Photo by Voodoo Bill Kustom Photography
How did you get involved in Burlesque?
I impulsively straightened out Cecilia Bravo’s (Fluffgirl) stocking seam as she was washing her hands in the Brickyard’s bathroom. Ihad never met her. I did not say hi. I just crouched down, said ‘your seam is crooked’ and started straightening it in an OCD moment. I was probably high. Anyway she looked down at me and was like ‘Your cute, Do you wanna do burlesque?’ I said yes. obviously.
Whats your favorite act to perform?
My favorite number right now is my Phoenix number cause its new. I don’t like doing stuff more than a few times really so any new number is my favorite. That and for my own personal pleasure I like doing long slow classic burlettas to music that makes you wanna cry and maybe kill yourself just a little bit. Its kinda like masturbation. Give me five minutes I will take off one glove, grind the soul out of that song and work out a few of my demons. Maybe not so entertaining for short attention span audiences but good for me. I probably just need to get them all stoned first.
Whats your favorite act you’ve seen?
Sex at the Circus. Pretty much the whole thing. And Camaro Luvroc’s picnic number. And your Unicorn number. And Shaboobie’s Barbarella number always. And anything Farrah Moans does with fans.
Highlights thus far?
When Amber Ray loved Rosie Delight Needs a New Brain, called me a force of nature and gave me a flower. My heart just melted. I love her. Oh and when a bar full of dirty gory Victoria punks started chanting ‘Praise be to God!’ at me when my music stalled during my bloody nun number. That was good too. Oh and when the ghost of Madame Lucy Mae Brown pretty much told me she approved of Cinco de Murder, where she was the main character, by haunting my ass right before we started the play.
Performance Art or Performance Fart?
I like both but I need balance. The middle way but done by balancing extremes. For every time I paint myself white and do something arty and a little up my ass, I have to balance it out by biting the head off a chicken or stuffing sausage down my pants.
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