Scissor Sisters, Night Work


Since I first heard “Tits on the Radio” all those gay years ago I have had a deep love for Scissor Sisters. I can confidently say I have most every song they’ve recorded, officially-released or otherwise (thank you, illegal downloading). I frequently butcher my way (enthusiastically!) through, “Take Your Mama” at karaoke. I was at Borders on the day Ta-Dah! was released to buy the delux hard copy and I loved that album. I still love that album. It’s eccentric, fun, moody, diverse and funky. I even downloaded some of Del Marquis’s solo music! (Actually not bad at all. He has a very sexy, unexpectedly deep voice. But that’s another post).

When I got wind of another Scissor Sisters album in the works I was deliciously twitterpated. When I finally heard a sample of “Invisible Light” I was… discouraged. It was bland! It was uninteresting! It was generic! Whither Jake’s clever lyrics and interesting melodies? But wait. I cautioned myself. Remember the first time you heard “Bad Romance”?

I remembered the time well. I was at The Elite playing pool. Someone played “Bad Romance” on the jukebox. I thought, this is the new Lady Gaga? And I shrugged and moved on with my day. I shrugged ladies and gentlemen. I shrugged over “Bad Romance”, possible the catchiest song EVER with the best music video in the history of people recording videos for music! Until “Telephone”. Also the video for “Alejandro” which is ridiculous and amazing. The moral of the story is that a first impression is not always to be trusted. “The Fame Monster” ended up being a brilliant album and has spawned much joy and lots of enthusiastic dancing (both at home and at The Cuff). So I put a reassuring hand on my shoulder and I said, “there’s still hope. Give it time.” And I did. And despite all of the trials I had been through, at midnight on June 29th I was on iTunes ready to download the whole album. No picking through the thirty-second samples to make sure I wasn’t making a mistake. Not this time. That kind of behavior might be okay for Katy Perry or Christina Aguilera but the Scissor Sisters and I have history. That has to count for something.

You see, Scissor Sisters? This is my faith. This is my devotion. Don’t let me down.

I downloaded and I went to bed. In the morning, I thought, in the morning we’ll see. So now it’s been two days and I haven’t listened to anything else. That doesn’t necessarily imply enthusiasm; I’m doing research. I felt the need to thoroughly investigate this album. I need to feel its strengths and analyze its weaknesses. My general conclusion has been that it’s good but it’s not awesome. It lacks some of the depth that Ta-Dah! boasted. Ta-Dah! had several themes including falling in love, death and revenge. These things make for an interesting album, to be sure. The themes on Night Work seem to be mostly sex. Not entirely (”Fire with Fire” and “Night Work” are notable exceptions), but mostly.

The songs are catchy. The lyrics over-all aren’t thrilling but Jake delivers vocals that are up to his considerable par. His voice has a pleasant versatility that allows him to sing capably in his head voice or in his lower register and when he sings in that almost-nasally was of his (think the chorus of, “Laura”) it comes off as interesting rather than grating. Ana Matronic does her thing on a few of the songs. Most notable is her, “Filthy/Gorgeous” inspired interlude on, “Any Which Way” wherein she purrs, I need a man who smells like cocoa-butter and cash.  I feel you, girl. As usual there is but one song that with Ana-driven vocals. Last album it was, “Kiss You Off” and this time around it’s, “Skin This Cat” which is a rather unsubtle reference to pussy.

One song that has stood out so far as having some of the more clever wordplay that I appreciate the Scissor Sisters for is “Whole New Way” (so when everyone got home I got your tail between my legs, we can talk about relationships but there’s better things to fill your head with) and other stand-outs are “Running Out”, “Skin Tight”,  “Fire With Fire” (the official first single), and the title-track.

As a whole I’d say it’s a good album. It’s fun to listen to, parts of it are interesting and when the dance mixes start hitting the clubs they’ll make for some good grooves. Personally I prefer a more diverse range of subject matter, tempo and content like what was found on Ta-Dah! but I’m not disappointed in Scissor Sister’s third effort (or fourth or fifth, depending on if you count The Demo Album and the first version of Night Work which was scrapped in its entirety before release). I give it a strong B+.

It’s the prime minister of Iceland. Sorry, I know we were all hoping for someone more exciting. Here’s the post from my favorite feminist blog, Feministing.com

Iceland has not only legalized gay marriage this past weekend, but its Prime Minister Johanna Sigurdardottir married her long-term partner on the day it took effect, making her the world’s only national leader with a same-sex spouse

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How about that!? World-breaking news? No. Kind of cool? Yes.


Continuing on John’s last NSFWednesdays post, things in the porn business that turn you on.

I have found a site called Cam4 (linked to the male side since that’s where my bookmark was) in the last few weeks that I have made a part of my morning/evening routine. The site has hundreds and hundreds of people up on their webcams, doing anything from sitting there fully clothed chatting (not very popular unless they’re very hot), to masturbating, to having sex with partners. If you’re a member (which is free, though of course you can upgrade), you can chat with the guys in a chatroom that’s set up just for that cam. Sometimes the people on cam will listen to the things others type, and sometimes they’ll just tell them to go fuck off.

This is a haven for voyeurism and exhibitionism. Sign me up!

I know I’m not the only one who enjoys stuff like this, obviously since it’s such a popular site. Guys and gals from all over the world use this site. What do you guys think of this site? Hot or not?


This probably is more appropriate for a NSFWednesday, but this simply can not wait another week. I give you the trailer for what might be the best game ever:

This is Zombie Cow’s “Privates” game, and I, frankly, am ecstatic about it.

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So, I had a conversation last night with a good friend of mine about fantasies in porn, and I thought it would make a good topic for a post. Let’s talk about porn, shall we? (We usually do.)

My question is an old one, but I’m bringing some new evidence to the table: what do you look for in porn?

On the one hand, I’d like to ask what the fuck is up with the deluge of faux frat house hazing porn that’s swept the market in the last few months. As near as I can tell, Haze Him and Out in Public (both catering to the same market, roughly) are produced by the same production company. There’s also the new Dick Dorm, which is largely the same as Haze Him except one of the actors doesn’t pretend to be straight. Likewise with Frat Pad. And as long as we’re at it, Broke Straight Boys has been working this formula longer than anyone ( I guess Bait Bus might have done it first, but who ever watched Bait Bus, anyway?).

The premise of these cookie-cutter fantasies is pretty simple: one or more “straight men” are coerced in some way into having sex with a man. For BSB it’s money, for Haze Him et al it’s staged peer pressure and alcohol. The men pretend they aren’t interested (and perhaps sometimes they aren’t) and then after a few seconds of protesting hunker down to a solid twenty minutes of so-so sex with whatever men happen to be in the shot.
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These men (a) always have shaved balls and asses and manicured bushes, (b) very rarely have erection problems, and (c) never need to douche or (it seems) prepare in any way for anal sex. Also, they all agree to sign the wavers needed to publish the porn they’ve been tricked into participating in. Did I miss anything? Now, the question is, does it matter that it’s obviously fake?

On the other hand I offer porn that caters to another set of fantasies. Case in point: Travis Mathews’s new short I Want Your Love. It’s produced by The Naked Sword and features two late-twenty-something gay friends who, out of convenience and curiosity, have sex with one another (I know I’ve been there).
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The sex, the situation, the acting, and the casting all seem geared toward reflecting the actual lives of a certain gay men–but is it hot?

So, the question I have for us to discuss is this: what kind of fantasies do you want to see in your porn? Does the illusion that what you’re seeing is spontaneous or covert get you off? Or do you like to see actors who present something closer to emotional connection? Or do you look to porn for something different altogether? What’s your flavor?