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Things You Should Know...Tonight And Otherwise

5 July, 2008, 05:34 am in "Nightlife / Events"

Sleep-deprived, eyes feel like my corneas have been fried by my monitor, just spent something like a 9 hour span working on what less than 15 minutes after my marathon of fingerprints I'm already thinking was a lame concept to develop.

EVEN WORSE? MY INABILITY TO UTILIZE APOSTROPHES, COLON AND QUOTATION MARKS WITHIN THIS BLOG.

Realllllly hurts my feelings.

Update(colon) I just discovered the same thing happens with ellipses!

The moment I hit POST, my text becomes riddled with obnoxious symbols, which bugs almost as much as

Cest le Mort.

posts WITH the apostrophe intact.

First lemme get this outta the way:

By clintcatalyst1 at 2008-07-05

As an art fag, yeah: Im backin it.
O.K., full appreciation, Ill admit.

Plus The Uh, Phrase Most Anticipated turns up the heat
That Much Higher

An A.D.D. Addled Aries Having Concentration Issues

Never. Heard. Of It.

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(O.K., NOW IM FURIOUS...IVE SPENT ALMOST TWO HOURSGOING BACK THROUGH THIS TEXT AFTER POSTING IT AGAIN AND AGAIN AND DISCOVERING ENTIRELY NEW SETS OF SYMBOLS HAVE APPEARED.

ITS 10 MINUTES UNTIL 7 AM, THE URGENCY/IMPETUS BEHIND ME WRITING THIS POST WHEN I'VE STILL GOT PAGES TO GO ON A SCRIPT WAS/IS IN SUPPORT OF MY FRIENDS, BUT SUCK-ASS COMPUTER BLOGGING SYSTEM: WHITE FLAG, RIGHT HERE.

BESOS, EVERYONE! MY ANGER WILL BE GREATLY SOFTENED BY A PILLOW. ALRIGHTellipses... I hope you'll please be so kind as to brave the clutter thrown into my words.

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Now(ellipses), back to the regular scheduled program...x o x

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Here Comes The Part Where I Get To Brag About My Friends(ellipses)

MASSIVE CONGRATS to that dang adorable LIZ McGRATH �-who(apostrophe)s not only one of my favorite visual artists, but also the lead singer of Miss Derringer. Because I adore the poopsmear outta her, I can�t help but give a big HOLLAH over their front page feature in www.spinner.com this week. I�m not an aol person, but allegedly this is the most downloaded site for music on-line(ellipses)

Whatever the case, Black Tears is bitchen. and seeing a friend succeed makes me happy, indeed.

And Now.

More furious than ever over my forced grammatic atrocities

Here Comes The Part Where I Tell You Whats CHOICE Tonight(ellipses)

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Nightcrawlers, Style Fiends, Socialites and Scene Queens:

File this one under MUST, as its an unexpected diversion from all those clubs youre Sooo Over,

or an early-evening option that�s workable if you have to break your slumber early Sunday morn.

For you die-hards, however? Get In Outfit, and
consider this your Starting Point for making the proverbial �Rounds�:

Cocktails And Cute Art (dash) With An Even Cuter Crowd!

Just in case you missed the memo:
Hairroin is the white-hot epicenter of WIN

The most innovative crew of Scissormeisters in town,
Who are ON the IT before it�s even begun (ellipses)

Owner Janine Jarman is one of five contestants in this year�s
Oh Shit. What�s it called?
National Competition / Vegas This Year / Category: Avant Garde

Out of hundreds of applicants, it�s now down to the Final Five.

I SAY: HIT IT, and GO GET IT,
Double J! x o x

It�s L.D.O.* that I�M HOOKED�

*��Like, Duh, Obviously!��

And speaking of Hooked,

FAVORITE LOOK OF THE MONTH
Goes To:

(Photo credit: Josh Weiss)

A member of R.A.I.D., upon their invasion at the brilliant CLUB BOOTIE:

The Once-A-Month,
Mashed-Up, Smashed-Up
Favorite Club Night in The City
(And TRUST: I Wouldn�t Anoint Such A Title Unless I�m fully backin-it�)

(Or obscene amounts of money were offered me. I mean: JUST SAYIN��

Is happening again, TONIGHT
at The Echoplex�

Their 3-Year Annniversary Party last month was effing fantastic.

I went with my pals Pedro Z and the Never-Ceases-To-Be-Stunning Adele Mildred:

Milliner. Clothing Designer. Visual Artist� and
Pastel Pirate for the night.

Lawd, I love this girl�

www.adelemildred.com

Outlasted both of 'em on the dance-floor, though.
I�m telling you, and I�m telling you now:
HOME SKILLET HAD SOME ISSUES THAT SERIOUSLY NEEDED
TO GET THE F-BOMB WORKED ON OUT. OUT

With my O.G. Bitches DJ Adrian

and The Mysterious D at the decks,
slingin� siiiick-ass mixes of tracks
that normally wouldn�t rub shoulders with each other�
let alone get layered-up and thrown down?

Keep it Fully D.L. re: my headshrinker, but I think burning
down the floor did more than an obscenely-priced office visit.
Maybe two of them, even.

Hey -� CHECK IT:
Blogster Aman of Aman-About-Town
Really Is�

And I ain�t mad about it!

If I Have To Tell You How or Why It�s Funny, It Isn�t.

And look who else I found hauntin� around?

Mr. DrunkRockers of the Dot Com Himself:

�What�s in a name,�� though. Riiight?

What�s in a name, asks Clint Catalyst, rhetorically.

O.K.reallyNOWiMUSTsleep

Slingin mad affection your direction,

And HOPE TO SEE SOME OF MY PEEPS UP IN THERE THIS P of M!

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She's "Got Enough Snap In Her Garters..."

24 June, 2008, 07:44 pm in "Internet Friends, Internet Foes"

To pull off a look few can:

How adorable is that damn Eliza with her new haircut?

Among all the frickin' internet rivalry on the web (YAWN), I can't help but be stoked when someone with her own "history"/internet presence comes along who not only initiates a conversation regardless of any preconceived notions [translation: gossip] about me, but ends up being really supportive and effing entertaining as well.

In what I refer to as
'Millennial Newspeak,'

"ELIZA CUTS = WIN.

IMHO,

JSYN..."

etc.

Oh and, before any a-holes roll out their "H8R" obnoxicon in response?

Being kind does NOT equal "ass-kissing."

She made this buzznet clip after we'd spent time getting to know each other via (as she mentions in the video) extensive/exhaustive telephone conversations in addition to the FearlessRadio.com interview conducted.

Her haircut is adorable as Sweet F.A.; the notion that complimenting someone--or even acknowledging another person's act(s) of kindness--is "ass kissing" is not only ludicrous, but also astoundingly retrograde thinking for a demographic that prides itself as being so "independant" [sic] and "compassionate" (according to urbandictionary.com's definition--written, ironically enough, by a self-proclaimed 'millennial' herself).

As far as I'm concerned, it takes a helluva lot more energy and time to bicker than it does to be kind-- if not merely tolerant.

Don't get me wrong: I'm a human being with my own character defects (including snarky remarks-- if not downright bitchy comments)...and yes, I've got my own 'short list' of people I dislike.

I'm not perfect, nor do I want to be.

In fact, I often quote Plath's line "Perfection is terrible [;] it cannot have children..." Apart from its function in her famous poem "The Munich Mannequin," the notion is fraught with layers of meaning. In this context, I'm referencing it to reinforce my belief that if I "knew everything"--or were "perfect"--I don't see what the point would be in living.

Rather than ramble on further about Plato and his philosophy regarding 'The Form' versus 'forms,'--or the rhetorical question of my own that if we were to reach the proverbial apex, where would we have to go from there/what else would we have to aspire for--I'll bring this entry to a close by stating my belief in both clear and succinct terms.

All these "CeWebrity Battles,"
this bickering over "e-fame,"
the hatred of strangers that borders on
obsession?

When I witness/hear of so many (ahem) Web Celebs absorbed for countless hours, talking smack about their "peers" on Stickam--a virtual locale I've come to think of as the cesspool of the internet?

It can't help but think it 's not just counter-productive; on a fundamental--if not greater --level, it discredits their own existence as 'true talents.' In fact, IT DISCREDITS THEM AS INDIVIDUALS altogether, IF THE MEDIUM through which they're communicating (aforementioned site) AND MESSAGE ("I'm the best, but here's what's bad about blah-blah-blah...") ARE THE SAME.

Wit, irony, satire...even biting commentary?

Complete advocate, right here. If anything, I encourage it.

But there's a difference between a "spoof" and plain' ol' "shit talkin." And it's vast.

Kudos to Eliza for last week's three hour segment on "internet notoriety"--especially the implicit opportunity she gave for her guests to be presented as 'equals' with a Tabula Rasa: an unprejudiced, clean slate.

At the end of the day, if someone opts to loathe me, the prerogative exists.

Though as the cliche' about resentments goes:

It's as if you're ingesting the poison, and expecting me to be killed from it.

Very Best Regards,
CCx

and LOVE LOVE LOVE to

elizacuts.buzznet.com

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FINE, Already...STIC-kam, Ma'am

23 June, 2008, 09:11 am in "Stickam"

It's official.

Jared Gold and I will be subjecting ourselves to the Stickam madness this afternoon/evening at "5 on the East; 8 on the West."

We're appearing as guests on Audrey Kitching's show, and--considering I've had a whopping two hours of sleep due to [ahem] this little problem I have called 'procrastination,'

no doubt I'll exhibit all the charm, intelligence and wit of an elementary school brat.

(As if that's anything different... riiight?)

www.stickam.com/audreykitching

On a considerably more eloquent note:

Did any of you tune in/download my interview by Eliza Cuts on "This Deliberate Life"
(broadcast via
www.fearlessradio.com)?

If not, and you're even mildly curious:
it's available as a free podcast/download

dated 06.17.08

from the Fearless Radio site.

(I'm the first victim among the line-up, so my A.D.D.-addled yammering starts within a few minutes of 'Part 1.')

I've gotta admit:
that dang Eliza handled the show with impressive prowess --
especially considering it was merely her second time "hosting" solo!

Gotta bolt now...but

"See" some of y'all soon?
(STICK-in' the cam, doncha know)

Until then--

Muchos Besos,
Catalottalisp!

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Hotter Than Tartarus Up In My Humble Abode...

19 June, 2008, 06:15 am in "Parties"

Yesterday, that is. Today I'm rockin' my little window unit for all it's worth.

Before I gab on about Lenora Claire's Birthday Party Last Friday, The Thirteenth

I've gotta lay out this sitch...cause seriously? Somethin' around 24 hours ago?

It seemed as if Dante decided to expound upon the canonized nine, starting with a 'Tenth Circle' update just for me
and "the 2.0 of it all."

Yes, we all know about the temperature in L.A.;

Yes it's a pain-in-the-posterior to hear people complain....

But it was, what? Somewhere in the triple digits yesterday?

and the WALL UNIT HEATER

IN MY LIVING ROOM

WAS ON,

belching out a steady stream of its own furious temperature

to accompany the afternoon's 'Greenhouse Effect'
already living up to its name quite well

Note to self: Queer-Bait, HANG UP THOSE EFFING CURTAINS! kthanx.

AND THE [enter expletive of your choice] SIMPLY WOULDN'T TURN OFF.

I felt I'd become an unwilling participant of Bikram Yoga -- except I wasn't chanting and doing backbends; I was cussing and fanning my tomato-hued face with a copy of V magazine.

Fortunately, I managed to coax a maintenance man to 'come to my rescue,' same-day service. But unfortunately? That meant I couldn't abandon the sweat box to seek solace at a friend's place, in a coffee shop, or-- oh, I don't know...down the street at "Rough Trade: Sex, Leather and Spurs"?

Jeezis, it just dawned on me how histrionic this post is thus far.

And speaking of HISTRIONICS - -

How about a clip of the incomparable James St. James

to keep the 'drama quotient' as high as...

The Houdini Mansion in the Hollywood Hills?

Give it a little look-see, and you'll find cameos sprinkled throughout of Dirk Mai (whom I've been known to refer to as 'The Artist Formerly Known As Fingers Crossed',' among a strand of other nicknames), Wilhemina model Sara Mohr,
and THAT DAMN AUDREY KITCHING.
(I mean, Who the F does she think she is? SHEESH!)

While I heart Lenora--and no doubt, she's got a separate fan club for those mams-o-plenty themselves--I was fortunate to be hangin' at that eldritch abode earlier in the day for a separate matter altogether.
(Hints: TV cameras, a feature ALL ABOUT HER status as a 'subcultural icon', and a high-profile European Host. Hrmmm...)

Nonetheless, reality T.V.'s an unpredictable beast (and when it comes to convoluted fine print? Full disclosure that I'm guilty of pulling the ol ' TLsemicolonDR myself)-- hence, I'm not quite sure what's verboten and what I can or share with my OVERWHELMING READERSHIP (kidding, guys! RELAX ALREADY) on the interwebz at this juncture in time.

I can, however, share some snapshots sent my way. (Big ups to photographers who don't just claim they'll do that shit--they [gasp!] actually *do* it, instead.)

One kind gent--with a painstakingly decorated Polaroid classic in tow, by the way-- captured a flashbulb's worth of my soul in
this, a work by Chet B:

Of course, now I wish I would have taken a photo of him with that killer cam (D.I.Y. or die!) -- but that would have been the sensible, easy thing to do.

I've come to terms with the fact that oftentimes I create obstacles for myself rather than just heading straight to the mark.

So, MARK THIS, Em Effers:

myspace.com/thelbcandlastreetscene

Among your browser bookmarks, natch.

Next up in my rant? (This here is my space, lazy Millenials. You can TL semicolon DR my honky ass!)

Behold the lovely lady on the right, who is none other than Irene Urias of Hairroin Salon. This betch is brilliant, and a major part of the best GLAM SQUAD in town - -
ain't no doubt about it.

Thanks muches to James Michael Gomez for zappin' this one at me.

And here's a genius detail: in case his name isn't setting off any police sirens in your mam-- I mean, memory?

He's the last person featured in the J.S.J. video clip, sporting one of my all-time favorite fashion accessories.
Shit like that ain't seasonal;
it's straight-up STREET CRED.

Now that summer has descended her scorching UV rays upon us, I truly hope he wears shorts every day and werks the Sweet F.A. outta it.

(Whoever claims LiLo isn't a trend-setter can squat on down and BITE ME!)

But until then - -

Cruise on by

jamesplayshimself.blogspot.com

(Choice of font hue a little nod to the district,
IfYouKnowWhatIMean.)

Otherwise, I'LL be SEEING YA AROUND --

x o x o x

Gossip Girl, with an extra X
(rating)

on me: Jacket by Jared Gold; miniature top hat by Winter Rosebudd

UPDATE!

GORGEOUS SLIDE SHOW OF LENORA CLAIRE
(Whom I'd Deem A 'Fruit-Fly,' Not 'Fag-Hag'...
Though Honestly? I Think She's Too Cool To Care)

(I mean...seriously: This Betch Is On Fiiiiiire!)

INCLUDING THIS CREW O' NE'ER-DO-WELLs:

(Harumph!)

UP NOW ON LAWEEKLY.COM,
THANKS TO THE LOVELY LINA LECARO.

(Curious to see the other slew of guests? We actually bailed early due to other commitments--
so some of these were a surprise to me, as well!)

And people claim L.A. has no "underground scene."

How about THIS SEGMENT OF THE POPULATION then, peeps?

Perhaps I'm mistaken, but umm...
I spy not one thread of 'Abercrombie' or 'Juicy.'

et tu?
[envision accent mark over "u" that's denied by this html]

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Jared Gold Video Clip On Threadbanger.com

14 June, 2008, 06:07 pm in "Fashion, How To, Style"

The photograph? An image of an image. That's me projected on the screen ,while gabbing with the crowd before and after "Czarina."
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O.K., it's no great secret that I'm a Jared Gold junkie. I mean, hell-- the photo of me top and center of this page?

His phenomenal talent (every. single. layer -- and believe me: there were many), his styling... even his hand print in tempera across my frickin' face.

Sure, we're friends--but truth be told, I met him first as a 'fan.'

People who construct things of beauty with their hands astound me: painters, sculptors, photographers (lighting, concept, set or set-up: it's more than just 'pushing a button,' contrary to what some people think) and yep...clothing designers, as well.

And if they're designers of Mr. Gold's caliber?

It's more than just something I love so much, it borders on melting my corneas.

The extravagant creations he executes by fabric, the disparate concepts he marries via presentation:

the mind-bending, molar-splitting, sensory overload I experience?

That's what I esteem to do with words.

Alright, enough of the gushing; I'll be the first to admit I'm verbose.

Instead, let me introduce you all to the Threadbanger crew -- crafty, cute as Sweet F.A.,.. and admirers of Mr. Gold themselves:

O.K., I've seen some more-than-decent D.I.Y. sites-- but these kids are cooler than dry ice. Fuh real...

I've wanted to learn how to sew since I-Can't -Even-Remember-When, but am so obsessed with accouterments, there's an inherent fear I'd get nothing else done. I mean, I'm an Aries with A.D.D. who has three unfinished book projects as it is...

Throw another distraction my way, and I might very well become the most well-dressed homeless person in the city!

However, for those of you who do know how to sew?

If the site was fun for me to navigate, I can't imagine how you couldn't 'get off' on all the How-To videos, interviews with designers from burgeoning status to pro, and eagerness to interact with other crafty folks.

Not only that? They rock Janome machines.

I've heard rumors the company might release an edition that's designed by The Almighty Mister Gold, and if that comes to fruition?

F-Bomb any notion of 'restraint.' I know myself well enough to know I'll have no choice in the matter. There's a consumerist microchip ensconced somewhere in the quagmire of my brain that takes over in such situations, demanding

MUST. PURCHASE. NOW.

Much to my chagrin, I've got the credit card bills to prove it.

Check it:

www.threadbanger.com

I mean, their logo alone? Sew effin' cool.

Love. LOVE. LOVE!

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