Congressman Dana Rohrabacher had his ass handed to him yesterday in not one but two debates with opponent Jim Brandt. At least, I think he did. It's kinda hard to find out. Why is that?
It's because the only mention of Rohrabacher in the past day's press is as Tan Nguyen's former opponent. Damn it. I told you Tan was nothing but a dangerous distraction. Oh well; you Nguyen some, you lose some.
It doesn't matter what Brandt wins, whether it's arguments, debates, or friggin' triathlons--his race
Kevin Naff raises an interesting observation in his New York Blade editorial "Gay Republicans in the Hot Seat":
WITH THE MAINSTREAM media engaged in wall-to-wall Mark Foley scandal coverage for a solid week, attention turned awkwardly (and predictably) to the subject of gay Republicans.
Who are these people? How can they work for a party that demonizes them? Is D.C. controlled by a Velvet Mafia? And, most importantly, what about "The List," a compendium of closeted Republicans that is rumored t
Though Sunday at Devil Dirt, the second collaboration between Isobel Campbell and Mark Lanegan, has been out overseas for months, it's just seeing a US release today. We've got a review in this week's Weekly, but here it is a few days early. Magical!
Isobel Campbell & Mark Lanegan
Sunday at Devil Dirt
(Vagrant)
The central appeal of the Isobel Campbell-Mark Lanegan pairing is simple. Their contrasting singing styles—hers is always soft and sweet; his, frequently gruff and gravelly—mesh wit
