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Super Fun E-Mails.

Katie Thomas

My Old Pal (not the real) Ron Jeremy writes:

Hope all is well and that you enjoy the holidays. A few random questions I was hoping you could answer:

1. Ever had male talent pass gas while shooting “eat some ass“? If not I would encourage you to feed male talent broccoli, beans and such before scenes. The reaction of the female talent would be priceless.

2. Which male talent most often appears on girl’s “no I won’t do a scene with him” list?

3. I came across a clip on the web featuring wesley t pipes. He was sweet talking a blonde in a driveway and the scene was shot from a distance so you could see the two standing next to one another. I was shocked at how short Wesley appeared, or perhaps the blonde was very tall. He appeared to be so short that I did not see him as a fierce, scary negroe, but rather as a porch monkey that might do tricks and tell jokes at a party in return for some bananas, a bottle of booze and a pat on the head. How tall is that negroe?

Ron!

Here ya go, and in the same format as you asked them…back at ya!

1) Yes. Here’s some free salad tossing movies from the scene in which the gal gets a blast of gas in the face.

2) Brian Pumper.

3) Wesley Pipes is almost 6 feet tall, I bet. Which means the blonde was very tall. And I dare you — I fucking double dare you — to call him a porch monkey to his face.

As always, keep in touch bro! It’s always fun to get your e-mails.

My Text Msg. Conversation with Delilah Strong

Delilah Strong

I love Delilah Strong.

I shot her a while back for Manojob; then, I shot her for Jizz On My Glasses; and a really long time before that…maybe even 3 years ago, we took a trip to the gloryhole. In fact, she’s one of the few porno gals to blow two dicks in the hole…here’s some free gloryhole movies of Delilah doing just that!

Delilah was even an early I Shoot Porn Interview.

Since then, we’ve been pals. Delilah’s such a filthy little slut that she took it upon herself to send out a mass text message to all the people in Porno Land announcing her first double-penetration scene. Isn’t that sweet?

What follows herein is a transcript of our text message conversation — none of it deleted, edited (except for grammar and punctuation), or fucked with for any reason whatsoever…even if it means making some people a bit upset:

Delilah Strong: Wassup bitches! Now I can truly say I’m a dirty little whore! I just did my first DP!

Billy: Why in the world didn’t you do it for Blacks On Blondes?

DS: Because I don’t do interracial anal.

BW: Aw, not even for me? I thought you said you might do IR anal for me.

DS: Well, I haven’t done one yet. It would really depend on the guy.

BW: Pick the guy. Any guy. Well, almost. And I’ll book it.

DS: Someone decently sized. Not too thick but long enough.

BW: Mandingo?

DS: Probably not. That’s a little too much.

BW: I was kidding. How about Ace?

DS: Possibly he would work.

BW: Carlton Banks?

DS: Don’t know him.

BW: Pumper?

DS: Hell no. I don’t like him.

BW: HAHA!!

DS: By the way, I’m not blonde anymore!

BW: I don’t care. You’re Delilah Strong.

DS: LOL. Well, we will think of someone.

BW: Can I blog our text messages? I’ll tell all my readers how to buy an authentic pair of Delilah Strong’s soiled panties.

DS: Yes! And please do!

Afterward: Bet you never thought a porno blog would have an afterward, huh? And yep, they really are her panties.

Delilah Strong

Comparative Pornography

Hina Ohtsuka

Did I ever mention the time I went to Paris? And walked into a dirty bookstore? It’s amazing what was legal over there, and on the shelves, ready to buy: chicks doing horses and dogs (legal!); movies with 16 and 17 year old girls (legal!); pooping and pissing movies (legal!); and it seems each weird kink is really popular in certain countries.

Germans love to use each other like a toilet. I forget who loves the barnyard flicks. And it appears everyone in Europe loves 16 year old girls. And we all know the Japanese love their bukkake.

I didn’t know this until recently, but Japanese porn stars — the female talent — are called “AV Idols”. I can’t remember why.

My Actor Pal loves the AV Idols. He’s one of those dudes who obsesses on Asian girls. By the way, I can no longer refer to my actor pal as anything but “Actor Pal” due to a “moral clause” in his contract with the studio; he can’t be associated with anything having to do with the P Word.

Anyways, Actor Pal knows all about AV Idols. He’s the one who defined the term for me, and he says that in Japan, they’re very popular. And they’re not looked down upon, like porn stars can be here in the US. Actor Pal also tells me the Yakuza (Japanese Mafia) runs all the porn in Japan, and the dudes in the Yakuza are all tatted up, but none of the dudes here in LA had any tats on them whatsoever. In fact, the local translator confirmed none of the Japanese guys here are Yakuza.

Japanese porn is kooky. With a K.

Noah, my editor, watches it a lot, and he showed me some. The best was a flick called “Sex Truck Fully Open” (this is a translation, of course) and it featured three AV Idols and three dudes driving around Tokyo in a large truck…the kind of truck you’d use to move a houseful of furninture. As they drove around the city, they’d do all sorts of naughty things in the truck, right in the middle of traffic. And every once in a while, they’d show some building, superimposed in the upper right corner of the screen.

The only thing we could think of is those were the buildings they were driving by as the did The Naughty.

Foreplay only while driving in the truck, and it went on for about 45 minutes — no exaggeration! Imagine shooting 45 minutes of foreplay in an American porno.

Did you know Japanese censorship laws call for pixilated penises and vaginas? No naughty bits for them to see! And we thought the Bush Administration was bad.

Suddenly, the truck pulled over in front of a public park, pulled up to the curb, and parked.

Parked truck meant the end of foreplay and the start of the sex.

And right when they were really getting down, the whole side of the truck would suddenly open! The truck was totally tricked out, so, with the push of a button, its side opened. And it opened without any warning whatsoever, so everyone doing the naughty were suddenly exposed to the folks who happened to be walking through the park!

Of course the camera would focus on the startled AV Idols, as well as the equally startled spectators. The AV Idols would sheepishly continue, and the people walking the park would do a variety of things: cover their eyes and leave; pretend they didn’t see what they saw and keep walking; watch with interest; watch with disbelief; and, invariably, the ones who covered their eyes and left would return later.

They opened and closed the door, totally at random, for the next half hour or so. Finally a large crowd formed around the truck, waiting anxiously for those doors to open.

And open they did.

They opened the doors one final time, and the dudes blew their loads on the AV Idols, and everyone clapped, and then the crowd was actually invited in to the truck, where they all got to meet the stars of the show! During the AV Idol clean-up time!!

Sex Truck Fully Open. Kooky…with a K.

Hina Ohtsuka is an AV Idol. There I am, underneath her, behaving like a perv. She sure is a tiny little thing! Hina’s here to do a gang bang scene, because, from what I understand, black dudes banging the AV Idols is getting popular in Japan. Go figure…it shouldn’t be too long before there’s an Asian version of Blacks On Blondes — I’m sure it already exists.

If it was my site, I’d call it Spooks on Gooks, just to piss everyone off.

Interview with a Porn Star (#23) – Emma Cummings

Emma Cummings

I Shoot Porn: Hey Emma! Tell everyone how you got into the dirty movie business.

Emma Cummings: Through you, of course!

ISP: Tell everyone how, exactly.

EC: My fiancé found the audition / casting call link, and he had me e-mail you. I then swapped information with you and called you. We talked and you introduced me to LA Direct where I signed and have been getting work from ever since.

ISP: You know I get so many dudes e-mailing me…and hardly any girls. And all the girls who do e-mail aren’t really serious. I’m glad I got you hooked up! How many scenes have you shot, and who have they been with?

EC: I’ve done three. I worked with T Reel for Red Light. Then Jack Lawrence for Naughty America. And then…um. It was a Hustler Barely Legal scene with a new guy…Alan Stamford.

ISP: So what do you think so far?

EC: I love it! I get to get fucked and I get paid to do it! I’m in control the whole time. What I’ll do — and what I won’t do — are made clear before I start shooting. It’s not a dirty set-up where you’re forced into things you don’t want.

ISP: So would you go as far as to say pornographer are nice people?

EC: Yes! So far everyone I’ve worked with have been nice and really considerate. Some have been crazy, but that’s OK.

ISP: Define crazy.

EC: Hyperactive. Very excited. In a good way, though.

ISP: Do you think they’re getting hyperactive over your beautiful teen Latina tits and ass?

EC: Definitely ass. Juan Cuba went crazy over my ass! Everyone on set was, like, I would love to touch that ass!

ISP: Can I see your ass?

EC: Of course! (She jumps off my bed, stands next to me, and pulls her pants down. I snap the pic).

ISP: WOW! That is a beautiful teen Latina ass. May I touch it?

EC: Of course! (I grope her ass and rub myself like a pervy creep).

ISP: Have you met any pervy creeps yet?

EC: Um, no. You’re the first!

ISP: Do you like pervy creeps?

EC: You’re pretty cool!

ISP: How did you come up with your last name?

EC: I was sitting in my agent’s office, and I was trying to come up with something that would sound good with “Emma”, and I wanted “Cums”…but they said “Cummings”. I didn’t know about Barbie Cummings then, or I would have come up with somthing different. Now people are gonna think we’re related. (Laughs)

ISP: We can have two Cummings in porn.

EC: The more cumming the better!

ISP: Before you got into porn, would you have considered yourself a sexual person?

EC: Yes, since the age of 12. Um, I’ve been extremely horny since about that. I’ve found myself wanting sex day and night. My dad would end up walking into my room in the middle of the night cause I was moaning so loudly. He was worried my mom would think there was something bad going on between us! I would play with myself a lot. I used a table candle! It was a thin, long one. I would watch porn when my parents weren’t home and play with the candle!

ISP: What kind of porn were you watching?

EC: Regular old sex movies. People fucking. Hardcore shit.

ISP: What’s your favorite part of porn, as a viewer?

EC: The actual fucking part. Watching a guy fuck a girl was my main “get off” point.

ISP: How old were you when you got laid?

EC: Surprisingly enough it wasn’t until I was 17.

ISP: Sucking?

EC: Oh! I started blowing guys when I was 14. I hate to swallow, so I let the guys blow on my face.

ISP: That’s hot! What about non-porno stuff? Like, what do you like to do? Hobbies?

EC: I write Harry Potter fan fiction. And sex scenes.

ISP: Huh? Harry Potter fan fiction? WTF?

EC: You take characters from the Harry Potter and you make up your own plots…mine are always romance, which means there’s lotsa sex.

ISP: Is Harry well-hung in your stories?

EC: Everyone’s well hung! Except Ron Weasley. He’s always the bad guy in my stories.

ISP: In your stories, is Hermione a black cock slut?

EC: She’s never fucked a black cock, but anything’s possible!

ISP: Can Billy Watson become a wizard in one of your stories?

EC: Yea, you’ll be my next guest star!

ISP: Good. Make sure my I’m well hung, too.

EC: Yes, of course…and we’ll do a double vag with Hermione!

Emma Cummings

Evilyn Lin and her Manojob.

Evilyn Lin

This cat named Joe called and asked me to direct a scene for him. It was a boy/girl scene for one of his DVD lines, and he had a hockey game that night, so I told him sure, I’ll shoot the scene.

“It’s Evilyn Lin,” he said. “She’s super fucking hot.”

I knew who she was, and instead of having Joe pay me to shoot his scene, I told him I wanted to shoot her for Manojob, and he could just pay her, and I’d be happy to shoot both scenes. He agreed. He should have; it was a good deal for him.

When I got to set, there was Evilyn, and she was super sweet right from the get go, and next to her was this nerdy kind of guy that looked like a college kid majoring in something like engineering. He certainly didn’t look like a suticase pimp. Those types are usually middle-aged cops who retired early and have a thing for watching their girlfriends getting fucked on film by the kind of guys they used to beat up with a billy club.

Maybe Evilyn’s dude looked like an engineering major cause he is a college kid majoring in engineering.

And Evilyn’s a college girl, paying for her over-priced tuition by shooting on the weekends.

God Bless Porn.

I went over both scenes with Evilyn while she was in make-up, and I waited for the male talent to show up for the handjob shoot. Long story short, he flaked. So I spent the next half hour trying to find someone to get their dick jerked by Evilyn. I mean, really…you think something like that would be a cinch, right?

Wrong.

A big portion of the talent pool in LA — the male talent, I mean — are completely jaded and can’t get off from a simple handjob. Plus, why take a handjob scene when there’s fuck scenes out there? In addition to being able to fuck the girl, you get paid a whole lot more.

In other words, why get jerked and make $100 when you can do The Big Naughty and bank $400 or $500? And hit that pussy?

I was just about to give up, which was gonna kill me, cause…well. Just look at her! An Asian barely-legal in pigtails? In a pink bedroom full of stuffed animals? Licking on one of those over-sized lollipops you get at a corporate theme park?! I know my members would love that sort of shit. Hell, come to think about it…who doesn’t?

That’s when it dawned on me…ask the boyfriend to be male talent! And I did, and he said sure, and, in fact, he was excited cause he’d always wanted to be male talent, and no one was willing to give him a shot.

“Well, here’s your shot,” I said.

He took his shot, and he missed. Really, he stepped up to the plate and his gun wasn’t even really loaded.

Don’t blame him. It’s not like he’s impotent. Well, at least I’m pretty sure he’s not. You guys don’t believe me when I tell you this gig ain’t easy. Especially for guys. Shit, girls can fake it…and they do, in almost every single scene. As a dude, it’s very difficult to do anything sexy in front of strangers, especially when the spot light’s on you. And there’s no way to fake a boner — or a money shot. In addition, I had just sprung it on the poor guy; he had no time to mentally prep himself for the scene.

Evilyn looked at me, and I looked at Evilyn, and she said, “well, what are we gonna do?”

I looked at her boyfriend, and her boyfriend looked at me, and The Boyfriend said, “I know how to take pictures. I shoot stills for her site. We’re building it right now. I mean, if you can show me how to run your video camera, I can shoot you two.”

I looked at Evilyn, and Evilyn was looking for her panites, and I know she didn’t give a shit who she jerked…she just wanted the paycheck. And then I looked at her dude, and he looked at me, and I thought to myself this is got to be the weirdest shit I’ve ever done in my life and then I looked at Evilyn again, and she was pulling her panties back on, and that’s when I thought fuck it. I’m down.

I’m not male talent. Really, I’m not. I mean shit — look at my steamin’ 6 incher and you tell me…is that a porno dick?

¡No way José!

But it goes well with my super-tight six-pack of abs, and that beautiful set o’ pectorals I carry around my upper-body.

So here’s Evilyn Lin, standing right in front of me, and she’s a barely-legal Asian hottie (honestly, I’m not into Asians…I just felt the need to toss that adjective in), and I kinda laughed to myself thinking about it: her dude’s gonna film his chick jerking my dick. A total stranger.

Well, not a total stranger. I mean we’d known each other for 15 minutes. That counts as something, right? Plus, this is a job, and we’re gonna get the job done, damnit!

And get it done we did. The job, that is. Cause it’s not sex, no matter what you think. Besides, a handjob isn’t sex, right? And even if we fucked on camera, it’s work. That’s what’s so hard for people to realize. This is the sex business; it’s a business, and there’s sex involved, and since it’s “work”, it really isn’t sex, right?

Right.

And it’s certainly never love.

Evilyn Lin

My Memory Woes.

Weezer

I put on Velvet Revolver’s first and only record for two reasons:

1) as nothing more than a test of my patience…

and

2) to hear how loud I could crank my new speakers!

I’m stoked.

I scored a pair of vintage Klipsch Heresy’s off eBay. My old speakers were about the size of refrigerators. My little house is a total bachelor pad, and the first clue anyone got when they walked through my front door were the speakers that used to take up my entire front room. I have no idea who made them, but my pal J gave them to me before he hauled ass to Hawaii. They were so gargantuan he didn’t want to deal with shipping them.

I loved those speakers, but I’ve wanted Heresys since I can remember. Since I started listening to records. It was about the same time I had black light posters lining my bedroom walls, and whenever my girlfriend would sneak in late at night, I’d have all the lights off — except my black light, of course — and something like Pink Floyd’s Animals playing softly. That, or, say, an early Genesis record…the ones when Peter Gabriel was still in the band.

Once inside my room, we’d make out, and if the Gods were smiling upon me, I’d get a handjob.

It’s so fucking nice to spend time at home. My new porno studio had consumed so much of my time since October, I almost forgot how nice my little Arizona bungalow is…and how many records I have. Cause I’m looking at them now, scattered all over the place.

I’ve always been a collector. In 5th grade it was beer cans. Then records. And books. And it’s pretty much been books and records ever since the beer can craze ended, in, say, 1979. Oh! Don’t forget vintage smut! I collect that, too.

And since I’ve got some time on my hands, and no dirty movies to make, why not clean up my place a bit? Get the records off the floor, mainly, and since I lost my gigantic speakers, everything off the tops of them have to be put away, too: CD’s, pictures of my family, my anti-static record zapping gun; a handful of reader’s club book cards from a local used bookstore, assorted pens and pencils, loose change, and last month’s ARTFourm.

It’s been less than 10 minutes, and my patience is tried. Isn’t it funny that The Velvet Revolver isn’t even 1/10,000th as good as The Velvet Underground, even though both lead singers were junkies?

I don’t remember buying Coltrane’s A Love Supreme, but there it is! And what a reprieve from Scott Weiland. And sure enough, here’s two copies of R.E.M.’s first EP, to go along with the one that’s already been filed away. But what’s a Sonny Rollin’s record doing in the REM section? And how in the world did The Fabulous Poodles get smooshed in between The Feelies?

I got my record shelving from IKEA. (It’s my corporate guilty pleasure, surpassed only by Starbucks). Thinking I’d outsmart the folks who designed my shelves, I attached 6 wooden coasters (also an IKEA purchase) under the shelving, so my cleaning lady could move it around to vacuum behind it. The problem, of course, is the shelves weren’t designed to have coasters under them, and with all my records shelved, the bottom started to bow…and it bowed so much my little brother had to pull all the records off and remove the coasters. Creepy Q, our editor, helped out. With all my records all over the floor, they decided to put them in ABC order! Isn’t that nice? Except there’s a Solly Rollins record in with REM, and all my spoken word records got alphabetized instead of grouped into one section, as did my soundtracks and compilations. How in the world do you alphabetize a reggae compilation, anyway?

I shouldn’t bitch though; and, in fact, I’m grateful.

How did I end up here? Oh yea. There’s more records on my floor, but as I’m putting them away, I realize I’m totally losing any sort of long term memory I’ve had, cause no way in hell 10 years ago I’d buy three copies of anything REM made. They’re OK and all, but 3 copies? Of Chronic Town? My god! And here’s an unopened Postal Service, on white vinyl no less, with an extra 12″ and a booklet! When did I buy this?

OK, I won’t bore you anymore.

I should probably be talking about making dirty movies, right? About blowjobs and cumshots and ass eatin’ and girls eating pussy and sodomy and cuckolds and gloryholes and blow bangs and gangbangs and double vag and teen girls worshiping big black monster dicks.

There…feel better now?

Super Fun E-mails, or, I Wanna Be The Next Jenna Jameson!

The Next Jenna

K writes:

My names K I’m 20 years old, my birthday is August, 1986 and i’m from [the East Coast]. Im Italian Brown hair with blonde highlights , brown eyes, in extremly good shape, i’m a 34B, Im a size 0. Im interested in becomming a porn star because its something ive always wanted to do and of course to make some extra money! I’m very outgoing, friendly, sexual and energenic. I really look forward to hearing back from you, Happy New Year!

Heya K!

You know…it’s funny. While tons of dudes e-mail me about this all the time, not a whole lot of chicks do. The few that have actually stepped up to the plate and sent pictures never really followed through with what I told them, and what I’m about to tell you.

Get on a plane and get your sweet ass to Los Angeles ASAP. I will have my PA, Cherry Poppens, pick you up at the airport, and I’ll get you right into my studio, where, over the span of, say, 48 hours, you can make $3,000 or $4,000 dollars…depending on how much sucking and fucking you can do over those two days. If you don’t have the plane ticket, I just might front it.

I can book you right away for a handjob movie, and a blowjob movie, then we’ll do another blowjob movie, then you can eat some ass, then do another suck and fuck movie; and then, if you’ll do black guys, you can do another blowjob movie, and then you can do an interracial sex movie, and then, we’ll work some more on top secret sites no one knows about yet!!

Sounds great, right? I mean it takes some people a month to make that kinda scratch…and you can do it in two days! And during those two days it won’t even be an 8 hour work day! If you can call sucking and fucking “work”. I mean, it’s not like you’re going to be moving large, heavy rocks from one side of the road to the other. Can you believe it?!

Then, I’ll send you to a big talent agency, where you’ll make $20,000 to $30,000.

A month.

It’s legal, too! And you’ll be working for names like Hustler, and Red Light, and Vivid, and all sorts of companies you’ve never ever heard of.

Not a lot of people in our society make that kind of income, and you’re literally a 5 hour plane ride from doing so.

What I tell you is true…as is the following:

You’ll need an AIM test, which is less than 30 days old, and says you don’t have chlamydia, gonorrhea, or HIV. And even though you might have a clean bill of health, and the talent will have their AIM test, I can’t guarantee you won’t contract any of those diseases. HIV is really tough to get — I really wouldn’t worry about that — unless you’re doing anal creampies, or double anal.

The other two are really easy to catch. Herpes should be a concern, too.

Chlamydia and gonorrhea and herpes, oh my! Chlamydia and gonorrhea and herpes, oh my! Chlamydia and gonorrhea and herpes, oh my! Sing that three more times next time you walk into a singles’ club.

You’ll have to suck and fuck guys you don’t find attractive. You’ll also have to fuck and suck guys you don’t like. In fact, you’ll end up sucking and fucking dudes (and chicks) that will downright gross you out.

You’ll suck and fuck so much your pussy will get sore. Really sore. And if you do anal, expect a sore butthole.

You’ll fuck dudes with dicks that are so big, they might hurt you (for real).

You’ll never be able to erase your porno past, although it will die and shrivel up fairly quickly. (But know that at any time someone can sprinkle some water over it and bring it back to life).

People will find out, even if you don’t tell anyone. Which you’ll probably do. You’ll tell your best friend in the whole wide world…you’ll make her swear to you she won’t tell anyone, and then, after you hang up the phone with her, she’ll call her best friend…and within a matter of hours your whole neighborhood will know.

Average porn girl career is probably 2 months. Maybe less. Some do it for years, though. And, like every job you’ll ever do in your life, you’ll have good days, bad days, and great days, and horrible days.

Let’s face it, K. We’re sexual creatures trapped in a sexually repressed society. People will think you’re crazy for being a porn star, and then they’ll get mad at you, and ostracize you, and then they’ll run home and find every movie you’ve ever done, and they’ll pay money for those movies, and then they’ll beat their meat like a monkey in the zoo. In fact, they’ll cum harder than they ever have in their silly life — to your movies.

They’ll shoot the kind of loads that fly over their head and stick to the ceiling. Or mess up the keyboard on their computers. They’ll sit on the internet transfixed to the screen and masturbate furiously and moan and groan like they’re making sweet music to their girlfriend…or their wife.

But he won’t moan and groan loud enough to wake her up.

If you ask me, you’ll have a great time and make a lot of money that will take you places or allow you to do things you’d never have been able to do — college, travel the world, start your own business (using your own cash!)…shit, you might even be the next Jenna Jameson!

If you’re still interested, lemme know. You got my phone number.

Your pal — Billy

The Next Jenna

The Weez V. Chris DeBurgh — The Results!

Weezer

LOTS AND LOTS OF VOTES FOR MY BATTLE OF THE BANDS CONTEST FROM TUESDAY:

Fnord writes:

This is apples and oranges. You’ve got the neo-millenial slacker ramblings of Weezer up against the proto-New Romantic RenFaire geekery of Chris De Burgh?

Ultimately, I have to go with Weezer because I think they did a much better job of capturing, and ultimately driving the cultural zeitgeist at that time. Chris De Burgh, through both this song and Lady In Red (and really, is there anything else he ever was known for?) is much more able to draw people into his Weltanschung. But ultimately, isn’t music (or any form of artistic expression) supposed to be inclusive instead of exclusive? Weezer says “We are you. You are us. This is the way we are right now.” Whereas De Burgh says, “This is my story, my experiences and my fantasy.” Thus De Burgh makes a subject-object delineation that I think is a conscious method to keep something (his audience, something in his personal life, etc) at a distance.

A lot of people would rebut that however and say something like this: “There are lots of great songs with fantastic settings and tales that capture the the imagination, there’s nothing inherently distancing about it.” However, I think if you look at the best of them — take Gordon Lightfoot’s Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald, for instance — they still all boil down to a thesis of “This could be me.” With Edmund Fitzgerald, you have a bad day at work gone from bad to worse. Getting busted for shooting pr0n, having a database crash so bad that revenue flow stops, catching shrapnel from an IED in Iraq, or having your ship break up on Lake Superior. A really bad day at work. Not a great cognitive leap for those who have to make a living. Tough to make that “It could be me” leap when you’re thinking “Well, here I am in Hades front of Charon. I’d much rather be playing Styx in a bar band instead of crossing it with Big Creepy here.”

Interestingly enough, I think the same distinction can be made between your work and that of Eon McKai. With your work, especially where the girls are not overly made up or sporting obvious silicone, the production lends itself to a very palpable sense of “That could be me.” With some notable exceptions, the vast majority of women you hire appear (even given your caveat of “all porn chix are broken and crazy”) like they’d be women you’d meet at an indie rock show at First Ave. or a geek bar. McKai’s work however, like that of De Burgh, is very fantastical and clearly not something that is ever going to happen to anybody in the realm of quasi-normal life. There again the subject-object separation is clear and ultimately lessens (in my humble opinion) the cultural value of the work.

D’s reply made me laugh:

I would have offered my thoughts on the Chris DeBurgh vs Weezer question earlier but I just found out about it. I would have loved to get access to the ass eating site as it is the perfect metaphor for life today.

“How’s things?”

“Great! Just as soon as I eat a little ass.”

“Honey, don’t forget to pick up the dry cleaning.”

“I’ll get it while I’m out eating some ass.”

“The party of the first part, here in after referred to as the ass eater…”

“Your attitude has come to the attention of human resources, we’d like to discuss your ass eating technique.”

“Be all the ass eater you can be in the Army.”

“The party of the second part, here in there after referred to as yet another ass eater…”

“Grant me the serenity to eat the ass I have to, not to eat the ass I don’t and the wisdom to know the difference.”

At any rate Weezer looks like they’re doing impersonations of unfortunates with Asperger’s Syndrome and Chris De Burgh looks like a less masculine version of Bonnie Tyler, who we last heard from “sitting on a powder keg and giving off sparks”. I thought Weezer had a better song if only because it was consistant with their ironic posing. Plus no way would Charon let you get in the friggin boat with out paying the fare, no bargaining, no free loading, no nothing, that’s made abundantly clear in the classical literature and heavy metal music.

I think any ambiguity would be cleared up if you took the sound track from one and played it over the other video, just to see if anyone noticed.

Tony says:

I’m casting my vote for Weezer and “El Scorcho”. I never heard this song before you posted it on your blog, but now I can’t get it out of my head. The Chris de Burgh song, “Don’t Pay the Ferryman,” takes me back to my high school days. I found it annoying and corny back then and it hasn’t improved with time.

Missy Asslove writes:

They both kinda suck but weezer can suck and u still know they’re good. Like Picasso:)

Si says, then asks:

I’m going have to go for Weezer, that is an awesome song and the lyrics are great!

ps Would there ever be any chance of you filming Kacey? I know you did a blog on her a while ago but how often do situations like that change? To me she is one of the hottest girls around along with Riley Mason and Erin Moore!

Devil At Heart writes:

Chris DeBurgh.

Reason, not that you asked for one. Just thought I’d share. I like things that are just a bit dark. The whole lighting and scene he had going for the music video just made it more entertaining. Plus, he reminded me of some of that power ballad 80’s rock stuff. Kind’ve stuff you see some guy fuckin jammin out to in his late 80’s BMW.

DN The Hater says:

à propos your little contest : stick to the porn gig….I, of course, hated it.

V says:

The Weez gets my vote. Chris DeBurg song is okay, but the video looks and feels like it was shot in the 80s, it other words, it’s kind of dated. The Weez gets my vote even though I have never heard of them before. The Weez, simply because they look like a modern band appeal to me more.

Joe writes:

I gotta go with Weezer. Johnny Thunders beats ’em both by miles, though.

Porter writes:

Weezer wins in my book. I like their music better – and it’s got a little less of an 80s feel for the video; having lived through that era of MTV – I’m not entirely willing to go back to it.

Ralph writes:

I vote for Weezer, not that the 80’s didn’t rock, but sometimes some emo ramblings are just what’s needed.

Michael in Burbank writes:

Hmm, tough choice. Weezer is good stuff, full of self-depreciating irony and all that. On the other hand, you have to appreciate the full-on commitment to style (with no irony aftertaste) of Chris DeBurgh. This decision is also made easier because I remember seeing that video when it came out because I am old (41.) DeBurgh wins!

And if by some chance I win this, I’ll take the subscription to Mano Job.

Billy Watson writes:

There were more votes (mostly for Weezer) which I didn’t list here, and while there’s really no “right” answer, I’d have to go with Weezer, too. Of course your opinion on music isn’t my criteria for giving away a free 30 days to one of my dirty websites. I mean that would be too obvious, right? I was looking for something witty and fun in your reason(s) as to why The Weez or DeBurgh should win.

Initially I was going with Fnord, cause that answer / analysis had to take a while to bang out…right bro? I liked Missy Asslove’s Picasso analogy. DN The Hater didn’t disappoint, either…as usual.

I’ve decided to give away two memberships: Michael in Burbank gets the Manojob one, and D gets one to Eat Some Ass, cause they both know which one of my sites they like the best. So guys, hit me up, and I’ll issue you a PW. Just don’t share it, OK? I’m serious! We have state-of-the-art software installed on all our sites, and once you share your password, a special frequency is secretly emitted from your computer, and your testicles will turn into eencie-beancie raisins.

Thanks everyone! This was so much fun, I think I’m going to have more contests, in which porn will be given away…cause what’s better than some free porn?

A Battle of The Bands: The Weez V. Chris DeBurgh — You Decide!

Please watch both through, from beginning to end, and then e-mail me your vote. One random person shall win a month free membership to the dirty site of their choice: Eat Some Ass, Spunkmouth, Manojob, Chelci Fox, or The Dick Suckers. Or yes, even No Way Am I Gay.

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