I'd like to extend very happy birthday wishes to Broadway legend, memorable Will & Grace guest star, and Corky's mom - Patti LuPone. To celebrate, let's enjoy Miss LuPone in her 2008 performance of Everything's Coming Up Roses from the Tony Awards. THIS, my darling DustBunnies, is what they mean when they refer to someone as a STAR...
Showing posts with label Tony Awards. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tony Awards. Show all posts
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Monday, August 9, 2010
R.I.P Patricia Neal
Oscar and Tony award winning actress Patricia Neal has died at the age of 84. She is perhaps best known for her Oscar award-winning performance opposite Paul Newman in Hud (below), but Neal also won a Tony award for Another Part of the Forest - which was presented to her during the FIRST Tony Awards in 1946.
Personally, I will remember Patricia Neal for her unmistakable voice. You see, years ago I worked at a small Italian restaurant on the East Side (taking delivery orders), and Ms. Neal would call for pizza every now and again. Her phone calls would always begin with her stating in that deep-but-ladylike voice - "This is Patricia Neal. I would like a pizza delivered, please". And yes, I always got the "Gay Diva Tingles" every time she called. Us gays LOVE our Divas - especially ones who aren't afraid of a little pepperoni on their pizza.
Monday, June 8, 2009
Gayer Than A Sequined Clutch Purse At The Tony Awards

I watched the Tony Award's last night (as I do every year), but I wonder if I only tune in due a severe case of "Broadway Gay Guilt Syndrome". Let me explain...
I am gay. I live in Manhattan - mere blocks away from the Theater District. And yet I haven't seen a Broadway show in years. I know, BAD GAY! So to help ease the shame I feel in not supporting "my people", I watch the Tony's every year. I clap and cheer and pretend I'm right there in Radio City Music Hall. Hell, if I owned a tuxedo (or a Bob Mackie gown), I would wear it in my living room during the telecast.
And even though I'm a Bad Gay, one of the things I love most about the Tony Awards is just how damn GAY the show actually is. It is REALLY gay. Gayer than a Clay Aiken Christmas Special. Gayer than a fannypack on a Unicorn. Gayer than Sunday Brunch at Rip Taylor's beach home.
I am gay. I live in Manhattan - mere blocks away from the Theater District. And yet I haven't seen a Broadway show in years. I know, BAD GAY! So to help ease the shame I feel in not supporting "my people", I watch the Tony's every year. I clap and cheer and pretend I'm right there in Radio City Music Hall. Hell, if I owned a tuxedo (or a Bob Mackie gown), I would wear it in my living room during the telecast.
And even though I'm a Bad Gay, one of the things I love most about the Tony Awards is just how damn GAY the show actually is. It is REALLY gay. Gayer than a Clay Aiken Christmas Special. Gayer than a fannypack on a Unicorn. Gayer than Sunday Brunch at Rip Taylor's beach home.
To prove the Tony's absolute and unquestionable gayness, I present the following photoessay entitled "I'm simply GAY for Tony" ...









And, for the GRAND FINALE, I present to you the gayest picture in the history of civilization. Only the Tony Awards could manage to create such a perfect storm of fabulous Gayness.
A warning to straight people: LOOKING AT THIS PICTURE WILL TURN YOU GAY IMMEDIATELY ...
A warning to straight people: LOOKING AT THIS PICTURE WILL TURN YOU GAY IMMEDIATELY ...

I warned you...
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Gay Brains and Musicals

Doug at the fantastic and eclectic blog Unnatural Devotions (NSFW) posted a clip of Patti Lupone performing “Everything’s Coming Up Roses” from Gypsy at the Tony Awards – and it made my gay ass happy. There is just something about Patti Lupone performing in a Broadway musical that just makes a queen smile. See Lupone’s performance here (totally SFW, obvs.)

Recently, the results of a study were published showing that gay men’s brains were wired a certain way – more similar to straight women than to other men. Part of that “gay wiring” HAS to be the love of a Diva in a musical.
Of course, there is always going to be the random butch queer who’ll say “I don’t enjoy that faggy stuff” – but SEE if they don’t start lip synching to Jennifer Holiday performing “And I’m Telling You, I’m Not Going” from Dreamgirls. It’s IMPOSSIBLE for us NOT to (including the exclamation of “HA HA!” – as in “I’m not wakin’ up tomorrow morning, HA HA!, and findin’ that there’s nobody’s there!!!...”.

To all mothers out there – here is a way to test your young sons to see if they’re gay or not. Make them sit down and watch the Patti Lupone clip. If your son picks his nose while watching, and then grabs some milk from the fridge (drinking it right out of the container) on his way out the door to play some sport, then he’s probably straight. But if Junior suggests alternate staging for Lupone and has wardrobe suggestions for her co-stars – then get that queen to drama camp! The latter also means you’ll have someone to go shopping with for the rest of your life.
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