HomoCorps 10/03 Dean put these two naked cuties in the NOTORIOUS bathroom of CBGB's!- !- RIP Hilly Kristal, who was a good friend & supporter of Dean's, and went along with the then UNTHINKABLE notion of doing a gay night @ CBGB's.
PS a big 'f*ck you!' to Daniel Boulud, who wants to name his upscale burger joint on the Bowery "DBGB's" and totally hack the original logo. (DB: Unless your gourmet burgers have cigarette butts as a topping, DON'T demean CBGB's like that).
CBGB's 04/03- Shock & Awe indeed. The line-up includes Lisa Jackson (who sang 'Beautiful Freak' last night for Dean) with the Bankheads Hosting and Clark DJ'ing- Clark KILLED IT! last night with his spoken-word performance of 'Fuck You'- !
The House of Rapture's staff photographer Mark Bailey captured everyone who took the stage last night, along with images of the stage setting and wall.
To everyone posting photos and articles: Thanks - i lost all my Dean mementos, writings, and music in a house fire a while back. I especially love joe's snapshots of dean reading at the Filth series. Watching Dean perform always left me starstruck, but our heart-to-heart conversations were those of loving friends. Seeing pics of him sharing his literary and peculiar genius is moving, since I never saw Dean reach that level of expression in the flesh. And I so wish I had, being a wordperson myself... love to all of you.
I was contacted yesterday by the boyfriend of the other boy who died 4 days earlier. He is being called Jordan in the press but he went by the name of Jeremy. I know this topic is about Dean but it was a double tragedy. We didn't know Jeremy but our hearts go out to his boyfriend and his family & friends as well.
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I want to thank you for posting all those gorgeous and *scurrilous* insider details (on page 5 of this thread) all about Dean-the-Master-Red, Dean-the-Escort... As I said before, I was only getting to know Dean-the-Writer, as a major, major talent... and "Angel Stern" was also looking forward to knowing "Master Dean."
To know he bloodie CARED about his johns like that... that he gave his all in session, that he considered at times 'not charging.' From my experience for 20+ years in Manhattan as a Domme and Madam, I can say this is a rare kind of soul. Too many people in the sex business deserve the bad reputation we mostly have! But there ARE those pros who stick by their clients, through the years, as friends and intimates. Somewhere along the line Dean must have realized that a good way to weather the trials of 'the business' is to find compassion for your clients, messed up and hung up as they might be. When you give them your kindness, you get so much more back than money.
That one of his johns thought to call him, and ask for his care and company ... if that WAS his motivation, and let's say it was... and that Dean didn't say "Ick! What do I care about that trick!" shows how much heart the guy had.
I've read a few posts/comments on other sites about Dean, and some people just want to dismiss him as a no-talent escort. And these are GAY people. It's about time that sex workers are respected and given their rightful place in the gay world AND the straight... as psychologists and priests/priestesses and healers.
It's ironic, sad and tragic, that that impulse took him to the apartment of a sick puppy, a possible monster. I just hope whatever transprred WAS an accident... though the case is starting to read like a Law & Order Special Victim Units puzzle.
1980's at the dirty sleezy sexy Metropolitan porn palace on 14th St. I saw Dean Johnson in the balcony. I was wearing my Guardian Angel drag of a red beret with a T-shirt, levis and hightop sneakers. Dean sat down in one of the movie seats with his long legs spread wide. I think he had on light colored pants. Any way I was nervous about approaching him as one never knows what kind of reaction you will get in these places. But I knelt down between those legs and together we took out his big dick and I proceeded to give him a very deep and through suck job, jerking my own cock until we both came. And thats my memory of Dean Johnson may he rest in peace.
Hi S'tan (and all FOD's). Thanks for the love. Dean was really excited to contribute to Verbal Abuse. Sadly, his shoulder injury kept him from writing more of late. I'm totally with you on the gay on gay ignorance. I dont want to drive traffic to Wonkette, so I won't post the link, but they did a snarky piece that took off on the page 6 item. Many of the comments are beautiful but a few suck. Below is my post:
Dean LOVED appearing on Page Six, and is getting a big kick out of the lurid headlines that outfit is generating. (Gotta love "Viagra Death Probe" too) But Dean would be APPALLED that Wonkette calls him a 'six-foot-six bald-headed HIV-positive meth-using porn star' ! Dean was a HEROIN addict! Can I get a fact check? Meth is for the Nazi SS and Chelsea boys. And BTW that business about the sex parties for a Saudi Millionaires was, like, ages ago. Ask any decent NYC working boy and they will tell you that DC is a HUGE market for their services. Something about that power structure thingy you have there. There's nothing like being forced into panties and submitting to a dominant top after a long day of legislatin'… Dean specialized in detailed fantasy scenarios of abuse, humiliation and domination, so naturally he had a lot of johns in high places in DC. As for the dispective TROLLS on this thread (homopolitico- hey!), a little background on the Weenie's underground hit. Dean was at Area one night in '85 and this bore wouldn't stop yammering. Dean went home, flipped on the TV to the Mary Tyler Moore reruns, and wrote the song. Verse 2 & 3 are for toi:
Why are you talking to me? Please leave immediately Where is your dignity? Please get away from me Why don't you choke on a fashion accessory?
I cannot remember your name and I couldn't care less I could have more fun talking to the IRS Why don't you take you take you problems to analysis? Get your foot out of your mouth and suck on this-
…and you know how it ends. Mwaa
The man Dean went to visit is a gay man with a disabling disease. He was someone Dean cared about and talked to me about. He's on a ALOT of meds- morphine and other drugs. He has a neurotransmitter for pain management. My most charitable assessment of the situation is that he was SO impaired that he used REALLY POOR judgement in inviting Jordan Cronkin to stay with him, and WORSE judgement in giving Dean (and possibly Jordan) his meds. I suspect his meds had a bad interaction with Dean's meds. My darkest assessment is his disability left him feeling powerless and he sought to control his visitors with his meds.
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Thank you Dominick for a little more insight on the situation. I figured if Dean was REALLY throwing wild sex parties in DC for rich saudis there would have AT LEAST been a FLYER involved!
Thanks Dale aka Dominick. For everything you're doing and everything you've done since this fell on our heads. Ditto Mr. Joe. And a few more of you. It's so good to know he was hanging out with the right people.
I am so sad to see this. I am performing a Stevie Nicks set at OUToberfest next Sunday in a massive park downtown, under the trees, next to a gorgeous water fountain and will dedicate my last song, Beauty and the Beast, to this magical friend of us all.