04/18/2005
Ancient History
Maybe it's just the mood I'm in today but there's something that feels desperately lonely about this sad photograph of a wrinkled yellow T-shirt and pair of shorts once owned by the late porn legend Joey Stefano and put up for sale from the estate of dead drag queen Karen Dior. Perhaps it's the other items in the photo — the cluttered apartment or the dusty crystal chandelier — that lend the photo a lugubrious quality. Or knowing that the hard, fast, self-destructive life of Nick Iacona ended in a drug overdose. Or the notion that somebody might want to buy two ordinary, unsexual articles of clothing simply to be one step closer to a fantasy on a porn video from the 80's. In any case, it's for tsunami relief, so bid away! (thanks Alex)
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Bid and die, bitches, that outfit is mine!
Posted by: Dan B | Apr 18, 2005 4:06:00 PM
Or maybe it's the fact that Karen Dior went around for years afterward telling people that she gave Stefano the gear -- and in some versions, the actual injection -- that sent him toward the light...
Posted by: Seamus | Apr 18, 2005 6:06:03 PM
Ah Andy..it must be the light coming over the Hudson...
I remember working out next to Joey at some midtown gym...he was a very, very sexy guy. I would see him around West Hollywood also. I guess he was around. I remember asking someone, I think it was the porn reviewer for some major gay publication, what Joey Stefano's fame was..and this is what I recall. He said Joey was famous for being a "power" bottom. I said, what does that mean, and he said, up until Joey, most bottoms in porn were usually passive. Maybe it was an "agressive bottom." Point is, I guess Joey's claim to fame was that he didn't just get fucked, he was apparently very agressive in his fucking.
Karen (or Geoff Gann) i met a long time ago at a great club in LA called Sit & Spin. Now, you may think I was simply naive, but I thought Geoff was this really sexy, androgenous guy. He was dressed like a Catholic priest that night and I recall that he had nothing on under this long robe.
We went on a date.
We went to his place in West Hollywood, and it was then, there, that he pulled out a large portfolio. He proceeded to show me these photographs of him in drag. I think he was a bit intrigued that I didn't know who he was. I remember thinking, Oh lord, what have I gotten myself into..." We did end up having sex, which itched (he was a shaved boy).
He was always, extremely kind and gentle to me. And I did see him throughout the years. The last time, and this is realy sad...it was at this apartment where he was making his debut as a singer...and it was not very good. People lost interest and moved on, as he kinda kept at it much, much too long.
The I heard he was sick, he had gone spiritual and was writing columns for various magazines.
Then I heard he was gone.
Gone is just a four letter word for nothing left to lose...and the sad, sad part about so many of these HIV related deaths is that the really fun people, the colorful people, the enchanting people are gone.
If your ever in the neighborhood of temple and beverly blvds in los angeles, you will see a vacant lot...and that is where the photographer Steven Arnold held court and camera. And there was nothing quite like it. You entered into another world, magical, cosmic, celebrity frequented, and it was inspiring to watch Steven work, always a hint of sexuality, always looking to heaven, wings outstretched, heading home.
Posted by: Mad Queen | Apr 18, 2005 7:51:36 PM
That's funny...I saw Joey just the other night behind Micky's sharing a smoke with Elvis...
Posted by: Chi Chi | Apr 20, 2005 1:13:36 AM
Little Joey. Those were the days before the onslaught of Internet porn. No one could do it better than Mr. Stefano. I always think of this Suede Song whenever he comes to mind...
Because we're young, because we're gone,
We'll take the tide's electric mind, oh yeah?, oh yeah,
We're so young and so gone, let's chase the dragon, oh,
Because we're young, because we're gone,
we'll scare the skies with tigers eyes, oh yeah? oh yeah,
We're so young and so gone, let's chase the dragon, oh
Let's chase the dragon...
...from our home high in the city where the skyline
stained the snow, I fell for a servant who kept me on the boil
We're so young and so gone, let's chase the dragon from our home
Posted by: Miss Vicious Vixen Mission Stardust | Jan 12, 2007 4:06:07 AM
..and as of 8:20pm on this 4th day of October, the auction has been removed.
Sad and lonely, indeed.
Posted by: KevinIsTheNewShirley | Oct 4, 2008 8:21:14 PM
...and as of 8:23pm on this 4th day of October, the painful realization that the link that brought me to this story proves that I am a dumbass.
Ancient History, indeed.
Posted by: KevinIsTheNewShirley | Oct 4, 2008 8:24:24 PM