The Sassy Gay Friend Strikes Back

The Second City is at it again; this time, I'm not so sure it was a good decision.

Like many people lost in the realms of YouTube, Second City enjoyed brief facebook fame a few weeks back when the Sassy Gay Friend: Hamlet edition began raping my newsfeed more than Farmville. Attempting to do it again, Second City has just uploaded a Sassy Gay Friend for Juliet Capulet.

I'm not a fan of this one, I liked that the first video was far less complicated. I must admit, this new video has a few catchy nuances, but it just seems a bit more rehearsed. Sorry guys, but the smell of desperation is not a cute one.

Hamlet Goes Viral

I didn't like this video at first, but it's just one of those viral necessities that grows on you after hearing it resonate through the sea of office computers about 20 times an hour. Intellectual wit turns me on, and I'm newly attracted to coworkers now after learning that they had a basic grasp of Hamlet.

This video comes only days after I learned about Second City and the truly high-larious things they manage to pull off. Anyhow, Brian Gallivan is a riot. The kind of sassy gay friend I'd like to have one day when I'm pushing 40. Until then, I'll have this.

Bares + Shirts = Backwards

Broadway Bares is probably one of the most exciting things that I look forward to every year. Seeing all of my talented crushes prance around on stage in their privies has to be the most raw form of entertainment (pun intended!) this side of the Hudson. I'm certain that this past year, I wasn't the only gay man on the dancefloor questioning my sexuality when the sight of the Blickenstaff/Foster boob-combo-cameo made me shriek louder than the fact that I was less than four feet away from Jake Wilson's dick.

…Now that I got that out of my system: you can imagine my excitement when I was given tickets to see Broadway Backwards this year (the perks of my job are slowly becoming apparent to me). Unfortunately, the thing that caught my attention most was the pair of sub-Saharan wild animals that purchased seats directly in front of us.

Aside from that, the less-than-par tickets were definitely worth seeing how many Swarovski Crystals the costume designers could fit onto Florence Henderson's blazer, and a short (but sweet) Chita Rivera revival from a barely recognizable Nick Adams.

Some of the most surprisingly delightful performances came from Anthony Marantino Mario Cantone, Raúl Esparza, and Wicked sensation Julia Murney. Becki Newton was unimpressive— perfect for Ugly Betty. Less than perfect for anything else.

All in all, Broadway Backwards 5 was a breath of fresh air. A few steps down from porn, it was a great way to make sure my Broadway faves were still alive— and clothed! Although my companion and I agreed the show could have done with more shirtless flavor, at least it can tide us over till June.

(Nick Adams and his haircare products at the "afterparty.")

Lambert's Loss

I caught the very end of the American Music Awards last night, and was completely repulsed by Adam Lambert’s performance. I woke up this morning to a mess of people claiming that his performance perpetuated gay stereotypes and was a setback for the gay community. Lately, we have been under so much scrutiny; the last thing we needed was to see a crazily flamboyant (and self-proclaimed “bisexual”) lunatic grab his pianist’s face and explore it with his tongue.
I understand where these people are coming from, but I think we should feel more offended for the integrity of the music industry. Time and time again, rising artists with raw talent are ignored— it pains me to think of Adam Lambert getting attention because he does a barrel role on stage with a perfectly manicured faux-hawk.
Where is the talent going in the music industry? I don’t know anything about financing an image, but I would think it would be cheaper to invest in someone with a genuine talent who could carry their own weight. The birth of Auto-Tune brought the death of talent. Until we can start recognizing it, I guess we’ll have to settle for stars like Adam Lambert.

Good news everyone!

I was informed this morning that the internship I applied for at Next Magazine is now MINE!! After fretting over myself all last week, debating on wether or not my writing samples were good enough, how I acted during my interview, and whether or not I wrote the test copy correctly, I finally found out this morning that all of my hard work paid off!

The internship is for Next Magazine. Next is basically the gay bible in New York City. Anything under the sun that relates to gay living can be found here, and it is heavily trusted and looked upon in the gay community. The offices are very small, there are only about seven people that put together the bi-weekly magazine, and usually anywhere from three to five interns at a time.

I'm so lucky to have been chosen!

Everyone wish me luck! I'll make sure to let you know how everything goes!!