Birthday shoutouts! Michael B. Jordan (above) is 29, Tm Hiddleston is 35, Charlie Day is 40, Holly Johnson is 56, Jim J. Bullock is 61, Mia Farrow is 71, Carole King is 74, and the faboo Judith Light is 67.
An Ed Kennedy post! Instahunk Brock O’Hurn melts icebergs in new ad for Icelandic Glacial Water.
Ryan Reynolds confirms he’s going full frontal in Deadpool.
Donald Trump says taking away marriage equality will “unify our country.”
An Archie comics character comes out as asexual.
Jonathan Bennett talks Cake wars, and that spill he took last year dancing to Wind Beneath My Wings.
IN OTHER NEWS
Speaking of Archie, Cole Sprouse has been cast as Jughead Jones in the CW pilot for Riverdale. I’m not sure I can picture it, but we’ll see. Um, was it Cole or Dylan who had that “selfie incident” a couple of years ago?
Out Bryan Fuller will helm the upcoming Star Trek series. This is great news, as we may finally get an actual gay Trek character, instead of the “metaphors” we got on the other series.
Andy Mientus will return to The Flash later this season as The Pied Piper.
H.R. Pufnstuff will guest star on Monday’s episode of Nickelodeon’s Mutt & Stuff. Meanwhile, Nickelodoen STILL has not gotten back to me about my idea of having Sigmund & The Sea Monsters guest star on Spongebob Squarepants as new neighbors, who surprisingly bond with Squidward in his war against Spongebob and Patrick (except nerdy Sigmund, of course).
Tom Daley celebrates Pancake Day with some friends and a soft core porn soundtrack. I’m pretty sure those are actually crepes he’s making, but he’s so adorable, who cares?
Here’s the Puzzler! “The Re-Flex”
And here’s The Weekly ShoutOUT™. Each week we’re going to focus on one out athlete/performer and feature a daily pic and career timeline. We’ll be showcasing the big names, but also the lesser-known gay and bisexual celebs who deserve more recognition.
This week our 152nd ShoutOUT™ is to … Jim J. Bullock
After the end of Too Close For Comfort, Jim (above with Debbie Gibson and Shadoe Stevens in 1989) spent four seasons (1986-1989) as one of the squares on the John Davidson version of The Hollywood Squares, alongside Joan Rivers.
Here’s a clip from one of the Radio City Music Hall specials, with Peter Allen descending from the rafters in a crescent moon singing “Arthur’s Theme.” Does it get any better?
Three years ago I presented my personal favorite Briefs list, The 100 Greatest Lost Hits of The 80’s, and because if there’s one thing Hollywood has taught us, it’s that sequels and reboots and remakes are ALWAYS better then the original, we’re going to the well again with The 100 Greatest Lost Hits of The 80’s Part 2: The Even More Forgotten
We’ll be spotlighting 100 more of the greatest minor hits of the decade, the songs you don’t hear on any 80’s nostalgia show. Songs that missed the top ten, or top twenty … or top forty. Hopefully these forgotten gems may ring a long dormant bell, or for younger readers, provide a pop music history lesson.
AND NOW THE TOP TEN LOST HITS OF THE 80’s (VERSION 2)! At #10 is “Voo Doo” by Rachel Sweet.
We featured Rachel earlier on the list with her duet with Rex Smith, “Everlasting Love,” but her story deserves its own entry. Born in 1962, Rachel released her first album when she was 16, and by the time her fourth (and final) album Blame It On Love came out in 1982, had expertly cultivated a pouty kittenish persona, perfectly encapsulated in the fabulous pure pop of her final chart entry “Voo Doo,” which hit #72 in February 1983. This is early 80s pop perfection.
Rachel moved on to a very diverse career, including singing the theme song for Hairspray, many songs on the Cry-Baby soundtrack, the theme song for Clarissa Explains It All, and she had her own show on The Comedy Channel for two seasons (before it became Comedy Central).
Since the late 90’s Rachel has worked mostly in TV production, most recently as a writer and exec. producer for Hot In Cleveland.
BONUS! A year before Pat Benatar released her iconic version, Rachel recorded her own version of “Shadows Of The Night.”
Congrats to jazz, who guessed that yesterday’s Pixuzzle™ © ® was Diff’rent Strokes.
Here’s today’s Pixuzzle™ © ®. Since it’s a new year, let’s switch things up again. Here is a scene from a FAMOUS TV SHOW. Can you name it?
And today’s Briefs are brought to you by … A different look at today’s puzzle guy, Harry Louis
And now something special in the Briefs. I’m happy to present a new undertaking by reader Lion King. Because our comments system is notoriously unreliable, his new list will appear at the end of the Briefs. Take it away LK!
An urban legend containing gay sex, famous people and an anti-authoritarian stance: what’s not to love?
It all began in 1970, when the Rolling Stones, at the top of their commercial and artistic power, decided to switch labels: they were leaving Decca for their own label, Rolling Stones Records, with the famous tongue-and-lips logo. However they still owed Decca a final single per contract. Being the Stones, which meant they were going to fulfill their contractual obligations their way, they did indeed record a song. It was, however, a special song.
They borrowed the melody from Dr. John’s 1969 song “The Lonesome Guitar Strangler” and changed the lyrics to the saga of a small town schoolboy the goes to London to get some action and he does, with a policeman and his big stick. The song is called “C*cks*cker Blues” (with the alternative title of “Schoolboy Blues” for the faint at heart.
The lyrics certainly pulled no punches: the chorus went:
Oh, where can I get my c*ck s*cked?
Where can I get my a** f*cked?
I may have no money (“I may not be good looking” in the 1978 version)
But I know where to put it every time
It was 1970, remember and there was no way that this song would be a Rolling Stones’ single. The track was refused by Decca, although promotional 12″ singles of it were pressed in the United States. The song did surface briefly in a compilation in West Germany in 1983, but it was quickly withdrawn.
At the time, most of us music fans were only being fed bits and pieces: we had heard the rumor that Jagger was bisexual and that he had a “thing” with Bowie, we had also heard that there may exist a song by the Stones with gay explicit lyrics. The existence of the (unreleased) 1972 documentary by Robert Frank chronicling their US tour from that year called, you guessed it, C*cks*cker Blues, only helped make the rumors flare up. No one we knew, however, had ever heard the song and no one had seen it in physical form. There were rumors that it could be found in bootleg single form in a rare records’ store in Amsterdam, but there was no one to verify it at the time.
Then the Internet came and over the years it became obvious that everything could be found in the Internet. One of the first songs that I searched for when I finally had my connection was this and I was deliriously happy when I found it. It wasn’t an urban legend after all.
This is a longer and harder version, probably from rehearsals in 1978: