Friday, July 30, 2010

“ROLE MODELS”: Waters Under the Pop Culture Bridge

“ROLE MODELS”: Waters Under the Pop Culture Bridge

     The first thing you’ll notice about John Waters’ new book, “Role Models”, is the cover artwork: Erik Hanson‘s highly stylized pencil drawing of the highly self-styled filmmaker with the famous pencil-thin moustache. In black and white, the cover art is an interesting contrast to the loudly rainbow-hued universe that Waters sets his notorious cult movies in. Inside the book, however, Waters’ writing is as colorful as Divine’s wardrobe and makeup in “Pink Flamingoes”. In “Role Models“, Waters writes about many of the characters who have fascinated him through the years. Many were on the periphery of pop culture and part of local lore rather than in the mainstream, and their stories are aching to be told. True, Waters tells us about his meetings with superstars like Johnny Mathis and Little Richard, and shares his fondness for such cultural icons as Margaret Hamilton’s Wicked Witch of the West (“The jolie laide heroine of every bad little boy’s and girl’s dream of notoriety and style, whose twelve minutes of screen time in ’The Wizard of Oz’ can never be topped. And, her outfit!“). However, the culture vulture also spotlights some more obscure but just as interesting personalities, some dangerously on the verge of vanishing from pop culture history forever -- like Dagmar, a 5’11” “dumb blonde” type on late night TV. (“Predating Cher or Madonna, Dagmar was the first single-named bombshell.”).  Another is Lady Zorro, a notorious lesbian exotic dancer from Waters’ hometown of Baltimore, who was clearly the inspiration behind that trash-talking sapphic stripper in the movie “Pecker”. While the book may be named “Role Models”, Waters doesn’t necessarily look up to all these quirky characters. He does indeed seem to idolize Mr. Mathis, for example (The first sentence of the book, in fact, is “I wish I were Johnny Mathis.”); but other subjects in Waters’ fifth book, however, are looked at with more of a voyeuristic fascination, including renegade gay pornographer Bobby Garcia. You may not know this guy by name, but skin-o-philes likely know of his work: He’s the guy who recruited real-life straight military guys to his enormously popular (mostly solo) amateur porn. Waters always held a dark fascination with The Manson Family, which may be obvious to anyone who has studied “Multiple Maniacs“, “Pink Flamingoes“, or “Female Trouble“ a little more closely. The filmmaker admits that he feels kind of ambiguously about that fascination today. An entire chapter of “Role Models” is devoted to the stranger-than-fiction story of Leslie Van Houten, now 60, one of the convicts of the Manson Family murder trials who is still in prison. Waters has befriended her and has advocated for her parole. (Of note, Van Houten appeared before the parole board for a 19th time on July 6, 2010. Once again, she was denied, with a next possible parole date of 2013.) Alternating his own revelations of their friendship with the true story about Van Houten’s seemingly endless quest for forgiveness and freedom, the chapter is both insightful and personal… and absolutely fascinating reading.
     “Role Models” is indeed an unorthodox sort of biography, although it’s miles away from the average paint-by-numbers (put another way: boring) perfunctory celebrity bio. Waters doesn’t just stay in the background observing the world. In “Role Models“, he smartly and often hilariously waxes poetic about religion, sexuality, celebrity, fashion, and more… and in the process, we learn lots of delicious facts about Waters himself. He even reveals secrets about his inimitable moustache! A self-proclaimed book lover (8,425 books in his collection), Waters declares in the chapter “Bookworm”: “Being rich is not about how much money you have or how many homes you own; it’s the freedom to buy any book you want without looking at the price and wondering if you can afford it. Of course, you have to read the books, too. Nothing is more impotent than an unread library.“ He then goes on to reveal his own selection of must-read titles. The Oprah Book Club? Screw that! How about “John Waters Book Club“. Mr. Waters concludes with the last chapter ,“Cult Leader”, where he writes, “I’m so tired of writing ‘Cult Filmmaker’ on my income tax forms. If I could only write ‘Cult Leader’, I’d finally be happy.” He goes on to give all his fans some tips on being our most outrageous, uniquely offensive selves. The Cult of Waters? Sign me up! Oh, wait, I’m already a member… For anyone else who wants to join, start by reading “Role Models”.

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

“8: The Mormon Proposition”: Church and State Get Married, But You Can’t!

“8: The Mormon Proposition”: Church and State Get Married, But You Can’t!

     June 17th, 2008, was a zenith for thousands of gay and lesbian couples. That was the day that the California Supreme Court legalized same-sex marriage in that state. That very day, hundreds of couples went to City Hall to “make it official“. Early in Reed Cowan’s new documentary “8: The Mormon Proposition”, we meet one of those couples. They are Tyler Barrick and Spencer Jones-- two men who were born into Mormon families. Together six years, their joy and excitement at recalling their happiest of happy days almost bursts off the screen. As one observer points out, however, forces were already conspiring to take that happiness away from them and from the many other Golden State newlyweds. The new marriages were in trouble “before the champagne was even warm”, as one woman states in the movie. The push to pass Proposition 8, a ballot initiative which stated that only a man and a woman could be legally married, was set into motion.

     “8: The Mormon Proposition” exposes the involvement of the Mormon Church-- officially, The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints-- in a long-running campaign against gays and gay rights (in their own Church and nationwide), cumulating with their all-out push for Proposition 8. Narrated by Dustin Lance Black, Academy-Award winning screenwriter of “Milk”, this fast-moving and lively film packs an emotional wallop, proving that even unshockable theater audiences in 2010 can still be provoked and even shocked by what happens in real life. We learn that the Mormons’ involvement with Prop. 8 was not just about one religious group (rightfully) expressing their theological views. Secret documents are exposed which reveal an organized, calculated, and largely secretive agenda… and an expensive one too, I might add. One of the statements from a Mormon document read “This requires careful calibration.“ Ironically, the Mormons are a group which had been discriminated against themselves throughout American history; perhaps because of that, they knew that presenting their quest as a “Mormon” agenda would not be received positively. Therefore, they formed puppet coalitions which de-emphasized the religious aspect of the initiative to the public. The film points out what came next: The Church commanded money from their members, utilized out-of state-funds ($3 million from Utah), and formed unlikely alliances, most notably with the Catholic Church. (War, as they say, does indeed make strange bedfellows.) This was just the beginning of their efforts. The movie also explores the backdrop behind the Mormon’s decades-long persecution of gays, which continues to thrive largely thanks to their current community leaders. One of them is the boldly and proudly anti-gay State Senator and Mormon bishop Chris Buttars, who declares to the filmmakers, “To me, homosexuality will always be a sexual perversion… and you say that around here now, and everyone goes nuts. But I don’t care.”

     It may be na├»ve of me to still believe that human rights, religion, and marriage equality should never have been about money or politics in the first place. They should be, and have always should have been, about people. “8: The Mormon Proposition“, in addition to being a valuable slice of very recent American history, puts human faces on the issue. We meet Tyler Barrick‘s mother, who is conflicted between her Mormon family beliefs but knows that supporting her son’s equality is the right thing to do. Interestingly but sadly, we also learn that Utah-- whose population is between 41% and 60% Mormon-- has one of the highest suicide rates in the country and even the world, with a high percentage of those suicides being gay, lesbian, bi, trans, or questioning Mormon youth. The movie takes great efforts to put a face on those youths, as well as many of whom were dangerously close to becoming a statistic themselves.

     “8: The Mormon proposition” will make you angry, as well it should-- mostly because of the fact that we apparently have thrown the idea of separation of Church and State out the stained glass window. In fact, one Prop 8 protester‘s clever and telling sign reads, “Church and State are Married. Why not me?” Even more appalling is the amount of money spent to promote and legislate discrimination against fellow American citizens. When you think about how much that could have been used for philanthropic causes, it becomes all the more disgraceful. In November 2008, Proposition 8 passed (52/48), but some positive side effects may have actually come from it. As the film points out, Tyler Barrick and Spence Jones went from being just another happy gay couple to being activists for marriage equality. Many more GLBT citizens were called into action as well. The Church of Latter Day Saints was exposed for their actions, and Proposition 8 protests proliferated all over the U.S.-- including Salt Lake City, Utah, where 5,000 people protested. The battle for equality will definitely go on.

     After having a limited run in select theaters earlier this month, “8: The Mormon Proposition” is now available on DVD from Wolfe Video. Rent it at

Monday, July 26, 2010

“BEARLESQUE” STRIKES BACK! “Put A Ring on It: Bears Go Diva”!

Pic 2: JD Leggett, AKA Jizzy JD
Pic 3: JD, Sparkle, Francois, & Sunshine
Pic 4: Francois, Sparkle, Sunshine, & JD
Pic 5: Francois, Sparkle, & JD with Sparkle in front.
Pic 6: This gal knows how to get "on top"!
Pic 7: The Boys' tribute to "Rocky Horror"
Pic 8: Sparkle & George

“BEARLESQUE” STRIKES BACK!“Put A Ring on It: Bears Go Diva”!
     OK, I‘ll fess up. During Gay Pride Month 2010, I had my own Gloria Gaynor “I Will Survive” moment: the phenomenon where your inner diva spontaneously emerges, and you find yourself standing, posing, and dancing in your underwear in front of the mirror with a hairbrush as a mic. I wondered about the thousands of gay boys and future drag queens who must have lip-synched to Ms. Gaynor’s emblematic classic through the years. But I doubt that any one of them could top when one of those big Boys of BEARlesque, Sunshine 69, “gave birth” to MC Sparkle Southerland in a campy/queasy routine that would make cult filmmaker John Waters proud… with Ms. Gaynor’s hit blaring in the background! You could practically hear the audience collectively thinking “Oh no he DIN’T just do that!” The birthing scene was just one of the many comedic highlights of “Put a Ring on It: Bears Go Diva”, the third show by The Boys of BEARlesque. The Boys are Sunshine 69, Francois the Feltcher, and Jizzy JD (AKA JD Leggett, Mr. International Bear 2010/Mr. Metrocub NYC 2009.) JD created, choreographed, and directed the show. This installment, on Monday July 12th at NYC’ s Stonewall Inn, took the outrageousness even further than before. Oh yes, there‘s also the lone gal of the group, Sparkle, whose limber body gets tossed in the air by JD between her duties as Mistress of Ceremony. (Incidentally, Sparkle makes a much sweeter and prettier transvestite than Tim Curry.) True to its name, the show featured the music of many of our favorite divas: Tina, Beyonce, Madonna, Janet, Christina, and Donna… plus a tribute to the eternally enduring Rocky Horror Picture Show, and much more. One of the guilty pleasures of the night was the Boys‘ “Vogue”, featuring Sparkle in Madonna “Girlie Show“-era dominatrix gear. It captures the glam spirit of the original, but even Maddy didn’t have big hairy guys stripping down to jockstraps in HER video! There was no music by no Cher, although the boys do go through almost as many wardrobe changes as that diva did during her first Farewell Tour. Enjoy the costumes while they last, kids, because as you may have guessed, they usually don’t stay on for very long!

     The show opened with the boys’ routine to Ms. Aguilera’s “Candyman“ (as in “sweet-talking, sugar-coated candyman”!), featuring the three guys peeling down to white jocks and wife beaters. Is it time for The White Party already? Next up was “Private Dancer”, which I always felt was one of Ms. Turner’s must underappreciated songs. JD gets completely nekked for this one-- showing as much bear skin as legally allowed. He and Francois then performed to Janet’s “Anytime, Anyplace”.  They start out evoking the innocence of love-at-first-sight, complete with those longing gazes. But fear not. It gets dirty-- or at least, really sexy-- fast enough. Can you say “bear-otic”? Then again, Janet’s music always seems to have this effect on the gay guys. The Special Guest Performer of the night was George Hains, Mr. International Grizzly Bear 2010 and the biggest bear of the bunch. He did a frenetic striptease to the new classic “The Bear Song” by Pixie Herculon (If you have not yet downloaded this bear-alicious track, do it RIGHT after you finish reading this!), while tossing beanie baby bears out into he audience. Whether or not any pandas were harmed during this segment is still undetermined… A big thrill of the show was “Rhythm of the Night”, the Adrenaline Remix, with JD and Francois dancing in leis and sarongs, and Sunshine adding some beef jerky to the mix. Some lucky audience members got “leid” … and later on, all of us got pelted with nutty bars, brownies, zebra cakes, etc. Was this segment of “BEARlesque” sponsored by Little Debbie’s Snacks? Francois, a classically trained dancer, also performed a impressive solo routine-- complete with splits-- to Prince’s “U Got the Look”.

     A big crowd-pleaser was the Boys’ “All The Single Ladies”, which is already emerging as a BEARlesque favorite. It’s guaranteed to bring out your inner diva just as much as a Gloria Gaynor “I Will Survive” moment. And big kudos to these guys not only for bringing some street cred back to Ms. Summer’s “Last Dance”, but for going all out for Christina Aguilera’s “My Girls” (“My girls, we’re running the show, My girls, we’re teasing all the boys on the go; My girls, ‘cause that’s the way that we roll, My girls, so ladies step up and take control!”). This track is loaded with full throttle diva attitude. 
To state the obvious, these woofy guys know how to titillate their fans, how to make us laugh, and most of all, how to MOVE! And, lest I forget, the night also raised $700 for the organization By The Grace of George, a charity which raises money for pet food and donates it to those who must choose between feeding their pets or feeding themselves. Music and snacks and bears… oh my! Who can ask for anything more?

     See more about The Boys of BEARlesque at

Saturday, July 24, 2010

“MAN BOOBS”: Men Exposed, Body & Soul

     As Ms. Aguilera sang, “You are beautiful in every single way.  Yes, words can't bring you down, oh no!“ She’s right, of course… but in our American culture at least, it’s often hard for many of us to overcome the mixed messages about beauty we get from the media in its various varieties. From those Dove ads that target women, to the endless parade of perfect bodies on display in gay male mags, we get conflicting messages: The powers that be preach that we should embrace our bodies for what they are, while simultaneously hawking their skin creams or whatever else they‘re selling. For oft-theorized reasons, females and gay men are usually affected by this dichotomy the most.

          Beauty (internal and external), as well as the way we see ourselves, plays a big role in J. Julian Christopher‘s provocative two-actor play “Man Boobs”. However, there’s much more going on for one of these two characters than media-fostered insecurity alone. Directed by Web Begole, “Man Boobs” opens with two big, beary guys-- Marty and Spence-- ostensibly coming home to Spence’s apartment for a night of carnal man-to-man sex. Marty (Robert Valin) is a hot-to-trot, rough-talking truck driver who loves to share stories about his sexual adventures at highway rest stops-- the fantasies from which those vintage Joe Gage porn flicks were made. (Twenty guys in between two trucks? Whoa! Where‘s my invite?) Marty is also probably smarter and more sensitive than he presents himself to be. Librarian Spence (Jeffrey Marx) is more reserved, more tightly wound, and possibly more comfortable with books than with people. We learn that “The Metamorphosis”, by Franz Kafka, is one of his favorites. We also learn that Marty and Spence have hooked up in the past-- but the differences in their personalities is about as vast as can be. Those differences make for a lot of the humor in the first half of “Man Boobs“. Marty wants Spence in a “so-bad-it-hurts” sorta way. Spence, while craving companionship, is clearly holding back physically and emotionally. Why? As many of the audience members anticipate the answer to “Will they or won’t they?!”, that recurrent phenomenon of body image raises its head. That, in turn, leads to more serious and more deeply-engrained issues which explode from one of the two men like an unattended pressure cooker. The effect on the theater attendees is clearly palpable; at some points during the emotional climax of “Man Boobs”, not a single sound could be heard from the audience.

     Both actors deliver superb performances. As the unapologetically coarse trucker Marty, bedroom-eyed Robert Valin delivers most of the play’s funniest lines, and has the more zesty role in the first half. (A crowd-pleasing highlight is seeing Valin, clad only in a jockstrap, sprawled out on the bed reading “Metamorphosis” with tongue clearly in cheek.) As “Man Boobs“ segues from comedy to deep drama, Jeffrey Marx as Spence takes the center stage-- and his emotionally naked performance is sometimes painfully difficult to watch. To put it another way, both actors have their unique moment in the spotlight. It is always a challenge to create a two-character play and keep it from becoming static or “stagey“-- but “Man Boobs” succeeds in maintaining its momentum throughout. Indeed, serious themes are explored in this play, but the funny moments prevent the piece from ever becoming too overwhelmingly heavy. It’s a credit to the playwright, the director, and the actors that humor and tragedy-colored drama can exist side by side… to the level that the playwright can insert a comedic one-liner right in the middle of a highly dramatic scene and make it work. Overall, “Man Boobs” packs a wallop.

     J. Julian Christopher’s “Man Boobs” is playing as part of The 8th Annual Fresh Fruit Festival at The Cherry Lane Studio Theater, 38 Commerce Street, NYC. The final performance is Saturday, July 24th at 2:30PM. For ticket information, visit

Sunday, July 11, 2010

WELCOME TO CYNDI’S HOUSE OF BLUES! Cyndi Lauper: "Memphis Blues"

WELCOME TO CYNDI’S HOUSE OF BLUES!  Cyndi Lauper: “Memphis Blues”

     From the eye-popping, burlesque-inspired, black-and-white CD artwork photography of “Memphis Blues” (An ageless Lauper evokes The River City’s timeless patron chanteuse) to her dedication to Ma Rainey (“Mother of the Blues”) on the CD insert, it’s clear that our Cyndi Lauper is trying something different. Blues-- music characterized by its distinctive shuffles, bass lines, blue notes, and Southern flavor-- is Lauper’s newest creative endeavor. We may have already envisioned a woman who would sing this music so well: a big, sweaty diva with a world-weary, thick-as-molasses voice and heavy delivery. The Divine Miss L. doesn’t sound like that, of course; she sounds like-- well, like Cyndi Lauper. We may imagine our girl singing in a smoky blues lounge on “Shattered Dreams”, but Cyndi’s voice never sounds smoky. On “Memphis Blues”, she pays enormous respect to the genre, from her choice of guest musicians (Jonny Lang! Allen Toussaint! B.B. King!) to such authentic touches as the harmonica (courtesy of Charlie Musselwhite) on two tracks. Yet, Lauper retains her distinctively high, girlish, and remarkably unblemished vocal style throughout. The synergy of traditional blues music alongside Cyndi’s unique warble makes for an original and thoroughly enjoyable musical trip to the Memphis blues culture. The trip kicks off with “Just Your Fool”. Next up is “Shattered Dreams”, which features killer piano by Allan Toussaint-- and Cyndi gets to show off her underappreciated, impressive vocal abilities in the song’s climax. “Early in the Morning”, a blues classic if there ever was one (“Early in the morning and I ain‘t got nothing but the blues!”), features Toussaint on the piano again, B.B. King (“King of the Blues”) on guitar and vocals, and a truly delectable rhythm. Lauper gets stripped down and soulful for “Romance in the Dark”, and later on again for “Down So Low“. The bona fide highlight of the CD is “How Blue Can You Get“, a duet with Jonny Lang. Their musical “mating dance” of sorts is a sheer delight. (She throws “My love is like a fire; yours is like a cigarette.” at him. He retorts, “You’re evil when I’m with you, baby. And you’re jealous when we’re apart!”). Another duet, “Rollin’ and Tumblin’”, features Lauper and bona fide Memphian singer/songwriter Ann Peebles; the contrast between Lauper’s voice and Peebles’ more hardened, grainy style is an interesting contrast. And big, big kudos to Cyndi for “Mother Earth”. The song’s message couldn’t be more timely in 2010... and her delivery couldn’t be more sumptuous.

     More than just the self-styled voice we remember so well from her ‘80’s chart-toppers, it’s also Cyndi’s sassy “Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!“ attitude that we know and love so well which carries over to her latest endeavor. Even when she’s singing, “I ain‘t lyin’, No use in jiving’, I‘m just your fool!” on the first track, there’s an underlying wink in her voice knowing that she’s got the upper hand the whole way. Aficionados of the blues will no doubt eat this music up like tipsy cake, but many of the tracks have crossover appeal. The upbeat pop/blues/swing “Don’t Cry No More” has the spirit of Cyndi’s classic hits and enough casual radio appeal to spare. But hey, why focus on genre? Good music is good music. And “Memphis Blues” sounds great whether you’re walking in Memphis or riding on the Metro.

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     Is Victoria Davey Spelling, better known as Tori Spelling, a gay icon? Even the actress/best-selling author herself is somewhat humbled at that honor. In her newest book, “Uncharted Terri-TORI”, the 37-year old multi-tasking gal opens with the anecdote of her friend’s flight from New York to L.A: “The cute and obviously gay lead flight attendant made an announcement to the cabin. He said, ‘Welcome to Los Angeles, birthplace and residence of Tori Spelling.’” Tori’s reaction: “I thought it was hilarious, but I didn’t know exactly what to make of it… Of all the famous people, of all the actors, of all the tabloid darlings, of all the gay icons (if I can call myself that), why me?” In her third venture as authoress, our Tori tells some very funny stories about her unique life: being a brand name, dealing with motherhood and marriage, her fear of flying, her relationship with her mother, that nearly naked voodoo ritual filmed for her TV show… and much more. Some of the stories are quite revealing. (Sneaking husband Dean into the hospital for sex while being treated for swine flu? Tori, oh my!) Throughout the book, Ms. Spelling indeed pays ample homage to the gays in her life-- from her best friend and “gay husband” Mehran, to her oft-mentioned and oft-photographed children‘s gay uncles (“Guncles“), Scout and Bill. A particularly cute anecdote comes with Tori meeting Sean Hayes, just before he came out, at her mother’s Christmas party: “I basically consider myself a gay man inside. I wanted to be loud and proud with him-- that’s what I do best with my gays-- except I couldn’t be gay with Sean Hayes because he wasn’t out. Whichever.” As someone who did watch “Beverly Hills, 90210” religiously back in the day (I have no shame! I have no shame!), I also vividly remember all the shit that Tori took. She was criticized for her acting, her looks, and for being on her father‘s show. Indeed, she was probably the favorite girl on “90210” for a lot of the gay guys just for that reason, given our tendency to root for (or at least relate to) the outsiders. At Ms. Spelling’s official book release party in June, I asked Tori, “Where does your affinity for gay community come from? What does being a gay icon mean to you?“ She enthusiastically responded, “Oh my God! It means EVERYTHING to me. First of all, all my friends are gay. They’re my family. I have the ‘Guncles’, I have Mehran…I have everyone in my life who’s surrounding my kids… they’re all gay and they‘re so amazing. They’ve been such a great support system. All of my gays that I encounter everywhere in the community, I love them just as much as they love me. I often wonder, ‘Why me? Why have they chosen ME?!’ I am so grateful. I think it’s because they like the fact that I reinvent myself. My whole life has been about reinvention, and kind of poking fun of myself, and I think they appreciate that. And, they like the fact that I grew up in a really big house with a lot of glamour…just like ‘Dynasty‘!”

     It takes far less time to read “Uncharted Terri-TORI” than to watch the entire first season of “Beverly Hills, 90210`“ on DVD. It’s worth the price of the book alone just to read such precious quips like, “When I had co-hosted (“The View”) a year or two earlier, I felt like I’d been handpicked, that I was being groomed to be a talk show host. Now I watched the show for two days in a row and first saw Hiedi Montag, then Khloe Kardashian co-hosting. Apparently the bar for guest hosts wasn’t fantastically high.“ Meow! So, is Tori Spelling a gay icon? For this gay guy at least, yes!!!

Wednesday, July 7, 2010


The Fresh Fruit Seventh Annual Fruits of Distinction Awards took place on June 21, 2010 at The Jan Hus Theatre.
Pic 1: Trophy Girl Appolonia Cruz & Co-Host Lady Clover Honey 
Pic 2: Winner, Curator: Rome Neal
Pic 3: Lady Clover Honey, Fresh Fruit Festival Artistic Director Carol Polcovar, & Appolonia Cruz
Pic 4: Lady Clover Honey, Rita Petite, & Appolonia Cruz
Pic 5: sean360x and band
Pic 6: Co-Hosts Frank Calo & Lady Clover Honey
Pic 7: Winner, Directing for "Return to Tennessee": Judy Guyll
Pic 8: Winner, Visual Arts: Caren Jo Shapiro (center), Winner, Acting: Louise Gallanda Schiumo (right), & friend
Pic 9: Winner, Newcomer: YaliniDream
Pics 10, 11, & 12: sean360X with Ms. India M. & Ova Floh
Pic 13: Judy Guyll
Pic 14: Winner, Outstanding Event: Alex Bond
Pic 15: La Contessa, AKA Hector Lugo
Pic 16: Caren Jo Shapiro
Pic 17 & 18: Nhojj works the crowd
Pic 19: Winner, Dance Performance: Christopher Anderson (left) & friend 
Pic 20: Winner, Poetry: Arianne Benford (right) & friend 
Pic 21: Christopher Anderson
Pic 22: Winner, Acting: Steve Fox & girlfriend
Pic 23: sean360X and band
Pic 24: Lady Clover Honey and her Trophy Boys
Pic 25: sean360X & band, featuring Barnacle Bill, Ms. India M., & Ova Floh
Pic 26: Cookie Pembleton, Lady Clover Honey, Carol Polcovar, & Appolonia Cruz
Pic 27: Appolonia Cruz, Carol Polcovar, & Lady Clover Honey
Pic 28: Nhojj, Rita Petite, Lady Clover Honey, & Cookie Pemberton
Pic 29: sean360x & band
Pic 30: Matt Gerber & Lady Clover Honey
Pic 31: sean360x & band, with Barnacle Bill, Ms. India M., & Ova Floh 
Pic 32: Winner, Musical Performance: Ana Iza Otis
Pic 33: Winner, Musical Performance: Nhojj
Pic 34: Nhojj, YaliniDream, & Rome Neal
Pic 35: La Contessa & Lady Clover Honey
Pic 36: Lady Clover Honey & her Trophy Boys
Pic 37: Appolonia Cruz & Lady Clover Honey

For More Information on The Fresh Fruit Festival or to get involved, visit