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Harnessed Jesus Ass.

Being the son of Classical musicians meant that for most of my young life I was dragged kicking and screaming to every single classical musical performance in driving distance whether I wanted to go or not. (I did not. Ever.). I have always found the most insufferable piece of music to be The Messiah. It’s very long, very annoying, and is really just maybe six sentences repeated 500 times VVVVEEEERRRRRYYYYYYSSLLLLOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWLLLLLLLLYYYYYYYYY. It’s like they combined Baroque music and the Chinese Water Torture. I’m convinced that nobody actually likes it… they’re just too scared to say so. When I tell people how awful I think it is, they react as if I’m telling them the holocaust didn’t happen (it did.).

And every fucking easter, someone would put on a performance of it and I would yet again be dragged kicking and screaming to witness another performance.
That said… had I gotten to see some harnessed Jesus ass, I may have at least kinda enjoyed the show. A bit.

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Yes. I had David Pevsner in my apartment. Naked.

Three years ago I posted a still to my Twitter of my friend David Pevsner. We’d been out of coffee chatting about making some homoerotic art. It wasn’t long before we were at my place shooting pictures of him in a suit with my instant camera. And then slowly taking it all off. And him getting hard for the last shot.
I love my life.

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