Word: sade
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From an unseen hallway, Sade's mournful voice floats into the TV studio like a ghost passing through a wall. She's singing these words, "I'm the king of sorrow..." The vocalist is backstage at HBO's comedy-interview program the Chris Rock Show. She's just wrapped up rehearsals for her appearance on the program to promote "Lovers Rock" (Epic), her first CD of new music in eight years. That's a lifetime in pop: time enough for the Seattle rock scene to have exploded like a supernova and to have collapsed like a white dwarf, time enough...
...moments later, Sade slips into a small dressing room. She politely asks the reporter who is with her for permission to light a cigarette and then proceeds to chain-smoke for the duration of the interview. She smiles readily and laughs often, but something soft and vulnerable in her seems to clench reflexively - like a baby's fist around an adult's finger - when personal questions are raised. She exhales anxious gray smoke. She's not the interview type...
...talks about these things, in part, because we assume that pornography has always been with us--from the cave paintings of Lascaux through the priapic statues of Greece and Rome and the fevered scribblings of the Marquis de Sade. But what we are witnessing, in the age of the VCR and the Internet, in nothing less than a revolution in smut. Pornography 30 years ago was a $10 million industry, a seamy demi-monde of adult theaters and run-down bookstores. For most people, porn meant Playboy, pin-up girls and maybe a deck of dirty playing cards for stag...
...girl pointed out a boy that she thought was crush-worthy, I responded, "Boys who wear baseball caps every day have absolutely nothing to say." Do you agree?...Liv Tyler got fat and now nobody will hire her...Get ready for an S&M winter. Two Marquis de Sade movies, a couple of television specials and a reprinting of Justine will make handcuffs the must-have accessory of the chilly season...Golden Invites to the In the (K)now It Boy and It Girl Mixer go out this week. Will you be invited?...I realized that-gasp...
...cities have their dark side, but few, like Sydney, had their darkest moments at birth. The scenes of debauchery and brutality recorded by most of the early chroniclers of the infant colony would have scandalized the Marquis de Sade; down the years, that tradition has been maintained. The last convicts arrived in New South Wales in 1840, and many were absorbed into gangs, or pushes, of "larrikins"-hooligans. The Forty Thieves of the Rocks and the Iron House Mob of Woolloomooloo segued neatly last century into fearsome razor gangs; the North Shore, nowadays so sedate, was terrorized by the Gore...