Here is my latest video for the amazing Garrison Starr for her new song, “Understood.” It stars Garrison, Kurt Hall, Diana Yanez, Pleasant Gehman, Bruce Daniels and Liam Sullivan as Han Solo. It was shot in Los Angeles by me, Scott Silverman and Ian Harvie.
I really love this video because I love Garrison and I am totally borderline obsessed with Chewbacca. I think they go great together….
Here is my latest music video with a young star named Joshua Klipp.
The video is for the song ‘Rescue Me’ and it stars Joshua and Hollywood - who is the great rapper, and Sarah Bush kicking ass with the choreography. It was shot at the No Name Studio in Silverlake by me and Ian Harvie… enjoy!
Here is my newest video for ‘Zapatos‘ which is the spanish language version of Kelly’s ‘Shoes.’ Enjoy!
“Zapatos” - chooz remix - Directed and edited by Margaret Cho. Directors of photography: Margaret Cho, Ian Harvie, and Scott Silverman. Original music and lyrics by Liam Sullivan. Re-mix, translation and reggaeton by Diana Yanez. Starring Diana Yanez as Margarita. Also featuring: Edison Apple, Jenette Sampson, Maria Russell, Alex Garner, Victor Lopez-Cohn, David Martinez, Sandra Valls, Princess Farhana, Selene Luna, Lady Monster, Pedro Lopez, and Apollo Sampson. Inspired by “Shoes” by Kelly.
There is also an extended opening version here.
The Cliks is THE BAND of our time. They are so great and they are also BABES!!!! I cannot stop listening to this song and neither will you…
Here is the new video I made for The Music Lovers for their song, Masculin Feminin. Enjoy!
“My Puss” is now a music video:
“My Puss” performed by Maureen and Angela
lyrics by Margaret Cho, Diana Yanez and Kurt Hall
music by Kurt Hall
directed by Margaret Cho
shot on location by Lorene Machado
featuring Margaret Cho and Diana Yanez as Maureen and Angela
also starring Kurt Hall, Princess Farhana, Ian Harvie, Nancy Kissam, Vivian Marie Varela, and Kara Stephens
cameo by Gudrun
Finally, the new video from Kelly! This one is going to rock you - seriously!!
…and check out my cameo:
Kelly is fucking hottt!!!!
Here’s a fantastic video from the always amazing Dresden Dolls…
From the mighty WFMU, my husband’s favorite radio station and important culture resource, here’s some really good music for a summer night on Fire Island: The Weekend of a Hairdresser
I am really in love with this kid Mickey Avalon. He is amazing and he has a song on his record called “my dick,” which i have been playing constantly. I decided to write a tribute song called “my puss” and I dedicate it to him…
“My Puss”
My puss, the gates of heaven
Your puss, closed seven eleven
My puss, spouting genius rhymes
Your puss, gets help from the march of dimes
My puss, is hot and ready to please
Your puss, is riddled with disease
My puss, has a myspace page
Your puss, all yellowed with age
My puss, cause major erections
Your puss, rigged the election
My puss, is the best on the block
Your puss, invaded Iraq
My puss, is fine so I flaunt it
Your puss, is so old that it’s haunted
My puss, make me all kind of money
Your puss, tends to smell kind of funny
My puss, did a monologue
Your puss could probably hide a log
My puss, would be pretty if it showed
Your puss has its own area code
My puss, calms the savage beast
Your puss, infected with yeast
My puss, is a hell of a dame
Your puss, outed Valerie Plame
My puss, is so tight and hot
Your puss, has a parking lot
My puss wet like hurricane Katrina
Your puss couldn’t even get help from FEMA
My puss won a Pulitzer prize
Your puss is enormous in size
My puss is sexy in lace
Your puss, could rent out some space
My puss, would please the hardest banger
Your puss, is like an airplane hangar
My puss, is keepin’ it real
Your puss, invented the wheel
I want to hear about yours!!! Write in with your genital rhymes and I will post the best ones!!!
Please check out the new music video I directed for “Fomer Miss Ontario” by “The Music Lovers.” Hosted at YouTube.
Shot on location at El Cid by Austin Young and Lorene Machado. Starring The Music Lovers, Princess Farhana, Bobby Pinz, Kelly, Vima and Margaret Cho.
“We Can’t Make It Here”
by James McMurtry
There’s a Vietnam Vet with a cardboard sign
Sitting there by the left turn line
Flag on his wheelchair flapping in the breeze
One leg missing and both hands free
No one’s paying much mind to him
The V.A. budget’s just stretched so thin
And now there’s more coming back from the Mideast war
We can’t make it here anymore
That big ol’ building was the textile mill that fed our kids and it paid our bills
But they turned us out and they closed the doors
We can’t make it here anymore
See those pallets piled up on the loading dock
They’re just gonna sit there ’til they rot
‘Cause there’s nothing to ship, nothing to pack
Just busted concrete and rusted tracks
Empty storefronts around the square
There’s a needle in the gutter and glass everywhere
You don’t come down here unless you’re looking to score
We can’t make it here anymore
The bar’s still open but man it’s slow
The tip jar’s light and the register’s low
The bartender don’t have much to say
The regular crowd gets thinner each day
Some have maxed out all their credit cards
Some are working two jobs and living in cars
Minimum wage won’t pay for a roof, won’t pay for a drink
If you gotta have proof just try it yourself Mr. CEO
See how far $5.15 an hour will go
Take a part time job at one your stores
Bet you can’t make it here anymore
There’s a high school girl with a bourgeois dream
Just like the pictures in the magazine
She found on the floor of the laundromat
A woman with kids can forget all that
If she comes up pregnant what’ll she do
Forget the career, forget about school
Can she live on faith? Live on hope?
High on Jesus or hooked on dope
When it’s way too late to just say no
You can’t make it here anymore
Now I’m stocking shirts in the Wal-Mart store
Just like the ones we made before
‘Cept this one came from Singapore
I guess we can’t make it here anymore
Should I hate a people for the shade of their skin
Or the shape of their eyes or the shape I’m in
Should I hate ‘em for having our jobs today
No I hate the men sent the jobs away
I can see them all now, they haunt my dreams
All lily white and squeaky clean
They’ve never known want, they’ll never know need
Their shit don’t stink and their kids won’t bleed
Their kids won’t bleed in their damn little war
And we can’t make it here anymore
Will work for food will die for oil
Will kill for power and to us the spoils
The billionaires get to pay less tax
The working poor get to fall through the cracks
So let ‘em eat jellybeans let ‘em eat cake
Let ‘em eat shit, whatever it takes
They can join the Air Force, or join the Corps
If they can’t make it here anymore
So that’s how it is, that’s what we got
If the president wants to admit it or not
You can read it in the paper, read it on the wall
Hear it on the wind if you’re listening at all
Get out of that limo, look us in the eye
Call us on the cell phone tell us all why
In Dayton Ohio or Portland Maine
Or a cotton gin out on the great high plains
That’s done closed down along with the school
And the hospital and the swimming pool
Dust devils dance in the noonday heat
There’s rats in the alley and trash in the street
Gang graffiti on a boxcar door
We can’t make it here anymore
The terrible Iraq war continues, for three years now, and Bush won’t bring the troops home. Isn’t that typical of a straight man – unable to prematurely withdraw?
I performed at “Bring ‘Em Home Now!”- the massive anti-war concert at the Hammerstein Ballroom last night, and it was a lavish, star-studded sold out affair. I saw lots of people I love, like Alan Cumming, who wasn’t performing, just looking gorgeous, Peaches, who rocked the house and was incredibly sexy and awe-inspiring (and name checked me!), the great Rufus Wainwright (who is sooooo fine, this woman I was sitting next to swooned, “He will never love me.” I said, “He might. Maybe not in the way you are thinking of though…alas…we need a refuge from all this beauty…”), Fischerspooner, Steve Earle, Moby with Laura Dawn, Bright Eyes, Chuck D, Michael Stipe - all kinds of rock elite, proving that if the politicians can’t be bothered to save us, music surely will.
I did a set, then walked out into the audience to find my friends. I didn’t manage to see them, but I met a couple of guys from Iraq Veterans Against the War, Geoffrey Millard and Jose Vasquez. Geoffrey told me that he watched my dvds while he was over there, to keep his spirits up, which just blew my mind. They are courageous and deeply passionate about peace, having seen war first hand, and their work is vital to seeing an end to this madness. Everyone should check them out!
I sat in an overflowing box on the side and watched Cindy Sheehan, who brought the crowd to tears and fury. Through her activism, she has really helped turn this nation around, because she was brave and angry enough to question Bush, and we all share her frustration and grief over her son Casey. It makes me so mad, all this death and destruction, and for what?! It is still happening because the government cannot and will not admit that they were wrong. They cannot admit they were lying. We must hold them accountable. My enthusiasm and commitment to doing whatever I can to help end the war were renewed again and again. I am honored to have been able to participate at such a historic and powerfully moving event, and I hope that its impact will be felt around the world.
