the undisputed master of an oft maligned art form, marcel marceau. a true legend. he could communicate with audiences in a universal language. a craftsman like few others, an incredible talent, with a mastery of expressions and poses unrivaled. RIP, VIP.
His pull was undeniable. He issued an LP in France in the 60's I think it was. The recording was 45 minutes of silence with a massive thunderous applaus at the end.
Peter A., promoter of the early 90's party "The Makeup Room" at Webster Hall passed away due to complications due to a brain tumor. Unfortunately I don't know any more details.
Sammy Duddy Belfast paramilitary and drag artist Published: 19 October 2007 Sammy Duddy, political activist, drag artist and poet: born Belfast 1945; twice married; died Belfast 17 October 2007.
Sammy Duddy was a colourful Belfast character who combined membership of one of the city's most lethal paramilitary groups with a career as "Samantha", a highly suggestive drag act.
In the 1970s, he was by day a propagandist for the Ulster Defence Association (UDA), the extreme Protestant group which was responsible for the killings of hundreds of Catholics. By night, however, he appeared on Belfast's limited but vibrant cabaret circuit, presenting a ribald act in loyalist pubs and clubs dressed in fishnet tights, wig and heavy make-up.
As well as appearing on stage, he also appeared in court, in 1990 serving almost a year in prison on remand before the authorities dropped a charge of possessing documents likely to be useful to terrorists. An unlikely loyalist terrorist, he was never, so far as is known, a frontline gunman or bomber. Despite his mild manner, his acceptance within this particularly butch organisation was helped by his street reputation for being handy with his fists.
He functioned in the 1970s as editor of the UDA's almost embarrassingly crude magazine, which never approached the sophistication of the material produced by republican organisations. For a time he served as one of the UDA's public relations officers. He was not seen as a leading figure within the UDA, but he was regarded as useful in a grouping which had few members with any literary bent. In 1983, he produced a volume of poetry, Concrete Whirlpools of the Mind.
He was a familiar figure at the UDA's east Belfast headquarters, working closely with the organisation's leaders when it was at the height of its activities and had a membership of many thousands. He was known as a jester within the UDA, with a ready fund of adult jokes.
He once said of his drag act:
I wore a miniskirt many a time, but it was usually a long dress, a straight black wig, a pair of falsies and loads of make-up to cover my freckles. The darker the mascara the better – and scarlet lipstick, because I was a scarlet woman.
The charge which put Duddy behind bars related to security force documents on republicans which were leaked to the UDA, and which the organisation attempted, with little success, to use to target IRA members. He later dropped out of sight but reappeared in recent years, becoming active both in the UDA and in loyalist community groups. He helped out in the organisation's faltering and so far unsuccessful efforts to develop a political wing along the lines of Sinn Fein.
In that role he became embroiled in a number of the violent feuds which have convulsed the UDA in recent years. Regarded as a moderate in UDA terms, he found himself on the opposite side of the argument to more extreme figures such as Johnny "Mad Dog" Adair. On one occasion, Duddy's home was attacked with a pipe bomb, while on another shots were fired into it. While he was uninjured, his pet chihuahua, Bambi, was hit by gunfire and died.
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Today I am writing with sad news. My friend Eric Greg, known to most of you as our previous Fetish Retinue door bitch, died this Monday, November 26th. Eric and I met many years ago when I introduced myself to the impeccably turned-out gentleman, decked out extravagantly in exquisite 1940s attire. I knew he shared my philosophy: Any Occasion to Dress is An Occasion to Overdress. Once I began my Fetish Retinue party over 8 years ago, he was an obvious choice for the door with responsibility for deciding just who was fabulous enough for free entry. For such a petite man, he was most forceful at guarding his post. I will miss him.
Eric Rebitsky, also know as Prince Elias (his title in The Imperial Court), is survived by his mother, Natalie Rebitsky, and two dogs: Ethyl and Talulah. There will be a graveside service this Friday, November 30th, at 11 am,at the New Montefiore Cemetery in Farmingdale (about 1 hour away from New York City, call 631 249 7000 for directions).
Condolences can be sent to Mrs Rebitsky at 5010 Nob Hill Road #101, Sunrise, Florida, 33351. A nice way to show your respects would be to send donations in his name to Gods Love We Deliver, either online at http://www.godslovewedeliver.org/donate_home.html or by mail: 166 Avenue of The Americas, New York, New York 10013 (212 294 8142)
This means my annual holiday cocktail party, scheduled for this Friday, will be postponed. However, my Holiday Fetish Retinue Party will go on as planned this Sunday, December 2nd. It will be especially festive, in honor of Eric.
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And another fierce New Yorker from the old school is now gone. Eric was a great hairdresser and a good friend. His sense of style was unique and remarkable. He will be sorely missed.
Eric at Wigstock
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Maharishi Mahesh Yogi, on Tuesday at the approximate age of 91, who taught everyone-- from Mia Farrow and the Beatles to David Lynch and Deepak Chopra-- to meditate.
Posted by Anna Nicole earlier this evening, moved from Another New York forum:
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I just heard that Baird Jones from Webster Hall died. Suddenly.
I can't help get shocked at the many sudden deaths I've heard about of late. People my age just seemingly dropping dead. I saw Baird just a 2wks ago and he didn't seem at all sick or anything... really shocking.
Gossip reporter, celebrity art collector and club promoter extraordinaire Baird Jones died in his Greenwich Village apartment Thursday night.
He was 53.
The cause of death was not immediately known, but police said there were no signs of foul play and no drugs in the apartment.
A friend of his told the Daily News that Jones, the son of People magazine co-founder Cranston Jones, recently complained about being "sick as a dog."
In 1995, while covering Arthur Miller's 80th birthday for The News, Baird Jones asked the playwright about the most intimate details of his relationship with Marilyn Monroe. Miller, fists clenched, chased him out of the party.
After graduating from the Buckley School and Columbia University and earning several advanced degrees, Jones became one of the city's first club promoters, working the door at Studio 54 in its prime. Most recently, he was a curator at Webster Hall.