footage turned off the “auto-focus” option for whatever artsy-fartsy reason — NOT to blur footage so that I could “cheat.” As a result, I passed it off to someone else to edit. 3) Please don’t ask if this is auto-biographical, and/or to what degree. Take the message for what it is. (And what it is? What you get out of it…or what you don’t, conversely.)


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Archived: The King of What’s Next / Article from Frontiers Magazine

Volume 26, No. 5:

Frontiers magazine : Caroline Ryder

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Clint Catalyst ‘Motors-His-Mouth’ With Designer Jared Gold And Model Julie Meise


Can/Would/Could/Do you DIGG!?

(To Do So, It’s As Easy AS Clicking The “Digg” Hyper-Link Listed Above…
please and thank you!)


CCx

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Perrette’s Syndrome (or: “Pauley P, How I Adore Thee…”)

O.K., scratch that Velveeta-laden alternate title, please.&.thanks…

One of my favorite people on the planet just celebrated a birthday, and–being the technologically-challenged Southerner (euphemism? slow) that I am–there’s other news-worthy blogature about her to be shared that’s embarrassingly long overdue…

Rewinding back to St. Valentine’s Day, 2009

Here’s an image Brian Gordon captured

of the gorgeous Pauley Perrette and her father:

The occasion? A wedding. A commitment ceremony.

In the words of this actress best known for playing the character Abby Sciutto on NCIS,
it was “A Celebration of Love.”


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BITCH! (…Magazine, That Is): Catalyst Included In Coverage of Hilary Goldberg’s Film “In The Spotlight”

From the Winter 2009/Noir issue of Bitch :

bitch magazine

Clint Catalyst,Hilary Goldberg,Michelle Tea

Clint Catalyst,Hilary Goldberg,Michelle Tea

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L.A. Fashion Week: Party at BOXeight

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Hardcore Delirious/Deleterious Glamour

[ Downtown Los Angeles, 7th & San Pedro ]

Audz and me : just hangin’ with the Baseheads, sippin’ with cracked lips
from brown papered-bottles of Night Train . . . Oh yeah!
And, uh, Eric Kroll and his crew

Once The Boys and he hauled Irene’s chair downstairs, I suppose my look turned Bloodthirsty-Barber-Accepting-“Walk-In” — or rather, walk up? — Clients. Said another way? The Baseheads wandered a bit too close to our ‘home base.’ Sidewalk or nay, they were getting a bit too . . . interactive in our production. Mumbling from afar quickly progressed regressed into spittle proximity, so when Mr. Kroll urged me all mad cazh to Turn Up My Crazy, well . . . I amped it to about an 11. In case you were wondering? Flailing 14″ shears are an effective prop if one is aiming for 5150 territory. [ Cue latex-clad emoticon, kplzthnx ]

Sure, out-kooking-the-kooks has its own entertainment value — but I was stoked to be photographed by the fetish-meister after so many years, truth be told. I’ve seen him listed as ‘the most famous fetish photographer alive,’ and I can’t say I’d argue. I mean : images from his book Fetish Girls were made into postcards I remember seeing in airports, for F’s sake.

That tome of T & A — along with several other of his published works — has been on many a coffee table I’ve encountered over the years.

Short of the long? Whatever the case with this eve : it was an “encounter” ; that’s for sure!


[ I think he meant “wooes,” but it’s funnier this way — as in, I’m givin’ her Woe Is Me… ]

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Thanks for the Mammaries…

C.C.’s CAMEO with
“THE QUEEN OF CLEAVE,”
LENORA CLAIRE:

featuring SUPERNOVA OF THE SMALL SCREEN,
ANTOINE DES CAUNES

ON ALLEZ A L.A.,
A PROGRAM VENTURING
‘ROUND THIS CITY OF SMOG & STARDUST
BY
CANAL PLUS T.V. . .

[ as per DESCRIPTION POSTED ON MY YOUTUBE CHANNEL ] :

“European megawatt Antoine De Caunes explored this strange beast we know under the name of Los Angeles, and stumbled upon Future Cult Icon Lenora Claire in the process.

Because any fashion choice I make should be considered The Law — yes, this is sarcasm, kiddies — I was brought in to transform Antoine into the hip party-goer he’s always wanted to be…whether or not he knew it. After all, Lenora’s birthday soirée was just an “intimate little gathering” of her thousand most fabulous friends at none other than the Houdini Mansion.

In other words, jeans and a t-shirt? Just WOULDN’T have cut it.

The hand-painted suit on Mr. De Coines is a one-of-a-kind creation by TonyMech of TonyMech[dot]com, while the black-belt beauty crew responsible for his phenomenal transformation via hair and make-up is none other than Stacey Hummell, Face-Beater Extraordinaire, as well as Irene Urias and Marc Mapile of Hairroin — the virtual locale of which is Hairron Salon.

And on me?

Need I even mention the shrunken top hat was made by Creepsuela Switchletto and my own subtle ensemble another couture creation by Mssr. Jared Gold?

Or uh, Are you guys kind of…CATCHING ON by this point?

[ Envision Appropriate Emoticon ]

x o x o x

C l i n t”

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Snip, Clip, Scan… It’s “Show & Tell” for the 21st Century

O.K., before I have to dial whine-one-one for the waaaahmbulance, please allow me to throw down a disclaimer in hopes that I’ll spare even a single set of phalanges out there clacking terse comments about how I “really need to post this type of information while issues are still on the newsstands…” [ad nauseum, ad nauseum; cue vomitorium]

‘Cause hey—guess what?

I really need to post this shit in a more expeditious manner, man.

Just so happens that–ahem–I might very well have a few issues of my own to deal with. (One of which is the preposition by which the previous sentence just ended, dangling like an unworn pair of silver Les Chiffoniers’ leggings aching for the latest Girl of the Moment to slide into them before dashing out to paint the town bloodshot. It’s as inherent a pairing as Edie Segwick hopped-up on a fistful of whites and having her coiff spray painted Just For The F Of It while donning Balenciaga originials. What other lack of logic explains the perfect sense it makes to purchase what’s essentially a thick pair of pantyhose with a thousand dollar price tag? Not really…but REALLY, babes.)

But oh, that’s but a footnote of damage from a former version of myself in which I worked as a technical writer. A footnote among essays within archives buried deep inside some virtual boneyard we’ll call The Chronicles of the Clintasaurus and opt to visit some other time just dust our hands of it.

.kthanxbai.

At least all this self-aggrandizing material is contained within a single post. Couldn’t give two turds about what ‘they’ might have said about me?

Scroll on; scroll on!

It’s as easy as the pro-Ana mindset by which to skip dessert:
“Does Not Exist.”

What does exist, nonetheless, on the other acrylic claw:

Recent media in which I appear–sometimes but a smidgen; luckier instances full effing-on.

For instance, the following pic and mention in H Magazine is a case of what might be deemed “peripheral press.” Or, to utilize the vernacular of savvy SoCal realtors in sensible shoes: an “adjacent feature.”

Not gonna lie (or “ngl,” for those who speak Millennial): this is one of the first photographs of Mister Glenn Kaino that shows how handsome he is. Not exactly a stranger to the slick and glossy pages of newsstand racks, there’ve been many a magazine where I thought the printed results of the flashbulb-pop just didn’t do him justice. Props to the photographer for capturing why it is his lovely wife CoryLynn went “Whoa”—y’know?

And insofar as my image—the look I ‘turned out’* for bits and pieces of my soul to be sacrificed via Glenn’s manipulation of the bulky/beautiful Polaroid Big Shot favored by Warhol himself?

*’turned out’ by no means appropriating cred as if this was my own creation! Au contraire, it was the make-up of Stacey Humell; the cut/color/extensions of scissormeister Irene Urias of Hairroin, Hollywood’s hottest salon (www.hairroinsalon.com), and–excluding the Westwood brooch–another cerebellum-melding, history-making, custom couture creation by the genius Jared Gold

(moving right along…)

Big deal if I’m “giving away too many of my secrets” by sharing this delicious little inside joke—it friggin’ slaughters me how many people took the ‘pomp and pout’ of the picture at face value. I mean, if I’m going to rock an outfit, hair and make-up that ostentatious… how could I not get “in character”?

What ELSE would I do? Smile like a politician and “compassionately” hold a stranger’s baby?

And in the meantime, reword “Let Them Eat Cake” into something more…inclusive…in tone?

yeahRIIIGHT.

It’s like this: one wink or nudge of the elbow during the Polaroid shoot, or Nhat Nguyen’s studio takes thereafter in which I “amped the prance” so high; by foppish standards it was even off-the-charts, or even a single word cluing in ‘The Children’ a la Interwebz? (No worries now: it’s been months… and while it’s a hasty generalization, yes: gnats have better attention spans than they do, for the most part.)

Let’s face the music, sweetcheeks:

Simply wouldn’ta worked.

Art versus Artifice // Appearance versus Reality // Truth Revealed Through a Guise // Everything Is “Real”—Though What Of It Is Lies?

So many motifs swirling around in my head like a majorette’s glitter-fringed baton at half-time…

Yet all of them beg the question, it seems:

Exactly who or what is this ‘Clint Catalyst’ supposed to be, anyway?

And why would it even matter if he (and I) weren’t among the ‘Lucky Ones’ in Flaunt magazine, issue 96?

I’ll tell ya what it was like when I spot-checked the (who cares if it’s a mere thumb-nail sized) pic, standing there, thumbing through the pricey pages in the Echo Park 7-11:

the second I saw my little powder blue top hat (by L.A.’s premier Gothic Cholita, Creepsuela Switchletto: “big ups” to my shiv-wieldin’ glamour sis), I felt a surge of validation sweep over me like the frost-bitten clouds fleeing a freezer behind me as some nameless faceless customer opened then sealed shut the door.

No doubt this earth-shattering, molar-splitting, life-changing moment is fraught with layers of meaning… but c’mon, isn’t everything? (Unless, of course, it’s deconstructed to the bloodless core of nothingness—but that’s so Small-Town-Liberal-Arts-School-Curriculum-For-30K+-A-Year-Of-Make-Believe, I’d rather just ‘keep it real’ and say

Mostest Massive thanks to Photographer Melissa Manning and Flaunt magazine!

Shit you nunca, y’all: that was wickedcool of you, and was “Really Saying Something…”

[Fun.Boy.Three.From.This.One.Here.]

Verbose? Hell yes. I conquer “tl;dr” pussywillows one paragraph at a time—deal with it, or head off for culturally-stimulating activities like an episode of “Cops” or a Budweiser-fueled swirly-go-’round-and-then-down on the Sunset Strip’s Mechanical Bull.

“I.D.G.I,” arseholians. (Said, of course, with the deepest affection…)

Besides: this is kind of like, my diary…yo?

All the same, there’s somethin’ I gotta tell you, though: the printwork I’m most stoked about as of late is a two-page editorial in the latest Lipstick Prophets catalog/magazine.

Here’s one of the images from the spread…

Copies are available through LipstickProphets.com for a scant 2 1/2 bones — and that’s with free shipping and handling, dearlings.

With the American economy in the shitter as it is, at least somebody’s followed my lead regarding “Other Humanitarian Acts That Require Little or No Effort.”

The Clint’s Notes version?

Have passport; will travel. ‘Handling’ is subjective terminology best discussed in lush, exotic locales—and, as with everything else in life, varies from individual to individual (all the while assured that we’re treated equally: It is, after all, the American Way!).

Air Kisses and Ass Kissing,

CC “Giving You” L.A.

in the best of

worst of

ways

(and vice-versa)

Lenora Claire and Clint Catalyst

“Cult icons Lenora Claire and Clint Catalyst at the Houdini Mansion in Hollywood!”

-psyclona23 from YouTube

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