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Victorian webcam

Here’s a (bad) photo I’ve taken at the Musee Mechanique in San Francisco. It’s a 1920es (I believe) viewing machine, and what you’ll see is promised right there on the box.

It explains much better that I can one aspect of Realcore. Obviously we know what she does on her days on, right? We could safely assume that, on the other days, she behaves like any other person. But she’s an exotic belly dancer, so she somehow has a double appeal: onstage, where she visibly shakes her belly for everybody, and on her day off – where we can dream that she leads a wild, untamed, sexually frenzied existence. If it sounds silly to you, remember that in the golden age of exotic dances (as references, Ziegfeld was active between 1907 and 1931, Bettie Page between 1950 and ’57) men would literally go insane after the wonderful (and liberated) stars that would pass by their town with a dance troupe. And I believe the real reason wasn’t their onstage acts, but the atmosphere of liberation and possibilities (as opposed to the strict moral rules people had to live with) that emanated from these women.

It’s also, in a way, the same mechanism of gossip: see what Lindsay Lohan does on her day off. I bet the belly dancer had a far more interesting story to tell.

Rock Hard

One of my mottos lately is that Porn is the new Rock’n'roll. It seems that also the opposite is true, as R’n'r keeps making references to porn. The latest comes from Rammstein, a well known german industrial metal band. In the fall of 2009 they released the album Liebe ist für alle da, preceeded by the single Pussy. There are two versions of this song’s videoclip, and in the uncensored one there are some explicit hardcore sex scenes – complete with penetrations and cumshots.

Now, Rammstein (and their label) obviously knew that no Tv channel would have ever broadcasted this clip (as they didn’t with the fantastic, and quite tame for today’s standards, Relax video by Frankie goes to Hollywood in the mid ’80s). But in the web age this really doesn’t matter anymore: nowadays Mtv is just for pussies, so serious pussies (and dicks) migrate elsewhere. With a great cultural side effect: people go looking for Rock’n'roll on Pornotube.

(Thanks to Dax Parisini for the tip)

Oh my God

Being religious AND working in the porno business must be hell, but it seems to be fairly common. Here are some thoughts on this topic (rather in progress, it seems) by african-american pornstar Lexington Steele (11 inches of hardcore punishment!!!):

“Yes, I am religious. I am Christian, Baptist. I grew up in as close to a Cosby-show lifestyle as you can get. Doing porno, on a repeated basis, I am committing adultery; I’m not married, so I’m fornicating for a living; I’m paid to have sex, which means what? I’m prostituting by definition. These are things I have to reckon with with my God on a daily basis. I knowingly do these things.”

“My decision to do porno has forced me to take my religion within: because of my job I am stronger in my relationship with God, because now I take God with me everywhere I go; if I don’t, I’ll fail. I didn’t know that God blessed me with an abnormally large penis that allows me to make porno. But I feel blessed. I believe I am blessed because I am meant to please one woman for the rest of our lives together. True, I haven’t met her yet.”

In a 2008 interview he also said: “People who are spiritual, like myself, we carry our spirituality inside of ourselves. I don’t believe any institution has any hierarchy on my personal relationship with God. I have been blessed with physical attributes that have allowed me to provide entertainment. What I do is not illegal so I am not at odds with anything. I’m not married so I am not committing adultery. If I be damned for fornication, then I am not much unlike then [sic] the billions of people who walk this earth today.” (from Wikipedia)

PS: #2 of my visual column for Rolling Stone is online.

Winter Porno

Perhaps the biggest strength of my Realcore show is the carachters that are onstage with me. I call them my allies, but they are the real protagonists. I play the entertainer, trying to tie all these beautiful pictures – and people – together. I deeply respect them all, of course; but over the years I’ve come to love some of them, like the man hanging by the balls in the last image of the show. Or this guy, for example:

How can you not love his courage? He might be funny to someone (and I suspect he knows this, as many other Realcorers do) but he doesn’t seem to care. He might have an underwear fetish, or know someone who does, but to me he represents the porn of the future: fearless, personal, fetishistic and sometimes not porno at all, as in image on the left. I found a few of his pictures (all in the same pose with various outfit combinations) in the Oldermen Usenet Newsgroup.

There first

I’ll be at the Berlin Porn Film Festival again this year, presenting two early BDSM movies (24.10.08, 18.30, Eiszeit 2 kino). This is my presentation text:

There First
Presenting The “Slavesex” And “Pain” Movie Series

It’s very easy to be kinky in 2008: there are clubs, associations and dungeons for rent; there’s an ample and very varied filmography, covering just about any kink you can imagine; there are websites to educate and entertain you, made by real practitioners for genuinely interested people. But there was a time, not long ago, in which being into very intense kinds of love, like BDSM or extreme fetishes, was very much a niche thing. In the early eighties, the beginning of the golden era of VHS (and the shift from movie theaters to VCRs), fetish cinema was very underground. Video cameras were still low quality and most of the porno sold on VHS tapes was still shot on film.

Porno at the time was mostly fiction based, it had a plot and – unfortunately – actual acting bits. The editing, and sometimes dubbing, was often so extreme (and blatantly unlikely) that it was hard to get any feel for the situation: lousy dialogue, genital close ups, screams, the customary cumshot (not yet facial) and little else. Some german producers, like Dino, sometimes inserted some different action (like anal, pissing, or light BDSM) in mainstream features just to spice things up.

Two of the first widely distributed BDSM series, Slavesex and Pain, were spoken in German, and mostly featured a couple, plus occasionally someone else. Their screen names were Anita, or Anita Feller, or Martina S (for Sklavin), and Master Günther. It’s very difficult to gather informations about dates, but i believe it was in the early eighties. These movies were radically different from anything else on the market at that time, as far as I can tell. They had no music but strictly live sound, little or no editing, almost no close ups but much wider angles; they weren’t shot on movie sets but in what looked like a well equipped dungeon. The people weren’t “actors”, and you could tell right away: which porn actress would be hanged by her tits – and look like she’s into it? The movies obviously showed a dynamic, a relationship, and an action that would probably happen even if the camera wasn’t there. The shooting style was more documentaristic than porno, and it would occasionally zoom in to capture faces, not crotches. The overall package, from the stark boxes to the bare credits and the abrupt ends, smelled like underground, although it was very obvious that these people weren’t post-punks, didn’t listen to heavy metal or wear rubber in public: they were very much into BDSM, but regular people otherwise.

It’s hard to calculate the impact of these films on the BDSM scene, but i believe it’s huge. At the time, this was the only credible BDSM one could see in action, comfortably at home, even in smaller towns; and if it’s true that porno educates (or miseducates) people about sex, this is 10 times true for the so called niche porno. So one could guess that they showed first what BDSM (and more) was about to a large number of people in the world (including myself).

Anita/Martina then moved on to a brief but very varied solo career, appearing in quite a few German and Dutch productions during the second half of the 80s/early 90s (again, it’s very hard to gather informations on dates). She never did straight porn thou: her parts were always fetish, or outright kinky. Sometimes extremely so. There are movies, both in the Slavesex/Pain series and in othe productions, in which she performs things that probably had never been filmed before (including genuine tears and kisses on the cheeks – unheard of in porno), and some of those performances still hold as extreme after so many years (eons, if you consider the digital revolution). But this lady had class to burn, a style which to me is still unsurpassed today; at times she did look kinky, very extreme, even way over the top, but never gross or sloppy, or even nasty: she looked extra natural, just the way it should be. This woman’s filmography reads like a history of alternative sexuality of the last 15 years – but 15 years before.

The two films presented here belong to the early Slavesex/Pain series. They are shown as an example of seminal porno, as amazing films in their own right and to give credit and visibility to authors that opened a way that is very, very much in fashion in 2008 – but that they walked 25 years ago.

They have a dream

Interracial porno is disturbing for a lot of people, and I can see why: race based porn, especially of the Realcore flavor, tends not to be very PC, and quite often is downright racist. Still, the language seems to be agreed upon, so it’s ok if a white slut calls an african american male nigger, and viceversa. They even look for each other (for example in personal ads) using this terminology: “slut4niggers ISO well hung mandingos”. This type of racial interaction is almost always connected to another genre, not as rare as one would think: the cuckold hubsband (consenting, and often initiator of the game). This is so common that there are clubs, such as the Southern California Mandingo Club, “hosting the most extraordinary and electric swing parties for people that are in the Lifestyle, and who enjoy the contrast that the Interracial aspect brings about. These parties bring together upscale Couples and select Singles.”

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I found this image in the interracial Usenet newsgroup; I’m not sure if it’s the Socal Mandingos or some other organization, but this team caters to yet another variation, one that’s even more bothersome (if seen as a fetish): interracial pregnancy.

PS: An excellent reading on this topic is Meet the Mandingos. Thanks to Mark Dery for the link.

Bong sex

Porn in the age of the internet is becoming a kind of free area, where all sorts of private behaviors become public. Any transgression that can be photographed and put online inevitably will, like hitting on a bong half naked.

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This kind of images are more and more frequent (this particular one comes from the Usenet); so much so that one could think showing the lifestyle is part of the deal. After all, 50es movies about “what really happens at Marijuana parties”, also mixed sex, drugs and lifestyle. But the real 21st century version of those movies is the terrifying (and apparently very objectionable) Crack whore confessions, “The Secret and Shocking Underground World of Street Walking Crack Whores”: visit carefully.

Color core

One of the most popular newsgroup of Usenet is alt.binaries.pictures.erotica.vintage. It contains images from the history of porno, in fact the history of pictorial nudity, from paintings to early photographs, up to scans of eighties magazines. It’s a fantastic gallery of bygone pornography, some still effective today (like the scans of boobies magazines from the ’70/’80es, very exotic in the age of silicon), while others are of more historical value, such as these.

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This is the sort of images you’d find in adult postcard collections, then the most popular form of erotica. These come from the Casino de Paris (at the time the lust capital of the world), feature some of the showgirls who worked there, and were obviously colored by hand. The theatrical setting and the incredible costumes added to the image temperature: dancers were not only attractive for their shapes but also, and perhaps mostly, for their supposed free lifestyle and sexual habits.

House stripped bare

Most Realcore is shot in homes. Some people either use the bedroom or the living room, while other seem to choose rather unusual zones of the house, as if the private-in-public sensation extended to homes as well. One of the examples of this I use in the show is the amazing woman with gas tank, but there are countless images shot in unexpected rooms. Like this one:

Maria is well known in the mature women newsgroups (an endless source of incredible home shots), where her husband has posted several series of posed images like this one. I am not sure if this set was consciously chosen, and if the man’s shirt ready for ironing was planned or casual. But this is her house, and that’s her own personal ironing board.

Sissy Babette, hard-on copyright

I found Babette in the alt.binaries.pictures.erotica.exhibitionists newsgroup. Sissy Babette is a 50 yo guy from Berlin, he’s gay and submissive. But things aren’t that simple: here’s what he says about himself: “My tiny cock looks like a fat clitoris and I get only premature ejaculations. I’m not able to have sex with women, last I’ve had sex with a woman at the end of the year 2000. I’m not able to satisfy a woman, I ejaculate my useless cum after few moments in women’s vagina. I’m sure that I’ll never be allowed to have sex with a woman, that’s why I’m a ridiculous, fat sissy since many years.” Babette has a very imaginative and verbal website, where he found new and more powerful ways to humiliate himself in public: graphics with the exact dimensions of his penis, a brief history of his previous lives (and marriages), long descriptions of the free services he offers. It seems as if, for Babette, this public act of digital humiliation is as fulfilling as wet sex.

The disclaimer for the images is absolutely outstanding: “This file is published for Sissy Babette’s public humiliation. Please distribute and share this file on the web as you like.” You hear? Copyright can become part of sexplay, and CC can be arousing.