Showing posts with label JUDY GARLAND. Show all posts
Showing posts with label JUDY GARLAND. Show all posts

Monday, April 3, 2023

THE RAINBOW DISCONNECTION

picture it kittens...it's 1939 and a young milky cream skinned brunette
in pig tailed braids and a checkered pinafore dress known as the carefree niece DORTHY GALE who was crash'n in the spare bedroom on her aunt and uncle's farm in Kansas...played by the sweet soulful songbird miss JUDY GARLAND who so eloquently poured from her cushion pillowed lips about dream'n of a better technicolor life somewhere over the rainbow where skies are blue...and the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true (as long as you take yer hallucinogens with a warm glass of moo juice before bedtime)  which was telecast every year durin' the festivous holiday known as the butcher'n of the turkey and taters with a side of family dysfunctionality in november that was an annual tradition from 1959 til 1991 on commercial broadcast television
(well except in 1963 presumably cuz Marilyn's pre-tinder hook-up never showed up fer their hook-up one fateful afternoon)

by 1979...the banjo play'n amphibious muppet know to the world as the 
beloved lime felted KERMIT THE FROG...strummed his way thru the bayou teach'n us young GEN X'ers "someday we'll find it...the rainbow connection...the lovers...the dreamers...and me" which pretty much meant even the oddest person out can find a connection with the world somewhere if you look hard enough (even if yer just full of foam and a hand up yer amphibious ass)

we have all ridden the rainbow of chemically prepackaged pink hearts...
orange stars...yellow moons...green clovers...blue diamonds and purple horseshoes every morn'n before school or saturday morn'n cartoons... 
or binge'n on mary jane while binge'n on MARY TYLER MOORE durin' those wasted dorm years..
and who among us hasn't tasted the rainbow crave'ns splatter'n across our face from time to time
BUTT...now

apparently as the musical director had spent weeks with her 1st graders 
learn'n the lyrics fer their spring concert at Heyer elementary school in Waukesha County to the songs "IT'S A SMALL WORLD" (sung in spanish) 
"HERE COMES THE SUN" by the BEATLES
and the patron saint of big wigs and even bigger cross yer heart bra's...the song bird of the south DOLLY PARTON and her goddaughter MILEY CYRUS's duet "RAINBOWLAND" that the kids were beyond excited to learn as reported

leave it to the cheddar headed administrational basturds who deemed 
the DOLLY duet as "controversial" just cuz of the word "rainbow" was bein' used in the song as it might give the wrong message to the lil sing'n angels and the audience...ummm...about what? teach'n the lil kittens how they should accept everyone just as they are with lyrics like "we are all rainbows....every color every hue...let it shine on through...together we can start living in a rainbowland"

well let's just call it was this totally is...typical fear monger'n brain wash'n 
rhetorical absofuckinlute GOP BULLSHIT who love guns more than the lives of the lil kittens they supposedly want to protect!

who is so fuck'n threatened by the fact that a national big box company just happens to sell some boy's line of tee's with that dreaded...dastardly CHER ferbidden R-A-I-N-B-O-W on it...completely destroy'n the very idea of masculinity that ALL boys from 3-10 yearn for (as if lil Johnny would say to his parental advisor "awww geez daddy...i don't want another shirt with a football on it...i want the tee that screams HEY come and stick yer hand down my jumper and bukakee all over my britches")

what's next? lobotomize ANY lil kitten that happens to look up into the sky 
after a rain storm and notices a rainbow on full semi erect display? 

so LISTEN UP all you alarmist fuckertards...you DO NOT ever fuck with 
 DOLLY or her music...P-E-R-I-O-D!
cuz i'll tell you one thing...if you say another word about DOLLY or make another indecent proposal...i'm gonna get that gun of DOLLY's and i'll change you from a rooster to a hen with one shot!
have a hippity hoppity week and GET OFF MY DRESS!

Monday, January 21, 2019

retouch'n my roots

i discovered a helluva lotta things over the weekend...
like fer instance...how apple spice febreeze that you stocked up on at the after xmas sale fer 79 cents a can...DOES NOT make yer quaint lil shit box smell like the fresh baked apple pie that yer granny used to bake...when yer try'na mask the smell of burnt popcorn you made...no matter how much you've sprayed...while wait'n on yer brother and his wife to visit fer the nite

that when yer fav-o-rit vegan vommit'n brother visits fer the nite...
and decides to take you out fer dinner in a glass...just as long as there's somethin' on the menu to fulfill his cruelty free conscious tasty buds...then proceeds to drop more bombs than they did at Hiroshima back at yer pleasant lil shitbbox...with the same deadly results...to yer nasal passages
BUTT the biggest find i found...was bigger than any other i've seen
fugetabod Ru Paul's regurgitated hag race
or the answer to the poor man's macaroni and cheese excrement...
cuz the BIGGEST thing i've ever come across...since chipp'n my teeth last saturday nite with some rico suave from Racine WI...
was my accidental find'ns of the irish born sing'n sensation and perform'n illusionist...the one and only...fantabulously delishcious...DANNY LA RUE

born Daniel Patrick Carol 1927...he was the youngest of 5 children...
Danny moved to London in 1937...and became an alter boy in his tender teen years...think'n he wanted to join into the priest hood later on down the road...
much like i myself...who also was an alter boy in my younger prepubescent years...when my aunt used to tell me that i should go into the priesthood when i grow up...before i decided...i needed a much bigger pulpit to perform from as thee future unintentionally internationally unknown perform'n illusionist of my own universe...
but me...like DANNY's mother...knew he needed a much bigger stage

in 1943...Danny joined the navy and has his 1st break entertain'n... 
 the troops...that is until finally...in 1954...Danny started perform'n on stage...in the spotlight...fer the masses on their asses in London's famous West End

once the 1960's rolled around...DANNY was consume'n the spotlight...
the houses were packed nite after glorious nite...with no room to breath...
with the likes of Barbara Streistand and Judy Garland as many of his fasmous celeb fans

one of his most famous fans that he became chummy with was actual
royalty...who he even had the pleasure of fry'n up a back hand sammich for on one particular nite when a tuned up Princess Margaret slapped DANNY across the face...durin' the 60's at one of her parties...all cuz DANNY told her to lay off the liquor...days later she would be bow'n to his heels fer forgivness

by 1972 DANNY LA RUE starred as the lead'n lady in his only 
big screen comedic debut...set durin' WW 2

once the hedonistic decade of heroin and hairspray rolled around...
travel'n the world with many successful tours...

bein' the perfectionist that he was...DANNY was forced to perform...
 past his prime..thanx in part...by 2 canuks that conned him in 1983...
after the sale of Walton Hall hotel he had purchased many years earlier

after suffer'n a mild stroke in 2006...DANNY LA RUE had unfortunately
met his maker by 2009 due to throat cancer complications at the ripe old age of 81

though gone...thanx to the inter webbage...& my globally dominated blog
DANNY LA RUE will never be forgotten!
 now get off my dress!

Monday, October 6, 2014

page'n Miss Lange

famously known fer being the land of 10,000 lakes to many...
though more commonly known as the land of 9,999 bottoms...depend'n on which non heterosexual bar i happen to stumble into on any given nite...but there are many many many other greatness's that have come outta the north star state...fer instance...
thee legendary songbird/pre-PETA activist with the pig tails and untouchable ruby slippers who had an insatiable appetite fer role players into fourgies
thee hottest players in the league...the Minnesota twins
and of course no one can ever remember to ferget the thee unintentionally internationally unknown perform'n illusionist of their own universe

but alas...there is even one more HUGELY SUCCESSFUL body of greatness...that stands out above ALL thee above...(well...only cuz today's topic is all about her and her current amaze'n presence on the tellie)

she's been molested by an obsessed over grown ape...
with an ego the size of the Empire State...and i ain't talk'n about Melania Trump

much like Miss Spears has done fer her amaze'n drag show concert in Vegas

married mother of 2 fer 25 years...try'n to hold her marriage...her family and her dignity...with acceptance...love...and change

from the bright lights on broadway to the silver screen in hollyweird...
and everything in between...JESSICA LANGE is one of thee most admired...incredibly gifted and diverse actresses of our time

captivate'n a new generation of gothic tales and a huge legion of fans...
portray'n the scorned wife fer the afterlife as CONSTANCE LANGDON...in the FX masterpiece

by season 2....JESSICA proved to be even more deliciously disturbed...
play'n a reformed alcoholic nun...SISTER JUDE MARTIN...for the deformed and defamed...
and gives a psychotically stellar performance with her pipes...that should be covered by every queen in train'n heels from coast to coast...before attempt'n any top 40 number in the big gurl shoes...and no sunday show tunes beer bust should do without...in...

the follow'n year...JESSICA would return as thee ultimate SUPREME...
(beat'n out Miss Ross by a million miles i might add)
as FIONA GOODE...master'n the "7 wonders" of witchcraft...in...

and finally....after months of withdraw...the wait is almost over kittens...
on oct 8th...Miss Lange will return fer her final masterpiece performance...that i predict will give her another Emmy come award season next year...in the best macabre series on television since the MUNSTERS...as ELSA MARS...the narcissistically manipulative owner and ring master of the cabinet of curiosities...set in Jupiter,FL durin' the 1950's...in...

and no side show would be complete without it's cast of famed freaks...
include'n the return of KATHY BATES...as one helluva bearded lady...Ethel Darling

 SARAH PAULSON...as the 2 headed lady...Bette and Dot Tattler

ANGELA BASSET...as the 3-breasted lady...Desiree Dupree

EVAN PETERS...as hot to trot Jimmy Darling...more commonly known as Lobster boy

MICHAEL CHIKLIS...as strong man Dell Toledo

EMMA ROBERTS...as fortune tell'n Maggie Esmerelda

FRANCES CONROY...as wealthy socialite Gloria Mott

also starr'n an array of other brilliant sensationalalities...

include'n fan fav-o-rit...PEPPER the pinhead

 and introduce'n Paul the illustrated seal

 Legless Suzi

 and pint sized princess...Ma Petite

but the biggest freak of them all looks like it'll be the sinisterly sensation...
TWISTY

with a plethora of endless costume creations that is AMERICAN HORROR STORY to choose from fer yer hallowed eve'ness celebration right around the corner...start yer wednesday nite out right and switch on FX this oct...

and get off my dress!