Here is my latest video, for The Cliks‘ song, “Eyes in the Back of My Head,” shot during the True Colors tour in Las Vegas, Denver, Salt Lake City, Chicago, Berkeley and Los Angeles. Featuring: The Cliks, Diana Yanez, Amanda Palmer and me!
Here is a shot I took of Andy Bell of Erasure at their show at The Grove in Anaheim on Saturday. Erasure are the greatest! I miss seeing them every night on the True Colors Tour.
I still can’t believe True Colors is over, but I did get to open for Erasure in Anaheim. Look at how cute!!
Me and Lucas:
When the record “She’s So Unusual” came out, it utterly changed my life. I was completely head over heels in love with Cyndi Lauper, this tiny, twinkling little songbird, with titian red hair and a crimson corset, wearing more belts than I could count, looking like a fox on fire, with this VOICE that you knew you would always be with you from that moment on. I just wanted to marry that voice. Cyndi was so beautiful I would weep when I watched her on “Friday Night Videos.” It was like she turned the color up on my life, saturating me with blues and reds, corrupting the blackness of my early teenage moods forever. I loved her then and I love her so now. It is funny how you can idolize someone and then you are lucky enough to come to know them and they are your friend and then it feels like you have been friends for the whole of your life.
Pics by Diana Yanez:
with Knox Chandler
with Rosie O’Donnell
Taking a little break. On my way home finally. I am really excited about doing laundry. My whole bag smells like a clump of seaweed that you would really avoid stepping in on the beach. Like with dead jellyfish and garbage all in it.
A few words about ‘trannychasing.’ I am not a trannychaser. Ok, actually I am a trannychaser. No I am not. I am a trannycatcher!
Just kidding!
I don’t mean to sexually objectify trangendered people, I am just glad FTMs are becoming more visible within the queer community at large. I think that the ‘t’ in LGBT gets left out too much, and so I love to see that there are great changes underway. I love to talk about gender. I love people who define their own gender instead of letting biology and society define it for them. You are brave and amazing and inspiring and I want to hear your stories and know your heart. I love to talk about pronouns. I love the discourse and the passionate politics. I love female masculinity and butch women, for I am a true femme through and through, even though I may not always wear high heels, and I can’t resist you and couldn’t even if I tried.
Sometimes things get taken way out of context, especially when you are a comedian, and I will try to be more careful about it. I don’t want to be misunderstood and I don’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings. When you see me, come over and hold my hands and look into my eyes and know my love is real.
My feets is hurtin…I have some wide ass feet. They are beautiful, with a graceful arch of instep and a dramatically deep sole, and dainty also, because I wear but a mere sliver of a size 7, but my feet are W-I-D-E and shit and so they are somewhat Fred Flintstoney, with the width holding all of my weight steady. I could start a car with these wide feet. I could drive down to my local brontosaurus rib restaurant and order a rack of them and have my whole car tip to the side. Girl. I got some wide ass feet. And then, with the wide feet that I have and the insanely uncomfortable shoes I wear sometimes, you know I got corns. Oh my corns on my wide feet, which hurt more or less depending on the weather! I can’t wear a narrow shoe, but I can tell you when it is going to rain.
We are now in Houston, and playing to these big Texan crowds have been amazing. They are loving us, and the line to meet and greet The Dresden Dolls snaked all around the entire venue. They are very loved in the Lone Star State. It is funny because we imagine that Texas is conservative, but so far I haven’t seen much redness or redneckism. Just lots of gorgeous people having fun!
I have been working so hard, on my feet so many hours a day, running back and forth hosting this huge show and shooting footage in between for The Cliks and The Dresden Dolls that my clogs died. Look at the chip in the heel! It is fucking wood and shit and it is chipping! I got new clogs. And now my old clogs are in the garbage.
More photos by Diana Yanez…
More photos from the road, by Diana Yanez and Andy Bell!
at Radio City Music Hall
Amanda Lepore and me
Beth Ditto and me
Amanda Palmer and me
The Boston and Atlantic City shows were awesome. In Atlantic City we were joined by The Gossip! I love them! They are incredible!!!
And last night in Boston, Rufus Wainwright brought his adorable stars and stripey looking band to the show. I love him!! I love everyone.
Photos of The Gossip, by Diana Yanez:
Diana and I walked around the Borgata until we found some True Colors crew…Yay! This is us partying in the B Bar. What are all those orbs and smoky images? None of those were there when we were in the bar… hmm….ghosts at the bar?
I am not tired anymore. Now I am homesick, which is weird because I travel all the time. But I haven’t been home in a while! I miss my family and I am having a hard time sleeping without my dogs! I put all these pillows on top of my body at night in order to replicate my dogs’ sleeping bodies, but it isn’t the same! Oh why don’t they have dog prostitutes! What about dog groupies?! I am sure that there are some dogs out there who are big fans of my work and would like to sleep with me!!!!
Some nice photos from Diana Yanez!
Me:
The tour is making a stop today in Columbus, Ohio, and I know I said I was tired before but I really didn’t know what I was talking about. I have never been so exhausted in my life and my ‘t’ key is sticking. Ttttttttttttttrying to get it to work is making me even more tired.
I took a walk in the afternoon looking to buy some new shoes because I have grown completely sick of the ones I have brought. It isn’t a tremendous hardship, having to wear the same shoes every night, but when you are this road weary, everything gets on your very last nerve. I walked through a huge empty parking lot and as I walked this girl all the way on the other side of the lot was shouting at me, “Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!” and when I saw her, a tiny dot of a far away person wedged between beat up cars, she said, “Bitch!”
It’s just that kind of day.
More pics from the road, by Diana Yanez:
In Vegas, I had my breasts plastered for “Keep A Breast Foundation,” a nonprofit that raises money for breast cancer education and awareness:
