While they often presented themselves as bodybuilders’ publications, their chuckle-prompting titles — Torso, Adonis, Honcho, Mandate — didn’t lie. Gay men’s magazines of decades past were bought by gay men who wanted to look at the erotic illustrations of well- built male bodies therein. Because any- one known to possess such material in the homophobic 1950s and 1960s could experience serious consequences, men hid the magazines under their mat- tresses. These illustrations have now inspired a traveling exhibition, Stroke: From Under the Mattress to the Museum Wall. Curated by notable erotic artist Robert W. Richards and orig- inating at the Leslie-Lohman Museum of Gay and Lesbian Art, the popular show contains 24 original illustrations that ap- peared in gay magazines from the 1950s to the 1990s. It also looks at how gay men, forced into the closet during those decades, used these pictures to explore their sexuality intimately. It additionally serves as a showcase for the artists in- volved. On view are works by two dozen top artists of the times, including Touko Laaksonen (Tom of Finland), Antonio Lopez (Antonio), and David Martin.More
Producer, writer, and activist who produced shows like All in the Family, Sanford and Son, and Maude, is awarded the 2016 Freedom of Expression Award after a screening of the new documentary Norman Lear: Just Another Version of You.More
At the main festival ground on Saturday July 23rd and Sunday July 24th at Fort Mason Center, we welcome many celebrities from Japan, including WORLD ORDER, Silent Siren, Wednesday Campanella, GARNiDELiA, Mitz Mangrove, and many more, and we will also host a variety of events, including J-POP LIVE concerts, Meet & Greet sessions, Q&A with special guests, Interactive Summit, Travel Pavilion, Ramen & Sake Summit, dance, karaoke,cosplay and'J-POP Queen' drag contests.More
There's nothing surprising anymore about the cross-pollination of jazzbos gigging with rockers and laptoppers, especially in the mutation-friendly music scene of Oslo, Norway (see: Jaga Jazzist, Supersilent). But it's rare to hear a band that exposes the fissures. While this Norwegian quartet's third and latest record appeals on many levels, from the prog/fusion ear candy of the riffs to the intimacy of its quiet passages, its staying power comes from the lurching disconnects: drunken and wonky, serene yet comical, and hiccuped by an array of noises, farts, and whispers. The four guys in the Shining are all in their 20s, and they include a jazz/fusion keyboardist, a saxophonist frontman who name-drops Sepultura, a pop-session drummer, and the bassist for, um, Norway's biggest hip hop act; they genuinely sound like they can't agree on a direction, but they hammer out one intriguing accommodation after another.