It’s that time of the month

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From Vancouver’s favorite street hooker advocate, ex-prostitute, ex-city council council candidate, ex-current-and-future madam, and ex-man, Jamie Lee Hamilton.

MEAT n MIX


Hi All,

Just a reminder that next Friday May 26 is our Meat n
Mix at the Lotus – 455 Abbott Street. As usual from
6-9pm.

Besides our meat draws, we will have Queen for a day.
I have met a wonderful make-up artist named Sam, who
is going to demonstrate to us all his hot make-up tips
for the summer. We will draw a ticket for the lovely
lady who will be Queen for a day as Sam and myself
will do a complete make-up/transformation on stage.
You will be ready to strut the night away after at one
of your fav spots.

Since summer is approaching those new make-up colours
need to be explored. Sam will have on hand his brand
of Mac, Dior and Estee Lauder. I’ve already ordered a
number of his products.

As usual, funds raised for Meat n Mix will go toward
One-Woman NGO. Remember there is no charge to come to
Meat n Mix.

I really hope Colleen shows this time. If anyone has
seen Colleen please tell her all work and no play does
not make for Queen for a Day!

See you on Friday May 26 in the Mix pub for Makeover
Meat n Mix from 6-9pm.

PS all you guys need to attend as well cuz Sam will
offer skin care advice for you. 

Cheers

Jamie Lee

Linkie o’ the Day: Ask Chaucer 2.0

From Geoffrey Chaucer's blog, right over there on the blogroll.

Dear Mr. Chaucer,

Okay, so there's, like, this guy at school and he is TOTALLY hot and I think he likes me – like, he hasn't SAID anything? But Jamie heard from Marissa that Brooke had overhead him saying that he was completely into me!! And I like totally trust them? Except that this guy used to date M'lyssa and exes are like SO out of bounds, it's so not cool! But then she was all "oh, we're thinking about getting back together too" and the rest of us were just like, "umm, get over yourself?" and she was like "no", and we were like "yeah" and now she's not talking to any of us which is SOOO unreasonable, she is such a drama queen oh my god and she has the fugliest hair, she had it like slicked back yesterday and I was just like "what the hell?"
So anyways, do you think I should go for him???

Love,
Hopeless Romantic

Ma chere Romantique sans Espoir,

Thou knowst wel the oolde clerkes sawe, ‘who shal yeve a loevere any lawe’? And also that fayre couplete of Boethius his Consolation of Philosophie that saith ‘quis legem det amantibus, maior enim lex est amor sibi,’ the whiche on englysshe tonge meneth ‘Who shal yiven loveres a lawe? ffor love ys for ytselfe a gretere lawe.’

Thus, thyn affecioun for thys manne of hotnesse doth surpasse eny bonde or promise thou hast ymade with Marisse. But onlye, I counsel thee, yf yt doth drawe yts source from cupides owen trewe arwe, and yf yt ys sovereine and powirful love (and nat simplye a passynge fancie). So yf yt be trewe and honest love, proceede, wyth litle thoghte for litel boondes yn fikel frendshep yforged. And yet, be nat cruelle aboute Marisses hairestyle, for as Cicero saith: odium ludo non ludatori, the whiche meneth hate nat the playere but the game.

Le Vostre
GC

PSA: How to record off a warped record

Vinyl Album 

Via a completely nerdily pointless article on BoingBoing about cha-cha and mambo songs that there are a surplus of anyway. This is the addendum, when it should have been the WHOLE POINT.

A reader comments:

Here are a couple of techniques I've used when dealing with warped vinyl. In all cases I've done it so I could get one good copy, which I would use in the future (ie. I didn't use these techniques to play the vinyl every time). Also note, I probably wouldn't recommend these techniques with a really expensive turntable and stylus, though they never messed up mine.

1. Try weighting down the stylus with one or two pennies. Or perhaps a nickel (which weighs about 5 grams).

2. Place the vinyl onto a hard surface (eg. table top), between two sheets of clean paper (not the sleeve, since it sometimes has stickyness), and then place a heavy, flat weight on top for 15 minutes or so (I'd use an unabridged dictionary). While the vinyl usually has enough physical memory that it'll ultimately re-warp, it's possible to flatten things out long enough to record one copy.

3. Drizzle a bunch of distilled water all over the surface of the vinyl (avoiding the label). While I usually used this to reduce pops and clicks from scratches, the added dampening from the water would sometimes be enough to hold the needle in the groove on warped records.

4. Lastly, play it at a lower speed, so the needle doesn't jump, then process the recording to shorten the time and raise the pitch. While I did this a couple of times, it was back in the early 80's before I had a digital processor, so restoring the sound in the end wasn't so easy, though I could get close.Let It Be

He doesn't mention one that worked on my original copy of Let It Be: Leave the damn thing on a flat surface under a piece of glass in front of a window for one day. Simple.

Ask an Expert: Fabian Basabe on Self-Confidence

Fabian being fabialous 

Via Gawker. This man knows what he's talking about: Fabian Basabe, "international it-boy" has no redeeming qualities whatsoever. In fact, he has no distinguishing qualities whatsoever: he's the one in the lineup that nobody ever picks. You've seen him a million times and can't remember what he looks like or, if you can, you wouldn't recognize him without makeup.

He's now helping the self-esteem-deficient overcome their handicap by sharing the secrets of his unique ability to transcend self-doubt in the face of a complete lack of accomplishment, talent, or looks. Here are his secrets:

A how-to guide for building confidence
Fabian Basabe, international “it boy''

Q: I loved you on Filthy Rich: Celebrity Cattle Drive when you ordered that pizza in the middle of the wilderness. I'd love to have chutzpah like that. What are your tips for being super-confident?

FB: First off, I must differentiate confidence and over-confidence, the first a sign of self-respect and a tool to achieving your goals, while the latter a sign of insecurity that will stand between you and getting what you want. In general, it takes more confidence to be humble and ask for help than to panic and demand attention.

Fabian's tips on being confident

1. The more you think like a confident person, the Fabian and dog, Fabian on top for once in his lifemore likely you are to get what you want.

2. Know what you want. Are you sure of what it is you want? If you want something badly enough, there is no reason you should not have it.

3. Be passionate.

4. Be a rebel. Do not be afraid to be your own person. People like a leader.

5. Be an independent thinker. A true sign of confidence is belief in yourself.

6. Do not be a power-tripper. This is a sign of insecurity. If things go your way, be grateful.

7. Do not be a phony. Be yourself. People of strong character make a strong impression.

8. Don't budge. A truly confident person will stay the course.

9. Do not waste time hiding your vulnerabilities. Everyone has his moments; use them to relate to others.

10. Be as charming as possible while withholding. People like a bit of mystery.

11. Flirt, flirt, flirt and then flirt some more.

12. Flatter, charm, demand, push, threaten (in this order). You should get what you want.

13. I keep asking over and over again until whoever is responsible breaks down and gives me what I want, and if that fails, a thick stack of twenties should do the trick.

14. If all else fails, just get naked.

The Shebeen Club: Edgar Allan Poe’s 170th Wedding Anniversary Afterparty notes

Mentioned at tonight’s Shebeen Club:

re: Gabriel Byrne has the sexiest voice in the known universe

re: Project Runway

re: Homer’s Odyssey

re: Narnia Raps from NYC, LA, CAM

re: Narnia Rap from Ramadi

re: The Shoeblog of the Manolo

re: Go Fug Yourself on Lindsay Lohan and Sharon Stone at the Oscars

re: Edgar Allan Poe’s Wedding and sorry-ass life (note that when you google “Edgar Allan Poe’s Wedding” our announcement is #1! My hit-whoredom is momentarily satisfied)

Beardsley The Black Cat

re: Christopher Walken is So Fucking Cool

and is even more fucking cool as the Archangel Gabriel in The Prophesy

re: Cthulhu sits out an election: the voters’ loss

re: General Zod for President

re: cowbell

Books brought:

As door prizes:

I Shudder at Your Touch gothic horror erotica

I Shudder Again more of that old gothic horror erotica. Same old same old.

Black Thorn, White Rose erotic retellings of fairy tales, although if you’d read the original French ones you wouldn’t need retellings, baby!

As references:

The Castle of Otranto, by Hugh Walpole. the first Gothic Novella (at least the first one not in German). Gets so caught up in the atmospheric effects of the flapping of raven’s wings in the graveyard and the eerie forboding of shadows in the candlelight that nothing actually ever happens. Like a great-looking date that can’t talk, a restaurant where the vibe is perfect and the food awful. Its chief virtue is that it’s just barely over 100 pages.

The House on the Borderland, by William Hope Hodgson, essentially the first supernatural horror novel in English, The Castle of Otranto being religious rather than supernatural in overtone and this divorcing the horror of the beings from their evil…ie they’re creepy, they’re deadly, but they’re not neccessarily from hell. Far better than TCOO anyway, and a quicker read.

The Gormenghast Trilogy by Mervyn Peake. Great books, I’m sure, if I could ever get through them. Like chewing through a glacier made of Turkish Delight. Historically important, great works of art, exquisitely overwraught, and virtually indigestible. A beach read…if you’re headed to Gitmo.

The Loved Dead and Other Revisions (and other works) by HPPoe Caricature Lovecraft. Cthulhu mythos stuff was discussed, EAP envy (which Lovecraft had in spades)…and the fact that this book contains the single most vivid and compelling tale of necrophilia I’ve ever encountered, and that’s saying something. No, I didn’t read it out over dinner.

Damn, forgot to tell my tale of the old boyfriend of mine who heard about how I was such a fan of “Lovecraft books” and asked to borrow them. A week later he returned them, with a puzzled expression. I asked if he hadn’t liked them and he replied: I thought they were gonna be how-to’s.

A Warning to the Curious by MR James. I put forth my theory that ghost stories are definitively English, while Gothic supernatural horror is particularly American…it was not well-received. Fools! again I say Fools! Ia! Shub Ni-ohfugedaboudit.

The Secret History, by Donna Tartt. I state unequivocally that this, combined with A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius, are the two novels which define my generation; this is not good news to anyone who’s read both books. I test my theory that I can recite the first line…The snow was melting and Bunny had been dead for several weeks before we came to understand the gravity of our situation. I get about 70% right.

The New Gothic which includes such authors as Jeannette Winterston, whom we all agree is a genius. I quote her: Why have we submitted to a society which makes imagination a privilege when to each of us it comes as a birthright? Unfortunately, the book also includes Joyce Carol Oates, who is obviously paid by the word…and we descend into the crude, embittered remarks of literati who are not paid by the word at JCO’s rates.

Poetoon

Music for this evening:

Lou Reed: The Raven, his rock opera based on Poe

Closed on Account of Rabies, articulating a theory that Poe died not of alcoholism but of rabies. The album is produced by the Genius Hal Willner and featuring Christopher Walken, Gabriel Byrne, Marianne Faithfull, Iggy Pop, Deborah Harry, and Diamanda Galas reading Poe’s works

Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds: Murder Ballads, which is a collection of songs about murder, either from the point of view of the victim or the point of view of the perpetrator. This plays while we are eating. Bon appetit!

Diamanda Galas: Defixiones/Will and Testament; you either love her or you don’t even recognize it’s music. I, personally, loved the part where she synched up the throbs in her screams with the flashing of the strobes, but that’s just me.

And the menu was: a glass of wine (amontillado was unfortunately not Irish enough for the Shebeen) and The Tell-Tale Artichoke Heart Pasta. Now aren’t you sorry you missed it?