Jeff offered me a ticket to go and see the new Tosca at the Met. I caught most of the “controversial” moments that led to the opening night crowd booing the director, but was nodding out despite the lovely, stirring singing and so I made my exit at the second intermission. The production? There were… Continue Reading
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The pig mask/Santa rape scene was hot….
Because of the kindness of a friend I got to see the production of Die Soldaten at the Park Avenue Armory last night, and it was one kinky affair: bare bottomed bath house attendant spanking, cross dressed breast fondling ballet, semi nude superchub twelve-toning and so on. It was culcha, babies! We were seated in… Continue Reading