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5 Things
SPECIAL | Dionne Warwick on the legacy and future of the iconic Apollo Theater

5 Things

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 26, 2025 10:21


This episode is in celebration of Black History Month. For more than ninety years, the Apollo Theater, a cultural landmark in Harlem, has shaped the trajectory of entertainment in America. The list of icons is long. From Ella Fitzgerald and Billie Holiday to Quincy Jones, Chris Rock and Stevie Wonder, it is a place of legends including those yet to be discovered. Some of today's brightest music stars like Grammy winning jazz artist Samara Joy and Grammy winner H.E.R. seem destined for the Apollo Walk of Fame. In 1958, Dionne Warwick and her gospel group won Amateur Night at the Apollo. And just last year, she was inducted into the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame. Legendary artist Dionne Warwick joins us on The Excerpt to discuss the legacy of the Apollo Theater and how it is still shaping our culture today.See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

A Journey Through History
Journey through History to discuss Ella: a novel DB123445 by Diane Richards with host David Faucheux. 12/03/2024

A Journey Through History

Play Episode Listen Later Dec 8, 2024 58:42


David Faucheux will be leading a historical fiction discussion as he does three times a year of Ella: a novel DB123445 by Diane Richards. Below is a book review submitted by David of this novel followed by its NLS annotation, Bookshare link, and Zoom invitation. Book review I want to thank Alan for forwarding this review of my December choice for discussion during the next Journey through History. First the NLS annotation: Ella: a novel DB123445 Author: Richards, Diane Reading Time: 10 hours, 24 minutes Read by: Alexandra Grey Subjects: Historical Fiction, African American Topics “When fifteen-year-old Ella Fitzgerald’s mother dies at the height of the Depression in 1932, the teenager goes to work for the mob to support herself and her family. When the law finally catches up, the “ungovernable” adolescent is incarcerated in the New York Training School for Girls in upstate New York–a wicked prison infamous for its harsh treatment of inmates, especially Black ones. Determined to be free, Ella escapes and makes her way back to Harlem, where she is forced to dance for pennies on the street. Looking for a break into show business, Ella draws straws to appear at the Apollo Theater’s Amateur Night on November 21, 1934. Rather than perform a dance routine directly after “The World Famous Edwards Sisters” number, the homeless Ella, wearing men’s galoshes a size too big, risks everything when she decides to sing Judy instead. Four years later, at barely twenty-one, Ella Fitzgerald has become the bestselling female vocalist in America.”– From publisher. Unrated. Commercial audiobook. I have always found biographical novels of interest because they somehow — and in a way that nonfiction simply cannot – manage to bring characters to life and make us care. Sometimes, after taking one of these historic novels in, I look for a nonfiction biography to add depth or another perspective. Reviewer's Note: See the short bibliography at the conclusion of this review. I found this novel about Ella Fitzgerald's early life interesting if a bit upsetting. The novel opens on July 18, 1948, with her about to appear on The very new Ed Sullivan Show. But then we are taken back to January of 1932 when Ella is told by her mother that she will have to help out in the laundry where the mother works. Ella, needless to say, is not amused. She loves to dance and has been practicing with her neighbor; they live in Yonkers and Ella lives for dance contests especially because participants who do well can earn money prizes. In any event, the mother unexpectedly dies at work, her white boyfriend becomes abusive to Ella who goes to live with her aunt in Harlem where she takes up with a criminal element and becomes a Numbers Runner in order to bring in much-needed income as the money is very good in the numbers racket. Her mentor is killed when the white mob decides that they want to muscle in on the lucrative numbers game. In typical mob fashion, people start dying as bullets start flying. Because Ella has been missing so much school at the excellent institution where her aunt has enrolled her, she is picked up by the truant officer. With the help of several police officers who have accompanied the truant officer, Ella is taken to jail. She then is sent to an upstate reformatory where she is badly treated as are other “colored” girls who are told “to know your place.” They are not taught typical high school subjects such as English as are the white girls but rather made to work in the reformatory garden. They learn from other imprisoned girls about the sexual predations of several low-life white, male workers at the reformatory. Ella herself is locked up in solitary for over a week. She manages to escape after a year when several of the girls, both white and African-American, are chosen to sing Christmas carols at the nearby town. With the help of several women hiding in the train yard, she hops a train to New York City and lives on the streets of Harlem where she dances with street kids for coins. Due to a lucky break (she draws the shortest straw), She is chosen for a coveted spot to participate in an early Amateur Night at the famed Apollo where the audience is known for its ruthless critique; if they like you — they love you. Otherwise, they scream and boo and you are swept off the stage by a broom-wielding tap dancing someone called The Executioner. Ella was supposed to dance but as she was put on first during Amateur Night, she would follow the conclusion of the professional show which consisted of two superb twin sister dancers clad in vivid yellow dresses spangled with sequins, even to their sparkly dance shoes. Ella manages to convince the emcee to let her sing which she does. The audience falls in love. Then, suddenly, we are back with Ed Sullivan and she goes on and sings. How Ella gets from the stage at the Apollo in November of 1934 to Sullivan's world in 1948 is anyone's guess as the novel does not explain. All in all, an excellent intro to Ella Fitzgerald with some interesting singing by narrator Alexandra Grey who herself has an interesting story to tell. Meet Alexandra Grey, the 2016 Breakout Star of … – ScreenCrush For further interest: Ella Fitzgerald – Ed Sullivan Show And on BARD Ella Fitzgerald: a biography of the first lady of jazz DB40020 She persisted: Ella Fitzgerald DB115988 Becoming Ella Fitzgerald: the jazz singer who transformed American song DB118643 Dangerous rhythms: jazz and the underworld DB109819 And I would encourage anyone interested in either Ella Fitzgerald or Marilyn Monroe to keep checking on BARD as I'm sure the novel Can't We Be Friends by Denny Bryce and Eliza Knight that came out earlier this year should appear there at some point. A search indicated at this time the book is not in progress, but I think it will eventually make it. I reviewed it for Library Journal and enjoyed it. There are certainly enough books, fiction and nonfiction, about Marilyn. Enjoy NLS Annotation Ella: a novel DB123445 Author: Richards, Diane Reading Time: 10 hours, 24 minutes Read by: Alexandra Grey Subjects: Historical Fiction, African American Topics “When fifteen-year-old Ella Fitzgerald’s mother dies at the height of the Depression in 1932, the teenager goes to work for the mob to support herself and her family. When the law finally catches up, the “ungovernable” adolescent is incarcerated in the New York Training School for Girls in upstate New York–a wicked prison infamous for its harsh treatment of inmates, especially Black ones. Determined to be free, Ella escapes and makes her way back to Harlem, where she is forced to dance for pennies on the street. Looking for a break into show business, Ella draws straws to appear at the Apollo Theater’s Amateur Night on November 21, 1934. Rather than perform a dance routine directly after “The World Famous Edwards Sisters” number, the homeless Ella, wearing men’s galoshes a size too big, risks everything when she decides to sing Judy instead. Four years later, at barely twenty-one, Ella Fitzgerald has become the bestselling female vocalist in America.”– From publisher. Unrated. Commercial audiobook. New York : HarperAudio, [2024] Bookshare This book can be found at Bookshare at the following link: https://www.bookshare.org/browse/book/6016879?returnPath=L3NlYXJjaD9tb2R1bGVOYW1lPXB1YmxpYyZsaWJyYXJ5VG9TZWFyY2g9Ym9va3NoYXJlJmF1dGhvckZpbHRlcj1EaWFuZSUyQlJpY2hhcmRzJmF1dGhvcj1EaWFuZSUyQlJpY2hhcmRzJnNvcnRPcmRlcj1SRUxFVkFOQ0U

Light Talk with The Lumen Brothers
LIGHT TALK Episode 401 - "Amateur Night in Waco"

Light Talk with The Lumen Brothers

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 30, 2024 41:22


In this episode of LIGHT TALK, The Lumen Brothers discuss everything from Time Warps to Bette Midler. Join David, Stan, and Steve as they pontificate about: Our big Light Talk celebration at LDI; Does it make sense to retrofit old Source 4's with Source 4WRD's?; Using AI and Chat GPT in Projects; When is a design finished; Freezing a show; "The Perfectionism Trap"; Bad Hombre Productions' "The Mist Liquid Hydrogen Fogger"; Our Dream products for LDI; What to do with a professor who is a Jerk; and Stan's Valley Girl impersonation.   Nothing is Taboo, Nothing is Sacred, and Very Little Makes Sense.

Anthology Anthology
The V/H/S Boxed Set p3 - David Bruckner Talks V/H/S and SOUTHBOUND!

Anthology Anthology

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 29, 2024 73:58


Director David Bruckner (THE NIGHT HOUSE, HELLRAISER) joins us this week to talk about his iconic horror anthology work! We really get into the weeds on his anthology segments "Amateur Night" (from V/H/S) and "The Accident" (from SOUTHBOUND) so fans of shoptalk should like this one!Follow David Bruckner on instagram: @davidbruckner Theme song by Matt Glass (@glassbrain), Artwork by Felipe Sobreiro (@sobreiro) Hosted by Brea Grant (@breagrant) and Ed Dougherty (@eddied4me)Join our Patreon for extra content!

ExplicitNovels
Cáel and the Manhattan Amazons: Part 20

ExplicitNovels

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 20, 2024


Of Funerals and Families; Part One In 25 parts, edited from the works of FinalStand. Listen and subscribe to the ► Podcast at Connected.. “Victory is neither pointless, fleeting, nor soon forgotten. It is yours.” I have been warned that my Uncle wants me dead. My Aunts want me for; other things." "What do they want?" E asked. It was the whole 'men as a true asset' problem for her. "The whole repository of nefariousness;” Pamela started to explain, but then, "Double Word Score!" Pamela and I exclaimed excitedly then 'high-fived'. Yes, you spiteful Cosmos, I had found my soul-mate and she was a near-octogenarian with a macabre sense of humor; who also had a telepathic ability to know my mind. E looked totally lost in the exchange. "Yes; the whole repository of nefariousness was created to be sterile," Pamela picked up the conversation. "Which makes the very existence of Cáel here very noteworthy; virtually inexplicable," she mused. "What have the labs at Havenstone think of this?" Rachel worried. "I refused to go back in for any more tests," I met her gaze. "But it could be important," E joined in. "I will make it easy on you both; I'm a horrible person. I'm the Head of House Ishara and I elect to not put my fate in the hands of the same people who leaked my very existence to the Illuminati during the first set of tests," I stated. "Which is why I'm here in Chicago burying my Father, in case any of you missed it." "Certainly knowing what is going on is more important than the risk of further exposure," E persisted. She got kudos for sticking to her guns. "Esmeralda, I work for Katrina Love, Head of Executive Services," I responded. "By that I mean I have this nifty little glass table in a corner of her office. Me stressing over my genetics isn't really important. Katrina is on the case and I haven't been out of college for two months yet. If the difference between Havenstone getting in a fight with the Illuminati and keeping the truce is my blood sample, she'll let me know," I added. "As far as Ishara is concerned, Havenstone had an information leak that got a house member killed." "Do you have other family?" E inquired hesitantly. "Blood kin? Not in this country and certainly not anyone I could name," I sighed. "I case you are wondering, there are a grand total of three members on Ishara's roster." "Is the rest of your family safe?" E was trying to sound upbeat. "Safe? Of course they are not safe. They both work for Executive Services, Esmeralda. They were 'Runners' who I inducted into Ishara. They are Amazons of the Host and that means never being safe this side of the cliffs. Friday morning I presented them to our ancestors and they were welcomed as equals; as sisters to those who have the blood of Mycenaeans on their hands," I turned to look out the window. "What was it like?" Tiger Lily inquired. "The induction." "If you are looking for a vision of a stone hall with thousands of war-like Amazons holding me in judgment, you'll be disappointed," I recalled. "I had to create the ceremony from scratch; ash, tears and blood. "I felt strong enough about that instinct I let Desiree slap me until I cried enough tears. With Desiree's knife, I cut myself, they cut themselves and our blood mixed," I finished. "That is not how it is done," Rachel corrected me. "No," I stopped. "It is not how you do it. House Ishara has come back from the void that waits for all those who are dead and have no one living to recall them," I explained. "We are not the other Houses. We are both Love and Oaths and there is a lack of respect for each of those virtues in this World." "I never considered Amazons as overly romantic, but we are true to our oaths," Esmeralda was starting to bask in the openness of the exchange. "I do not doubt the integrity of anyone in this vehicle, except for me," I gave her a weary grin. "The failure of oaths is mine. Ishara was bound by an Oath and has failed in her pledge. You are wrong about the romance and I am sure you have misunderstood my definition. I live for the day when no sons are sent to the cliffs as newborns; Love, Esmeralda. Love." The hush pressed upon us until Tiger Lily pulled up in front of the Hotel Burnham. Rachel, E, Charlotte (from the second GL) and I went in. I wave the others back as I went to the desk. Rachel and Charlotte had grey duffel bags with 'stuff' inside. E had my minimal kit. "Cáel Nyilas with Havenstone," I introduced myself. Yes, I was in 'prison' gear. "Director Nyilas; welcome to the Burnham," he recovered quickly. "Which rooms do you wish to use?" Thank you, Helena, no I'm a damn Director. He twisted the screen so I could see the list. Eleven doubles and a Lakeview Executive Suite with two adjoining Deluxe Suites. "We'll use those," I indicated the Executive/Deluxe/Deluxe. "Very good, Sir," he nodded. "Will you be ordering room service? I'm afraid the Atwood restaurant has closed for the evening." "Sounds like a plan," I looked at his name tag, "Steve, or do you prefer Mr. McCabe?" "Steve will do fine, Director;” Steve started. "I will make it easy on you Steve," I sighed. "Call me Cáel. All this Director crap is for the benefit of people I barely know. I am here, in my hometown, to bury my Father; who was murdered yesterday." Steve paled. "The FBI gave me these spiffy duds. If any law enforcement shows up asking for me, give me a ring first." "Nyilas; from Burnham? I read about that," Steve seemed bemused. "The day shift Assistant Manager is from Burnham too." How wonderful, I thought sarcastically. Steven sensed my waning interest. "Your keycards, Sir; Cáel and my sympathy for your loss." "Steve, never miss a chance to tell your loved ones how you feel," I took the cards. "That is my biggest regret with my Dad. I didn't think about it the last time we talked." Steve gave a final nod. I rejoined my group and headed for the elevator. The rest was a tired blur. The rest of the group showed up, including Pamela. I called Nicole to tell her the situation then called Timothy despite the late hour to make sure he was okay. Timothy informed me that two 'psycho-chicks' stopped by as a kind of 'meet and greet'. I hit the small hotel fitness center with Mona, the fourth member of Rachel's team. It helped. What helped more was the constant reminder that I worked with smart people. Mona's mother was dead as well, killed on an undisclosed mission with the SD when she was ten. She could understand my sense of grief and confusion. We didn't cry and hug. It wasn't something she could do with a man. Give a decade, or two and she might come around. Instead, "Thank you for Constanza," Mona said quietly to me as we exited the center. "I measure a person's life in the lives we save; as well as the ones we take," I enlightened her. Before that moment, I didn't really consider killing people to be all that praiseworthy an endeavor. Today I had been in a situation where my life had been in immediate danger. I was glad the other guy ended up dead. Since I was prepared to keep acting stupidly, I was grateful for those who would murder people so that I could remain both noble of purpose and alive. "She is close to me; she helped me grow up after Mom was gone," Mona opened up a tiny bit. "Aren't you a bit angry with me?" I asked. "Initially, I was very angry. Then I heard your words and I knew you spoke the truth of the matter," Mona exhaled. "She should have died. She deserved death for what she said." "No one;” I started to comfort Mona. "For a member of a Faith that exults in the harshness of martial conflict, you spend an inordinate amount of energy struggling to keep people alive," Mona noted. "I'm glad I helped deal with those Latin Kings now. It was a mission worth doing." "What?" I stumbled. "Didn't Buffy tell you?" Mona regarded me. She smirked. "Yeah, we hunted them down late Sunday night and into early Monday morning. I doubt the few who escaped will ever be back." "Why haven't I; anybody heard about this?" I worried. Mona looked at me somewhat perplexed. "Cáel of Ishara, we always take the bodies of murder victims, cut them up, place them in large drums of acid and ship them to Canada," Mona informed me. "Ah; thanks for telling me that. Let's both agree to not let Buffy know that I know, okay?" I requested. "She'll get an inordinate thrill thinking she knows something I don't." "As you wish, Cáel of Ishara," Mona nodded gravely.  (Tuesday Morning) Sexual addiction is somewhat like military service. It requires you to be alert to your surroundings, think on your feet, follow procedures and; most crucial to me; shows you how to remain functional with minimal sleep. In this case, five hours sufficed to clear out my cobwebs and make me incredibly horny. All of that was despite the layers of upsetting news being placed before me. Executive Services had gone over the feed from the four SD members. Inadvertently, Dad had fought on the 'right' side. The team leader died first. Her back-up put two men in the grave and wounded a third before they tossed a grenade on her. I looked at Charlotte as she gave me the news. We both had a 'what the' expression on our faces. Grenade? I kept doing my calisthenics. The second two-Amazon group killed three attackers on their side of the building then charged the back door. I wondered if Mom's Garden Dragon was okay. It was like a Garden Gnome, except it was a Dragon. Mom was odd that way. The attacking group had blown the front door and entered the first floor. The Amazons in the back decided to shoot out the lock instead. While transiting the kitchen moving forward, the second group took fire; from a Zastava M 21. I was confused. "It is a modern Serbian weapon," Charlotte filled in the blanks. "Dad was killed by Serbians?" I muttered. "No," Charlotte sighed. "No he wasn't." Another look from me as I started my standing push-ups. "That team member was wounded. The shooter was taken down by both of our teammates. At this point, three other attackers moved from your front room to the dining room, pinning our team down. That was when your father broke cover and assaulted the attackers. He had this large lamp and cracked it over the right shoulder of the closest man," Charlotte stated. I knew that light fixture Charlotte was talking about. It was a floor lamp, nearly two meters tall, made of glass and bronze. My physique was from my Father; broad shoulders and powerful arms. That 'large lamp' weighed over 30 kg and, powered by my father's upper body strength, I was betting the guy who was on the receiving end had have some of his bones snapped. "The man screamed in Bulgarian, his two companions turned to see what was happening and the Amazons advanced by fire toward your father," Charlotte continued. "Your father swung again," she looked at me, "connecting with the man's chest. In response, the other two shot him three times. He fell. The second team pressed forward, killing the man your Father wounded and wounding another. The last unhurt Amazon was killed trying to get to your Father while the survivor was concussed by the use of a second grenade. We don't have the video of what happened in the interim. When the last Amazon began moving again, the two remaining attackers had dragged your father out the front door. She pursued and fired. She wounded the undamaged attacker; and one of her bullets ended your Father's life. She was wounded in this last exchange of fire. The two men helped each other to a vehicle and left." I kept working out as I made an acceptable collage of my misery. "Does she know?" I whispered. "Does she; the Amazon? Her name is Sabina. I don't think she's been informed yet," Charlotte answered. "Unless it becomes necessary, don't tell her that her bullet killed my Father," I sighed. "The only thing that is important to me; to Ishara; is that she gave her all as did her sisters. My Father was killed by the men who first shot him. Had they escaped with my Father, they weren't taking him to a hospital, so he was as good as dead anyway. That is all that matters." "Yes Ishara," Charlotte responded with quiet reverence. Knowing nothing of Security Detail's procedure and tradition, I had tossed out an excuse to spare a valiant woman a terrible piece of news. Charlotte's demeanor suggested to me that it would be a kindness conveyed. A few minutes later, Rachel and Tiger Lily came in from their suite. Mona had been my guardian while I slept so she slept now. This was our signal to shower and put on some clothes before the group went downstairs for breakfast. Pamela presented herself as I was getting dressed. Esmeralda's arrival signaled our migration to the ground floor Atwood restaurant. As everyone glided into the elevator, I had a nostalgic moment for Odette. A normal, non-lethal, happy young lady. This all-encompassing seriousness around me was crimping my efforts to find the silver lining in this personal calamity. Ten seconds after exiting the elevator, Nicole angled toward us then we proceeded to breakfast. It took a little jockeying and refereeing by me to get the seating arrangements set. Nicole was on my left then Pamela. Rachel and E were on my right. Charlotte and Tiger Lily were across from me as orders were taken. "How are you holding up, Cáel?" Nicole put a hand on my lap. I had no immediate reply. "Lonely. Sad. Alone. Bereft of anger; it is pointless. I want to scream, rage, tear things up, throw things across the room and hear them shatter; but not really," I confessed. Suddenly, a strange essence infused my core. "No, that's wrong. I am not alone. We have suffered more, lived through worse and never wavered even in the face of death," I said in a ghostly whisper. That was really the last thing I wanted to say. Its origin was from an enigmatic corner of my mind I was resisting venturing into. 'Taking oneself to the cliffs' made a whole lot more sense suddenly. The Amazon prepared her daughters and granddaughters for her absence. She volunteered to make that trek. In her heart, she called out to her Ancestors to prepare them to accompany her on that final journey. That all sounded like comfortable spiritual mumbo-jumbo, safely quoted by a rational man under duress. The abyssal rift in that psycho-babble, makeshift patch over my emotional pain was I felt Vranus and Ishara standing at my shoulders. Vranus because his seemingly endless quest was finally resolved and he and his descendants would at last be welcomed into the halls of their kin. With me, he had succeeded and brought his people home. There was still the matter of the rest; the three sons of Arinniti and the elder warrior. Holy Crap; they were still out there, waiting to be shown the path home. My 'Evenly Holier Crap' moment was feeling the weight of the eyes of Ishara upon me. Not Ishara, the matron goddess of this; my House, but that ancient Amazon who had surrendered her personal name to oblivion to give her followers a sense of unity. No female was solely 'her' daughter; all the women of the house were equal in birth and station. It was that Ishara who stood at my shoulder and, beyond some perverse desire to look behind me to see how sexy she was, I felt I had her; not approval; her mandate. We had to be held to our oaths and would die to a woman (and man) for them. We were to give the Host a second chance to make things right. There would be no retreat. It was not in the Amazon psyche to fight the relentless, remorseless and bloody battle; to risk everything on victory with no thought of failure. It was not something guys were accustomed to, but had been the doom of men down through the ages. Whether too romantic, too stubborn, or too bound to our brother's in arms, men had embraced hopeless causes before; mostly perishing without fanfare yet with the exceptional impossible victory to give us hope. From time immemorial, male kin of the flesh and spirit had piled their corpses one upon the other, refusing the verdict of combat for the sake of brotherhood and every imaginable ideal. It was hardly a trait worth sharing with the sisters. They would understand the pieces; not the result. My lack of political ability would not be disability. I simply had to learn to fight; a lot better than I did at that moment. The echoes of this message inside my head, the chilled air that filled my lungs and balance restored to my heart was bizarrely unfrightening. It would be an affirmation of the 'first directive' oaths all the houses had sworn. It wasn't my place to raise all the 'Runners', or even a single one. It was my duty to initiate the 'Worthy', no matter their number. My actions were mine. I would not shame the other houses. I would not consider their prestige at all. It was not my place in the same way it was not their place to tell me what I could and couldn't do. It was a divine 'Go get 'em' and it felt pretty, freaking awesome. "Cáel, are you okay?" Nicole asked in a worried tone. She squeezed my thigh. I looked down at my hands. I was okay. "Nicole, I have the blood of Ahhiyawa champions on my hands. I feel it's sticky, sickening ichor and smell the copper-laden, metallic odor," I smiled. "I think I'm going to be just fine." "Who?" Nicole was even more concerned. "Someone who screwed with me a long, long time ago. They are all dead, but don't worry about the bodies showing up to bother anyone," I grinned. All the full-blooded Amazons had been very still. The word 'Ahhiyawa' appeared to scare them even more than my haunting actions. To the Amazons, the Ahhiyawa were the Mycenaeans in the time of the Iliad. The problem seemed to be that I had never heard any member of the Host use that term and I was suddenly curious as to why. "You seemed to have went away for a few seconds," Nicole joked lightly. "You do appear better rested, which is good. What is on the agenda for today?" "Get my Father's body, prepare for his cremation, arrange for the last Roman Catholic Church we attended to send somebody to the service and prepare my parent's plot," I ran down. "I imagine the police and feds will want to contact me again," I piled it on. "I want to see my home if the forensic guys let me. What do you think will be aimed at me?" "We'll check up on any family attorney you may have had along with probating your father's Will, if he had one," Nicole assured me. "As for the authorities, let's see what kind of warrants they are asking for before we move beyond a 'denial' defense." "Denial, as in me claiming I didn't do anything because, ya know, I didn't do anything," I gave her a sleepy smile. "How about we eat first?" We ordered, drank our coffee, tea and juices while remaining largely non-communicative. It wasn't until the food began arriving did I realize I'd 'misplaced' Pamela once more. As I tore into a big slab of ham, I looked over my surroundings for the first time. I gave myself a mental pat on the back when I spotted Pamela then the 'big picture' kicked me in the nuts. Pamela was dressed as a server, coasting about the room, filling drinks, getting appetizer and performing the tedious little chores that waiters and waitresses had to pull off flawlessly. The other wait-staff noticed Pamela, but since she was making their jobs easier and not taking their gratuities, they ignored her. They probably thought she was some industry expert. The plates were being cleared away when Pamela returned, back in normal clothing. She dumped a pile of ID's on the table. Nicole picked them up. "Chicago PD; Organized Crime Taskforce," Nicole read off then glanced to Pamela. "ATF, Homeland Security, FBI, FBI, Chicago PD; Homicide, Federal Marshall and Federal Marshall." "What?" Pamela said between bites of her veggie omelet. "I took their identification, not their wallets. Do you want me to go back for those too; and their keys?" "No. We have risked Mr. Nyilas' freedom enough for one meal," Nicole shot back. She took Tiger Lily's empty plate, dumped the ID's on it then covered the pile with her handkerchief. "Hello," this officious young lady greeted us. I'd been distracted by Nicole's malfeasance so I missed the hotel's new Assistant Manager's approach. It was turning out to be a great morning for visitations from my past. This ghost was much younger than the last ones. Our eyes met. It was easy to see that I was the man in charge being the only man at the table. "Director Nyilas, I hope everything is going well for you and your staff this morning," she smiled. "I would also like to convey the Hotel Burnham's condolences at the passing of your father. I too was born and raised in Burnham." I already knew where she'd lived most of her life. Most critically, I very strongly recalled where she'd gone to school; all 12 grades plus K. "Cameron Sanders," I stood and extended my hand across the table. "You look familiar." Of course she looked familiar. Cameron had publically ground my soul into the grit that ants stepped upon. Her verbal rejection had been a pivotal moment in my life. After that day, I had taken responsibility for my life both anatomically and academically. Recall how I had said I was once a 'nobody'. Here was living proof. Cameron and I had gone to the same schools from Kindergarten through our senior years. We'd even shared classes and it wasn't like I could be confused with all the other 'Cáels' we'd gone to school with; because there weren't any. The same goes for 'Nyilas'. I'd been shifting the boner in my pants for three solid years because of Cameron. She had been hot in high school and she was even better looking now; Brooke hot. For a second, my confidence wavered. In that heartbeat, I realized she was just another woman and I was no longer that guy. "Where you an upperclassman at Thornton Fractional North High School?" she queried. "Hmm; do you recall Jenny Forrester?" I countered. Cameron knew her African-American rival, no doubt. The tweak in her smile said as much. "I'm going out on a limb; you look like a DePaul girl." Cameron's eyes twinkled. Her eyes flitted down to where her class ring normally held court. She had taken it off for work neutrality. "How did you guess?" Cameron tilted her hip suggestively. Sex. "So I'm right?" I reposed. I had 'guessed' right because Cameron crowed about her decision to go to DePaul over all her other offers. "I have some family business to take care of, Cameron," I nodded. "Can we catch up later today and figure out where we've intersected before this morning?" Translation: I'm going to screw you. Not 'I want to', but 'I will'. I could normally figure out a woman in an evening. I had a three year backlog of data on poor Cameron. My Pivotal Goddess was an 'upfront' girl. Her façade was bravado backed by the fear of not measuring up; not being good enough. My mistake in High School was approaching her, hat in hand. Cameron felt best when someone took the tough choices away from her. If she didn't lead, she couldn't fail by her way of thinking. Dad had stood by me that night when he came home from work. I was a broken wreck of a teenage boy. Dad hadn't told me to toughen up and he hadn't been sympathetic. All he wanted to know was what I was going to do about it. What was 'I' going to do, as if I could be the master of my own fate. That was my Dad. The next day I started working out, eating better and taking better care of myself. He was dead; still dead yet my feelings over that had evolved. He was with my ancestors now, waiting for me and my sons and daughters. Looking at it that way, he wasn't really gone at all. "I'll see what can be done," Cameron smiled. I was going to eat her up. "Oh yeah, this plate was mistakenly delivered to my table," I indicated Pamela's illegal haul. "Could you see that it gets where it needs to go after we are gone?" Cameron shot me a sultry smile without even giving her task a casual glance. A hideous tip (kudos to Odette) was added to our over-priced bill and the ladies and I retired to our rooms. It was routine heading to our room. Mona waved us to silence. Then the 'bug hunt' began. Like every Amazon persecution of opposing 'life forms', they didn't play fair. The Amazons had placed electronic surveillance in the room before they left so when unwelcomed guests showed up while we ate and Mona 'slept' we could watch where they placed their goodies in our rooms. This was not a matter of throwing a fit and tossing the electronic devices down the garbage disposal. Oh no, not in Amazon battle lore. They found out what frequency your device was broadcasting on and backtracked it. According to Tiger Lily you can use a source point and a handheld device to triangulate the receiver. Then the fun begins. First, keep the original signal going. Put a subroutine of; oh, all kinds of credit card fraud in this case with the video file then call the appropriate law enforcement agency to bust the place. The subroutine would have no point of origin, so the Amazons would be safe. The spying agency would have a headache on their hands. Credit card fraud would require them to confiscate all the equipment because the threat posed was real, even if the tip was now suspect. This was the Amazon equivalent of fixating the enemy at one point; surveillance; while making their real move on another; the funeral. The average Amazon funeral was a private affair. My Security Detail was modifying plans for an Amazon dignitary's attendance of another Society member's funerary rites. Halfway through the deception plan, Special Agents Brock and John showed up at our door. With two law firms (Pratt's and Nicole's) dancing on their foreheads, they were being polite today and inviting me down to be questioned. I asked for Detective Lisa and Investigator Horace to be there. One: I didn't dictate who investigated me. Two: they were under Internal Affairs review. I agreed with 'one'; I would say 'nothing' to any number of highly qualified law enforcement operatives. I might give answers to the two I had mentioned. 'Two' was none of my affair. They could hope for some answers when they chose the review would be over. I was more than happy spending a lifetime not talking to them. Legalize was tossed around to the point Nicole yawned, pointed out none of them were attorney's with the United States District Court of the Northern District of Illinois; damn, that's some letterhead, and they could make no deals, grant no immunities, on their own. There was no talking to be done except for the ass-reaming the Court of Appeals was going to give both the Federal attorney who applied for the surveillance warrant and the judge who signed it. Low and behold, phones began ringing. As a patrol unit was making a raid on a room three floors down, a series of shots rang out. A gun battle ensued between the three armed men in the room, the two patrolmen (women actually) and the entire misfortunate event was caught on NBC Channel Five news. Occasionally I forget I work for fundamentally viciously sick fucks. My 'team' had sent the cops and the news crew to the spot and even supplied the ignorant housekeeper with the room card-key for the cops to break in with; a hotel room is not a private dwelling. Cops break in, do their 'freeze, we are the police' thing, but before the three feds in the room could reply, 'their' computer audio equipment let off a sound of bullets firing and ricochets echoing across the room. Nature took its course after that. The feds drew and both sides began shooting. No one died, but one ATF guy was going off to surgery. They would have all earned Purple Hearts if they had been in the military and a commendation no matter what; had two law enforcement agencies not shot each other up. The chase was on for the news crew who was desperately trying to get their station to show the footage before the feds grabbed the memory cards. Despite having had no part in that fiasco, Nicole immediately clued in that the moment our two feds ran off to help their comrades it was our time to leave. Did we go to the vehicles we came in? No. That would have exhibited a lack of paranoia my guardians would have found appalling. Two new car waited a block away. Had I been better at this game, I would have noticed the lack of functioning traffic cameras around us. Instead, I went begging to the local diocese of the Catholic Church. I plead my case. Mom and Dad were devout, raised me to be a devout Catholic yet when my Mother died, my father had never gotten over the trauma and me, being a young man, hadn't explored my spirituality yet; but I promised I'd get right on it when I returned to New York. The priest who handled the end of life stuff for the Church was sympathetic. He gave me the name of a local priest near my home I could talk to on my return. He also told me that he'd received a moving letter from a nun in Uganda about a deeply spiritual moment she had shared with me years ago, so he was onboard with giving my Dad a Catholic send-off. I wasn't sure if that was a sign to never touch a wannabe Nun again, or a reminder that nun's gave incredibly positive feedback on their sexual misadventures. I went with the latter. A few more calls, the choosing of the proper crematorium and I was through with the first part of that ordeal. Next came the funeral notification and invites. The Union would send some of Dad's closest co-workers and several neighbors said they'd show up as well. Flowers, clothes, wake; well, it couldn't be in my family home. The forensic team was gone and it was free for me to wander through, but the bullet holes and blood might put a damper on the ambience. In the midst of my worries, I got a call. A polite man named Winchell Sokolowsky offered me the Marshal Fields Jr. Mansion for my personal use. If there is any doubt, Chicago is Not the city of good Samaritans, the overly polite, or even the casually kind. Chicagoans pride themselves on being tough. We have plenty of good people who help out, volunteer and try to make life easier for their fellow man. That does not encompass giving a random stranger use of a multi-million dollar mansion. If I hadn't already been living in fantasy land, I'd have been busy figuring out which one of my few male friends was pulling this prank of on me, but no. "Can I inquire about the source of this largesse, Mr. Sokolowsky? Take in mind the incredible likelihood of a government agency most foul listening in," I cautioned him. "A family friend," he responded with an amused snort. Yeah, cause my Father's funeral was all chuckles for me. Since crab-women weren't likely to know owners of mansions, this had to be my aunts. Woot. "Thank you sir. My security people will be over to sweep the place before the city, state, or federal governments can crank out another search warrant. Thank you again." "That is not unexpected," Sokolowsky replied. "Until then." Rachel looked at me as if I'd done something absurd. She may have been right. "Did you just accept shelter from an individual we do not know; except that he is certainly part of the Protocols?" she stared at me. "Come on now," I chastised her. "It's for a funerary wake. I'm not taking three hundred of the lads out for a stroll, chasing savages up the Little Big Horn, or an Irishman deciding that Oliver Cromwell is a man of his word." I leaned in and winked to Rachel. "Besides Charlie; I got an angle." Pamela, who just happened to be walking by, gave me another high-five. Rachel was really learning to hate/dread those moments of synergy between Pamela and I. "I am not allowed to kill you and I am afraid I can't kill Pamela, but please don't think I don't want to do both," Rachel ratcheted up her displeasure. "Torn into itsy-bitsy pieces;” Pamela started. "And buried alive!" I finished. Another high-five. "You two are both insane," Rachel despaired. "That's the spirit," Pamela and my comeback to Rachel was in synch once again. To prove I wasn't heartless, I hugged Rachel. She froze, arms at her side, caught between warring impulses. I maneuvered her arms around until her hands rested on the back of my hips then rested mine on the small of her back. "Rachel, I cannot go back to a safe, faceless existence," I whispered as I planted tender kisses on her forehead. "To do so would be a betrayal of; me; Ishara." Rachel let go of her emotions and rested her head against my shoulder. "Why couldn't I be tasked to do something sane; like fight drug cartels, Maoist insurgence, or corporate hit squads in the Amazon?" she sighed. I moved my hands to her ass and gave them a nice fondle making sure to slowly grind her waist against my hips. Humping her would have been a mistake. That was sexual. I was giving her a bit of physical appreciation and nothing more. Rachel tilted her head up, I brought mine down until we were nose to nose. "Promise me you will try to stay alive, Cáel," she sounded almost mournful. "I will make a deal with you," I stated. "If I make it back to New York alive, you will consent to have sex with me." Rachel was confused, suspicious yet aroused. "None of this 'one hour' in some dormitory, or nunnery cell. I want everything; a light meal, some quality touching time and a minimum of two rounds of orgasmic sex." "Ah; not a scratch," Rachel counter-offered. I nodded, kissed her nose and she felt as if she'd won something. Rachel got ready to take us to our next stop. Pamela slipped past me. "Like shooting fish in a barrel," she whispered. I had never used that term out loud before. "That's what I would say," she clarified. She was my evil psychic twin grandmother. It was through a tireless group effort that I made it back to the Hotel Burnham at 4 p.m. Cameron made a show of being busy when I first came back. I was willing to be patient. While she puttered around, I flirted with the desk clerk and one of the baggage attendants; pale skin, blonde hair with freckles and light brown skin, black hair in a Nubian weave. This was the 'professional' lure. By presenting myself as a 'Man's Man' and garnering female adoration, I was clearly not (yet) that into her. The pressure was on her and Cameron didn't like pressure because pressure equated to the possibility of failure. Her advantages which were obvious to every other observer were not certainties to her. Contest time. "Director Cáel Nyilas," Cameron interrupted my joke to the two ladies, "I'm finished up for the day." I gave a quick smile to the women I was about to leave then turned on my personal demon. "Should I wait in the lounge until you change?" "No," I waved off her objections. "You can come up to my suite and then we can go to your domicile for you to change for a night out." Quick visual clue update: she lived at home with her parents yet dated enough that it wouldn't be awkward. It also showed me that she was uncomfortable about going to my room. She wasn't so enchanted she would do something stupid. I had the answer to that. I had made it a public declaration. Not only did my hovering troop had the news, so did her front desk. Nothing bad could happen to her if everyone knew where she was; right? On the elevator ride up it was just me, Cameron, Pamela and Esmeralda. The rest travelled on ahead. She took one rear corner so I took the other. I then let my leather-soled shoes slide down the carpet, lowering my overall height compared to Cameron. At some point, I began back-spinning my feet, pretending to be on the edge of falling on my ass. I smiled at Cameron and her eyes sparkled at the vaudevillian gesture. Know your prey and I knew way more about Cameron than was healthy for any girl. For instance, she loved Charlie Chaplin and Buster Keaton; more of a Keaton girl. She giggled then came to my rescue. She was wrapping me up in her arms while mine stayed safely away. "You are a bit of a joker," she teased me. "Your beautiful smile makes all that effort worthwhile," I truthfully pledged to Cameron. She sighed so contentedly. Behind her back, Pamela was loading a two-barreled hunting device, aiming at some surface-based, above ground structure with an open top and gave it both barrels while avoiding the imaginary back-splash. 'Looks like herring for dinner,' she mouthed with a wicked grin. Esmeralda was soaking it in. Hadn't I pounced on Rachel a few hours earlier? I was definitely hooking Cameron and reeling her in for some sexual deviant purpose; and Pamela was mocking the whole situation. E turned and faced the doors. "You seem like a really nice guy," Cameron murmured. "I mean that in a good way." "I can't see you as any way, but truthful and kind," I met her cherished countenance. "I imagine even harsh lessons are difficult for you to deliver." There; she had one last chance to figure out the poor schlub she'd crushed at the start of our senior year was me. "Being a leader can be very tough," she moped as she pressed into me. My mumbled offerings of affection and her savage reprisal had never registered with her. I was going to eat her alive. "How about I take care of you tonight?" I requested. She hesitated, not out of fear, but confusion. "Completely relax and I'll make the decisions for this one night. Your mind will be free to enjoy and discard at your pleasure." On most levels, Cameron was seeing this as a date. She was a 'dating' girl. She didn't give up the goodies until date three, if I was exceptionally good; date four, or five otherwise. I was about to dispose of that with a clever case of role reversal. My two staffers vanished as I entered my lakeside executive suite. A splendid view I thought I'd never be able to afford the last day; The 28th of December. I had enough money for a flight and a date picking me up at the airport. Bolingbrook had an inordinate amount of students stay the holidays and, by tradition, the graduating class hosted a New Year's Eve party for those students and the staff. I had told Dad about Havenstone and my infinitesimal chances of that kind of job. That was it. He patted me on the shoulder. There was no pressure to come back to Burnham after graduation if I didn't have a job lined up. It was my home if I needed it. So much was unspoken between us. I could tell he was proud; college; good grades; popular; happy. I shouldn't have taken for granted we'd get a chance to talk later. Back to the joy at hand. "So, what's it like working with your Dad?" I dropped into our causal conversation. I was in the bedroom, door open; really? Why do they put doors on those things? The 'Daddy' question could be taken two ways and I trusted Cameron to take it the worse way; and to be pissed. "My Father didn't get me the job here!" Cameron stormed in and insisted with a nice spirited mare stomp of the foot as emphasis. I 'just happened' to be naked, half turned away and a nice, highly suggestive pair of men's underwear in my hands. "What do you mean?" I was clearly confused. I turned a bit more toward her. Now she could almost see everything. "You; you have scars all over your body," she moaned. "I am a warrior, Cameron. This is the kind of man I am," I gave her a fierce, dominating gaze. "I fight for what I want and I brutally defend that which is mine. Who did you think I was?" Had Cameron been a fighter, that would have been the point she left the room. She was all up-front, bravado and a superior façade over an insecure, parentally driven trophy for their mantel place. My anger faded. It wasn't her fault I couldn't read her signs four years ago. I was still going to fuck her to the afterlife and back, but this time I'd be doing it as an informative journey. "I don't know anymore," Cameron tried to rally some sort of coherent rampart. "Come here," I beckoned her with one hand (the one without the underwear). Cameron shook her head. "Cameron, please believe me, there are things my staff would let me get away with; rape is not one of them. I won't touch you anywhere unless you give me permission." If you are a girl in the room at this point, you are toast. I just made it safe to touch my naked body. Sure, you have clothes on; for now, but not for long. Why? Women desire sex about as much as men do. Unless you are a vapid fashion model with substance abuse issues, men with non-disfiguring scars are an aphrodisiac. Add to that a hard-forged physique and men, sex is there for the taking. "I; uh;” she kept taking baby-steps forward. "I; Pam; Pamela is it?" "Yo," Pamela answered in a bored manner, knife in hand, then, "Whoa now!" she pointed her knife at my equipment. "Sheath that, young man. Put it under wraps right now." "I'm grown man, Pamela," I griped. I also put on my underwear. "Pluck the freaking pebble out of my hand, bitch, and then I'll call you an adult," Pamela sneered. Looking to Cameron, "Anything else Miss?" "No, thank you; no, wait. What do you do for Mr. Nyilas?" Cameron asked. "I'm his psychic medium," was Pamela's sage reply. That supernatural bogusness made Cameron happy. It shouldn't have. "Yeah, I kill his enemies then interrogate their souls," Pamela added with a nod. "It is highly rewarding work." Cameron's mouth gaped. "How about I shut the door and give you two kids some privacy." "What does she really do?" Cameron whispered to me. Part of me wanted to say 'she told you'. "She's my masseuse," I lied. I started putting my pants on (forgetting my socks) then fell/sat on the bed. Cameron came to my bedside. I rolled on my back and highly exaggerated the effort it took to pull them up. Cameron began giggling. "Hey, these are my 'skinny' slacks. I wouldn't laugh at you if our positions were switched." "Really?" she teased me. I laughed and she laughed along. "Cameron, think about it. I'm shirtless and definitely bra-less. I'm pretty sure I'd be too distracted by a multitude of your other assets to snicker," I countered. Cameron blushed and smiled. Ah, the visual image in Cameron's head was her, with jeans, racy panties and nothing else on while I hovered over her, relishing her attempts to conceal her charms. I shuffled back on the bed and resumed pulling my slacks up. Cameron followed, right into the danger zone. "Wait;” she put a hand on my abdomen. "What caused that scar?" So I told her. Okay, I gave her an abridged version of the truth. Fine, I lied like a big dog. I had the amazing habit of stumbling across women in need of saving. I bled for their virtue and honor, racked with intense pain before a violent victory was seized by my masculine hands. I was sure that Pamela and Rachel were hiding just outside the door, retching into waste baskets over the layers upon layers of my tripe. Around wound twelve, I was sure if I had asked Cameron to wear little lamb ears and a bell around her neck, she would have; had one been handy. To be fair, I wasn't fighting off legions of Green Beret. I was doing one better. I was using thinly-veiled caricatures of her High School enemies and nemeses. I was revealing their wickedness and pummeling them for their evil ways. There is a precious look a woman has when she miraculously discovers she is going to have the intercourse she's wanted yet somehow not recognized that need for until that moment. Cameron had that look, straddling me, skirt hiked up to her waist and vulva riding my cock (two layers intervening). We were out of wounds. "The rest are covered up," I explained in a predatory voice. Yes, Cameron was going to have sex and she had no control of events whatsoever and I hadn't even laid a hand on her yet. "Where?" she was suddenly baffled. "Pants," I kept it short and to the point. Cameron looked over her shoulder She reluctantly started to dismount so she could get to them so I made my move. I grabbed her hips in mid-dismount and rotated her around to reverse-cowgirl. Cameron began tugging off my pants with my legs raised high. My stomach crunches kicked in and I leveraged my torso up as well. I deftly moved her skirt up and went straight to the ass massage. Cameron's head shot around, eyes fearful. I had broken my word to not touch her without permission. Yes, I had lied to a girl; Now, I kissed her right on the lips, expertly delivered a delving French kiss and moved one hand to her right breast for an aggressive fondle. Cameron was really getting into it. Her nipples were highly sensitive. Her ass was humping like an over-eager sorority girl pole-dancing on Amateur Night. On cue, Cameron broke free and flew off the bed. "What; you; I thought we were going out?" she whined. She was horny as hell and didn't want to be held accountable at it. "Why are you running away?" I reclined back, solely in my underwear now. I was using my 'I'm disappointed in you' voice. Yes, I was 'guilting' a girl into having sex. Duh. I would never coerce a woman, or take one not in her right mind; that's using forces beyond her control. Guilt? Guilt has a foundation squarely in a woman's mind, just like humor, romance, common interests (feigned or not) and horniness. Girls can control guilt just like any other psychological trigger. It is called being shameless and I ought to know. Remember guys, it cuts both ways. Don't think so? You've had a girlfriend three whole months to the point she's staying over a night or two a week. One night, after your (hopefully) second round, you both discover it is that time of the month. 'Babe (or whatever pet name she has saddled you with), can you run to the store and get me some tampons and pads?' That, by the way, was not a question. She, for hygiene reasons, can't put her clothes on and go out herself. So, you go out to the Quick-Mart at 2 a.m. praying to God that none of your buddies are on a late night beer run and see you with your; stuff. You are not doing this for sex. She's not feeling 100% at the moment. Why are you? Guilt. She was at your place, making your Baloney Pony happy and this happened. You could send her out to the store. Not only is she not the only woman out there, many women understand guys getting freaked out about menstrual products. No, you feel guilty and risk the ridicule of your peers because it is your fault and you are not a dick-wad. And why did she ask you to do something that has nothing to do with you? Women are equally aware that guilt works, Baby. Back to our tale; "I'm not running away," sounded empty coming out of her mouth. "You said; touching." "I think you gave that option up when you crawled on top of me," I leered. "I clearly want to be with you, Cameron. You have given every indication you want to be with me, so I ask you again, why are you suddenly running away?" I kept after her. "I don't want to have sex; right now," again, she sounded weak. "Whatever happens, I go back to New York in two days," I met her shaky gaze. "You can set a time table if you like. The actuality of my life is relentless. I have things to get back to. If you are going to go, then go. I'll head out alone tonight, get a few drinks, come back early and grab some shut-eye," I shrugged. I went searching for my pants. See, she wasn't some random fuck. I wasn't leaving to replace her; making her a failure. I was hemming her in. I had the timeline. I had made my desires clear. There was no negotiation so while she appeared to have choices, she didn't and she knew it. For a girl who had spent so much effort working hard to not disappoint the main masculine figure in her life there was only one thing to do. "I don't want you to think I ever do anything like this," she propped up her morals while stutter-stepping back to the bed. "I feel I have a connection with you." Ah; the 'I have a connection with you' excuse. It would have been so appropriate if she actually remembered me. I pulled her onto the bed, went through the obligatory trying to push me off then we were back to the kissing and humping. Cameron turned out to be a 'use me' girl. That does Not mean abuse, it means she gets off being a responder to her partner's sexual directions. Caress her cheek, jaw and throat and she'd cup my chin, or massage my chest. Cameron was smart and a quick-learner. Her problem was a lack of a sense of adventure and an aversion to taking the lead. With the phantom applause of a hundred other male 'losers' who went to Fractional North High School, I ‘did' the queen who had been beyond us all only four years ago. The erotic twist to all that was with every sense of triumph and pleasure, Cameron mimicked me. Certainly we were both having a memorable time. I had to touch, lick, knead, and fondle every inch of Cameron's body. We both explored our nipple fetish, sixty-nined and engaged in some anal play; no penetration. I completed my first sojourn with the removal of the condom and the blowjob that had been the fantasy of countless hours in my home's upstairs bathroom. Cameron didn't just swallow; she savored and looked like she wanted more. Normally I cuddle beside my partner post-coitus. With Cameron, I lay on top of her at eye level. I put enough weight on her to let her feel pinned without real discomfort. "I have a confession," I gave her a sweaty-faced grin. "What?" she asked then gave me a peck on the lips. "We went to school together; same grade and everything," I enlightened her. "We even talked once." Cameron didn't know what to make of that. "I'll put that in perspective though. Do you believe that if you do something you do your best? Do you believe in craftsmanship?" "Cáel, you are scaring me," Cameron frowned. "Fifteen seconds and you can go," I conveyed with as much calm as I could. "Answer my question." "Okay; yes, I believe in doing your best. I believe in craftsmanship," Cameron played along. "Your words; 'never in a million years'." I related and waited. First there was the uncertainty and fear of the odd course our relationship had taken. It took a few seconds because so few pieces of the puzzle fit. "Cáel Nyilas; it was you; start of senior year; I had been," she muttered. Then came the real fear. "You must hate me." "I thought about it," I said, "but that isn't really me. See, you helped create me. Truth be told, you were only the catalyst. I did all the work." "A great many women helped. They were never a replacement for you. I was taught better than that by my first lover," I continued. "Still, I would be totally different if you hadn't casually annihilated my self-worth that September day." Pause. "Do you like the results?" "You really don't hate me;” Cameron was coming around. "It was high school. We all screw up in high school. According to a few studies, if you don't make a mess of high school, you are destined for failure," I related some real information. "You are getting hard again," Cameron gasped back to being okay with things between us. "Perhaps I should have warned you," I grinned wickedly. "I'm a sex addict." "Hey, Sex Addict!" Pamela shouted into the room. "There are some people out here to see you." "Good people, or bad people?" I shouted back. "Worse," Pamela replied. "The kind of people that want something from you." That was vaguely unpromising. "Cameron, take a shower and we'll talk about dinner when you get out. I think I need to take care of this," I sighed. Off went Cameron to the shower and on went my robe. In the main room, with a variety of levels of sexual tension, were sixteen women I didn't know. The Hotel Burnham has very nice suites, but they are not ballrooms. The room was pretty crowded, with not enough chairs and wall space getting sparse. They were all Havenstone women and I was willing to bet the average age was thirty-five; not my normal crowd. At least I knew why they were all there. Pamela suspected. Rachel and her team were clueless. "Hi, I am known as Cáel Nyilas," I greeted them. "A short history lesson and things will make a great deal more sense, so please be patient." The crowd was not pleased. I was a male and to a woman, the ladies had repudiated the world of men. They were all 'Runners'. It was the presence of Rachel's group that was keeping them civil at this point. "Twenty-five hundred years ago, as the Second Betrayal was ending, there was a small group of males who had proven themselves to the Amazon Host, taken into houses and their names were written on the Amazon Rolls," I started off. "Two of those males and three male children of one of the houses survived the massacre the female Amazons inflicted on their kin." That bought me a moment. Slaughtering your own babies, even male babies, wasn't something they would shrug off. "Well, if you know your Amazon politics, you know that the children of an Amazon who dies while in service of the Host becomes a member of the Host; so on and so on." The implications were sinking in as was the nervousness. "One of those men was a young warrior named Vranus of House Ishara. I am the sole surviving heir of Vranus. We are also here for the burial of my Father, who was murdered Sunday night. The next bit of Amazon politics. House Ishara was an extinct First House," I continued. "Oh shit," was uttered from half-dozen lips as they moved to the next, obvious step. "The succession to the Head of House for any House is elevation by your peers, accepted ritual combat and; the oldest surviving member of the House," I added. "By the Seven Martial Goddess; don't you have to be female? I mean; We are Amazons!" one of the 'Runners' yelled in disbelief. "Do you plan to add more males to your House?" one of the senior members growled. "Two things; it should not bother you one way, or another, and it is not MY House. It is the House of my Ancestor, Ishara. If this is going to be a problem, you are in the wrong room," I met her hostile glare ember for ember. That one headed for the door. "Wait," a fellow 'Runner' grabbed her arm. "You can't be going along with this Marsha?" the departing Amazon snapped. "I don't know this one, but I trust Buffy," Marsha countered. "Ok ladies, so that we are clear," Pamela sighed. "The next one of you to insult the Head of House Ishara, I am going to drag into the other room, kill you and cut you up into giblets for room service to take away," Pamela sounded positively disinterested. "I am not afraid of you," the departing one glared. "That would be a serious mistake," Rachel interjected quietly. Deep breath from me. "Listen, this is a highly improbable incident. I am not asking anyone to embrace the society you have rejected. In fact, I admire you for the strength it took to transition. I also ask you to accept the fact that I DO NOT want to be here, doing this, with any of you," I made one last effort. "Quite frankly, you man-haters scare me; being a man and all. You seem to think I have a choice in any of this. I don't. I am the heir of Vranus. I am the last known living descendant of the Amazon who chose the name Ishara for the sake of her house's unity," I stated. "I don't want to do this, but I'm not the kind of human being who runs away from my responsibilities." "Okay; Cáel of Ishara, why are we here?" Marsha said as she kept the other one from leaving. "Sixty years ago, the Amazon Houses swore an oath to the women who joined their cause. They lied to you. They have not kept up their side of the bargain. They have refused virtually all of you entry into the status as true, full-blooded Amazons," I explained. "And now you are going to rectify that; injustice?" the senior one kept mocking me. "Fine; you and me; one last chance," I sighed. "Look around you. Who do you see? The prettiest, the most pliable, the most power-hungry? If you can point out one woman in this room that doesn't deserve to be a Full-Blooded Amazon, leave now." "You didn't choose any of us," she responded. "Exactly!" I shouted. "I didn't choose any of you to be in House Ishara. Buffy Ishara and Helena Ishara did. Why? Because I don't know any of you, or your sacrifices and worth to Havenstone. I gave that duty to the two; and only two; member of House Ishara who would know who was the most worthy to be in a First House." "We are here to be inducted," one of the silent Amazons voiced with a dream-like quality. "Yes. Barring being rejected by Ishara, you will be inducted at my Father's graveside tomorrow morning," I stated clearly. "How many?" Senior questioned. "This time; twenty," I answered. "I have no agenda and no set number of 'Runners' to be inducted into House Ishara. It doesn't work

ExplicitNovels
Cáel and the Manhattan Amazons: Part 8

ExplicitNovels

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 8, 2024


Cáel's tombstone: For the love of women, women put him here.In 25 parts, edited from the works of FinalStand.Listen and subscribe to the ► Podcast at Connected..

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The Nextlander Watchcast
111: V/H/S (2012)

The Nextlander Watchcast

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 28, 2024 106:45


On this week's Watchcast we continue to barrel through our month of anthology horrors with the movie that spawned a shockingly successful found footage franchise in V/H/S! CHAPTERS: (00:00:00) - The Nextlander Watchcast Episode 111: V/H/S (2012) (00:00:56) - Intro. (00:02:47) - Our movie this week: the found footage horror anthology, V/H/S! (00:05:57) - Boy, they have made a bunch of these things since 2012. (00:08:30) - Some production history. (00:16:24) - The set-up for all this grimy nonsense. (00:26:04) - Our first full short: Amateur Night. (00:32:49) - This girl...is not what she seems. (00:38:20) - Rivers Cuomo is not getting out of this one alive. (00:43:08) - Break! (00:43:30) - We're back, and it's time for Second Honeymoon! (00:52:14) - Moving on to Tuesday the 17th. (01:00:08) - Eventually, the glitch comes for us all. (01:06:06) - Next up, The Sick Thing That Happened to Emily When She Was Younger. (01:11:04) - Is this better than having your house be haunted? No. No it is not. (01:19:25) - Our wrapper scumbags get got. (01:21:32) - Our final short: 10/31/98. (01:26:39) - If I pay $0 for a haunted house I better die. (01:33:19) - You see what happens, Larry? You see what happens when you help a stranger in a witch house? (01:35:58) - Final thoughts. (01:43:01) - Our plans for next week's Treehouse of Horror spectacular. (01:46:02) - Outro.

Don't Stop Recording
V/H/S: Amateur Night (and Tape 56)

Don't Stop Recording

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 27, 2024 39:10


Halloween Special - Tape #1: I like you. Something wicked - and analog - this way comes. This Halloween season, Jacob and Matt are embarking on an ill-advised odyssey through the first instalment of the storied V/H/S franchise, unpacking each and every musty short film within. In the first episode, the pair review the history of the series thus far whilst also reviewing the oft-celebrated debut segment Amateur Night. Jacob and Matt discuss their shared love of anthologies. Matt criticises each tape's slippery relationship with realism. In an act of futility, Jacob tries to expunge the troubling voyeurism from the film's opening minutes. Additionally, the pair attempt to dissect the film's elusive and garish wraparound film. Cover your eyes - Don't Stop Recording's 2024 Halloween miniseries has begun.Be the first to hear updates on future releases by following our socials: Twitter/X: https://twitter.com/DSRPodInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/dsrpod/Support us by rating and leaving a review. Spotify listeners can leave us questions - we'll answer them on an upcoming episode!Film discussed: V/H/S/: Amateur Night (2012)Directors: David BrucknerWriters: David Bruckner, Nicholas TecoskyStarring: Hannah Fierman, Mike Donlan, Joe Sykes, Drew Sawyer, Jas SamsCountry: United StatesGenre: Horror Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

1001 Best of Jack London
AMATEUR NIGHT by JACK LONDON

1001 Best of Jack London

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 29, 2024 106:50


tTwo young ladies leave their small town to find jobs in the big city and learn some lessons along the way. A great Jack London story (from 1001 Classic Short Stories & Tales). To enjoy ALL 11 podcasts at 1001, go to www.bestof1001stories.com- our new website!

City Life Org
Amateur Night at The Apollo Returns August 21, 2024

City Life Org

Play Episode Listen Later Aug 8, 2024 5:44


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Disrupted
Connecticut music disruptors: From a jazz violinist to a DJ challenging stereotypes

Disrupted

Play Episode Listen Later Jul 24, 2024 49:00


This hour, we explore Connecticut music. Violinist Kersten Stevens recently released a jazz album that she worked on with eight-time Grammy winner Christian McBride. She talks to us about facing imposter syndrome and how her unique sound came out of her experience playing a wide range of genres while growing up in Connecticut. Qiana Coachman-Strickland, also known as "DJ Q-Boogie," discusses her work supporting women DJs as the Owner and Founder of the Female DJ Association. And filmmakers Andy Billman and Joe Franco tell us about their upcoming documentary on music venue Toad's Place in New Haven. GUESTS: Kersten Stevens: violinist with the nickname “Queen of the Violin.” She's won Amateur Night and Showtime at the Apollo a total of six times. She plays in a range of styles, but her latest album, Queen Rising, is jazz. Qiana Coachman-Strickland a.k.a DJ Q-Boogie: professional DJ, Female DJ Coach and Owner and Founder of Female DJ Association. Qiana is based in Connecticut. Andy Billman: director of the upcoming documentary on New Haven music venue Toad's Place. He has worked on a number of projects for ESPN, including the award-winning series 30 for 30. Joe Franco: one of the producers of the upcoming documentary on New Haven music venue Toad's Place. He worked at ESPN from the very first year it launched and spent over 30 years there doing everything from covering sporting events to working in HR. Special thanks to Meg Fitzgerald. This episode originally aired on January 17, 2024. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Midnight Terrors
Talkin' Dark Circles with Hannah Fierman

Midnight Terrors

Play Episode Listen Later Jul 24, 2024 15:30


Midnight Terrors is back with a new video and audio interview! This one has been in the works for a while and we are ecstatic to have this interview out into the world! On this very special episode of Midnight Terrors, Kevin sits down with the incredibly talented Hannah Fierman! Amongst Hannah's incredible catalogue of work is the iconic role as Lily from V/H/S's segment, "Amateur Night", as well as its spin-off film, "Siren"! And with her incredible directing work comes the upcoming psychological horror film..."Dark Circles"! Kevin talks with Hannah about all things Dark Circles including what fans can expect from this dark story! Midnight Terrors would like to thank Hannah so much for joining us and for all her incredible work! Everyone be sure to check out Hannah's socials as well as the socials for "Dark Circles"! Enjoy this episode of Midnight Terrors and be on the lookout for more content to come! Thank you for listening and watching! :)

Bartalk
Amateur Night Revisited Ep. 152

Bartalk

Play Episode Listen Later Jun 6, 2024 52:45


Be it St. Patrick's Day, Cinco de Mayo, or the night before Thanksgiving, there are some nights where everyone goes out to tie one on. Dan, Andy, and Karl get together to talk about green beer, the lack of an industry-specific holiday, and the global ubiquity of Budweiser. Intro music from "Coast to Coast" by Cory Gray.

After School With The Lawsons
Harmony and High Notes: The Dynamic Life of the Teenage Prodigy James Wimbley

After School With The Lawsons

Play Episode Listen Later May 28, 2024 53:19 Transcription Available


From the heart of Tennessee emerges a young star whose voice carries the promise of a future legend—meet James Wembley, the 13-year-old TikTok sensation with a tale as enchanting as his melodies. Our latest episode captures James's candid reflections on his musical upbringing, viral fame, and the magnetic pull of his passion for music. With a voice nurtured in the cradle of a musically infused household, he shares charming anecdotes about the nerves at his first public performance and the profound impact his stepdad had on recognizing and fostering his gift. It's not every day you find someone so young with such an intricate understanding of the interweave between art and soul.Amid laughs and debates over the rap industry's current titans, our conversation with James travels from the recording studio's cryptic number system to the basketball court, where competition fuels his work ethic as much as it does his favorite NBA stars. We dissect the delicate craft of balancing the scales between life's passions and the rigors of daily routine. It's an endearing look into the makings of a prodigy who dreams of collaborating with the likes of Alicia Keys while still grounding his aspirations with a backup plan in law should the unpredictable tides of the music industry shift.As James stands on the precipice of a life-altering performance at the Apollo Theater's Amateur Night, we draw inspiration from his centered perspective on family, health, and the pursuit of academic enrichment. This isn't just the journey of a burgeoning vocalist—it's a testament to the youthful vigor and wisdom that transcends age. Join us in diving into the heartwarming and electrifying narrative of a young talent navigating through the thrilling highs and lows of a burgeoning career, all while keeping his feet firmly planted in the values that matter most.Support the Show.

places to go
New York – das Apollo

places to go

Play Episode Listen Later May 24, 2024 8:32


Jeden Mittwochabend feiert das Apollo Theater in Harlem seine "Amateur Night": Bei dieser Großmutter aller Castingshows traten schon Michael Jackson und Ella Fitzgerald auf. In dieser Episode erzählen wir dir, was die beiden bei ihren Auftritten hier erlebt haben, was dieses Theater so besonders macht – und natürlich wie du an Tickets kommst und was dich bei er Amateur Night im Apollo sonst noch so erwartet.

City Life Org
Amateur Night Battle Of The Boroughs at The Apollo

City Life Org

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 20, 2024 7:43


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The Perth Football Podcast
FTW - Amateur Night Series Final & NPL Week 4

The Perth Football Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 6, 2024 12:34


It's the Amateur Night Series Final and Tommy and Kelechi were at the grounds for Wembley's resounding 3-0 win over Jaguar FC. The boys talk about the big time game for the Downers, the reserves players from last year stepping up and the fact that they have a chance to have their hands on all 3 pieces of silverware available to them. The boys then talk NPL with a deep dive into the Armadale v Perth Glory game and a quick recap of the state of play after four weeks. You can listen to the rest of this episode by subscribing to the patreon https://www.patreon.com/PerthFootballPodcast 

Vargtimmen
V/H/S

Vargtimmen

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 24, 2024 70:30


Vertikal och horisontell spridning Vi tar ett helhetsgrepp på Bloody Disgusting-grundaren Brad Miskas antologifilmserie och skötebarn V/H/S och gör vårt bästa för att strukturera våra mycket vitt spridda intryck. Tomas har inga svårigheter att förstå varför just kortfilmen Amateur Night sedermera förärades en egen spin-off i långfilmsformatet, och Lars roar sig med att på bästa Vänner-manér döpa om alla episoder som flimrar förbi till olika varianter på formuleringen ”Den med…”. Vi pratar också om: Anders Fager, Samlade svenska kulter, Bläckfisken och den japanske sjömannen, Jag såg henne idag i receptionen, En man av stil och smak, Black Mirror, medveten medialitet, det återupplevda, Tape 56, Adam Wingard, You're Next, Godzilla vs King Kong, found footage, August Underground, David Brueckner, The Ritual, The Night House, Hellraiser-rebooten, Google Glasses, Filip & Fredriks Podcast, brott mot reciprocitetsprincipen, Furierna från Borås, Second Honeymoon, Ti West, Göran Persson, Lost Highway, Pearl, X, House of the Devil, Ringu, Fredagen den 13:e, Tuesday the 17:th, Slenderman, Predator, The Evil Dead, Glenn McQuaid, Host, The Sick Thing That Happened to Emily When She Was Younger, Joe Swanberg, 10.31.98, Radio Silence, Tape 49, The Eye, Phase One Clinical Trials, A Ride in the Park, The Blair Witch Project, Gregg Hale, Eduardo Sánchez, Dutch angle, Timo Tjahjanto, Gareth Evans, The Raid, VLC-appens utmärkta undertextnedladdningsfunktion, de läckra specialeffekterna i Cloverfield, Slumber Party Alien Abduction, Kids VS Aliens, Magnus Jäverling och Shudder. Bakom Patreon-vägg fortsätter samtalet precis lika länge till om filmerna V/H/S: Viral och Siren. Besök för all del gärna www.patreon.com/vargtimmenpodcast för mer information. Nostalgi, löst tyckande och akademisk analys.  

City Life Org
Amateur Night at The Apollo: 90th Anniversary Premieres February 21, 2024

City Life Org

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 16, 2024 6:01


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50 Plus a Tip
Ep. 153 - $tripper Math and Spicy Reads

50 Plus a Tip

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 31, 2024 61:24


Disrupted
Connecticut music disruptors: From a jazz violinist to a DJ challenging stereotypes

Disrupted

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 17, 2024 49:00


This hour, we explore Connecticut music. Violinist Kersten Stevens just released a jazz album that she worked on with eight-time Grammy winner Christian McBride. She talks to us about facing imposter syndrome and how her unique sound came out of her experience playing a wide range of genres while growing up in Connecticut. Qiana Coachman-Strickland, also known as "DJ Q-Boogie," discusses her work supporting women DJs as Owner and Founder of Female DJ Association. And filmmakers Andy Billman and Joe Franco tell us about their upcoming documentary on music venue Toad's Place in New Haven. GUESTS: Kersten Stevens: violinist with the nickname “Queen of the Violin.” She's won Amateur Night and Showtime at the Apollo a total of six times. She plays in a range of styles, but her latest album, Queen Rising, is jazz. Qiana Coachman-Strickland aka DJ Q-Boogie: professional DJ, Female DJ Coach and Owner and Founder of Female DJ Association. Qiana is based in Connecticut. Andy Billman: director of the upcoming documentary on New Haven music venue Toad's Place. He has worked on a number of projects for ESPN, including the award-winning series 30 for 30. Joe Franco: one of the producers of the upcoming documentary on New Haven music venue Toad's Place. He worked at ESPN from the very first year it launched and spent over 30 years there doing everything from covering sporting events to working in HR. Special thanks this week to Meg Fitzgerald.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Longbox Heroes After Dark
Longbox Heroes After Dark episode 477: Amateur Night

Longbox Heroes After Dark

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 5, 2024 23:35


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City Life Org
Dee Dee Simon and Nathanael Barlow Crowned 2023 Amateur Night Grand Finale Winners

City Life Org

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 27, 2023 5:16


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This Day in History Class
Piltdown Man hoax / Ella Fitzgerald wins Apollo Amateur Night - November 21st Flashback

This Day in History Class

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 21, 2023 13:20 Transcription Available


On this day in 1953, the Piltdown Man, supposedly the remains of a missing evolutionary link between apes and humans, was revealed to be a hoax in the press.On this day in 1934, at 17-years-old, Ella Fitzgerald became the first female performer to win Amateur Night at the Apollo Theater in Harlem.  See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Straight Outta Vegas with RJ Bell
Amateur Night | Overpromised Ep #18

Straight Outta Vegas with RJ Bell

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 21, 2023 24:19 Transcription Available


Mistakes to avoid as you head out on Thanksgiving Eve aka the biggest party night of the year, Rich gives you his Thanksgiving weekend 4-team money line parlay and his NFL week 12 teaser courtesy of Draft Kings, as the Lions prepare to play on Thanksgiving, they haven't been this good since 1962, so we go over what was happening at the time Overpromised is brought to you by DraftKings, an official sports betting partner of the NFL. New customers can score $150 INSTANTLY IN BONUS BETS when you bet just $5 on the NFL with code OVERPROMISED. Only on DraftKings Sportsbook. Sign Up: https://www.draftkings.com/ Follow, rate and review Overpromised with Covino & Rich here!https://link.chtbl.com/overpromised #FSR #CRSHOWSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Fox Sports Radio Weekends
Amateur Night | Overpromised Ep #18

Fox Sports Radio Weekends

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 21, 2023 24:19 Transcription Available


Mistakes to avoid as you head out on Thanksgiving Eve aka the biggest party night of the year, Rich gives you his Thanksgiving weekend 4-team money line parlay and his NFL week 12 teaser courtesy of Draft Kings, as the Lions prepare to play on Thanksgiving, they haven't been this good since 1962, so we go over what was happening at the time Overpromised is brought to you by DraftKings, an official sports betting partner of the NFL. New customers can score $150 INSTANTLY IN BONUS BETS when you bet just $5 on the NFL with code OVERPROMISED. Only on DraftKings Sportsbook. Sign Up: https://www.draftkings.com/ Follow, rate and review Overpromised with Covino & Rich here!https://link.chtbl.com/overpromised #FSR #CRSHOWSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Something Pretty
Amateur Night

Something Pretty

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 8, 2023 69:50


"If you can cartwheel or puff your cheeks like a fish, we have a festivity tonight. I'll live in hope you'll attend."Welcome back to "Something Pretty", your guide through the gritty world of Deadwood. In this episode, we'll be dissecting the penultimate installment of Deadwood's third and final season: "Amateur Night." Join your dedicated hosts, Wes and Clay, as they unravel the multifaceted layers of this captivating episode.If you're enjoying this coverage of "Deadwood", please consider supporting the show on Patreon!"Amateur Night" places the spotlight on the celebratory atmosphere surrounding the theater troupe's establishment in the camp. Wes and Clay delve into the significance of this event, exploring how it highlights the town's diverse talents and skills. From thespians to musicians, Deadwood is brimming with individuals showcasing their prowess.One of the central themes of the episode is the evolution of George Hearst's methods. The hosts engage in a thought-provoking discussion about Hearst's shift from brutal violence to employing hired help to achieve his goals. This shift in strategy adds complexity to his character and raises questions about his ultimate intentions.The departure of the Earp brothers from the camp is a noteworthy development in "Amateur Night." Wes and Clay examine the implications of their exit and the impact it has on the dynamics of Deadwood. The episode also touches on the unfortunate fate of Odell, prompting speculation about Hearst's possible involvement in his demise. The hosts dissect the evidence and present their views on this mysterious turn of events.Joanie, Mose, and Jane's escape from Cy Tolliver marks a significant moment in the episode. Wes and Clay discuss the implications of this escape and what it means for the characters involved. In a lighter vein, the hosts engage in a humorous debate about the merits of saying "oh dear" during a beating. Their witty banter adds a touch of levity to the discussion, showcasing the podcast's engaging and entertaining style.And if you've enjoyed the show so far: please leave us a rating and review on your podcast app of choice! It's much appreciated and let's other people who are browsing the internet for a Deadwood podcast that this one is worth checking out. Thanks!To show your support for "Something Pretty" and ensure the podcast's continued exploration of Deadwood's final season, consider becoming a patron on their Patreon. Your support enables Wes and Clay to deliver quality content and share their passion for this iconic series, one episode at a time, including "Amateur Night."Links:Support "Something Pretty" on PatreonListen to our other podcastsYouTubeJoin our DiscordSupplemental Reading:The Deadwood Bible: A Lie Agreed UponDeadwood: Stories of the Black Hills

Morning Coffee w/ The Motivator Jazzy G
Thank God It's Friday! (TGIF). Join the conversation with Jazzy & Cheryl about Apollo amateur night.

Morning Coffee w/ The Motivator Jazzy G

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 13, 2023 120:03


It's TGIF with the morning clan. Join the conversation with Jazzy G and Cheryl Starr about amateur night at The Apollo and the funny things that happened there behind the scenes. The Morning Coffee Crew go in on how life coaching changes lives. On Power Me Up Radio Talk 24/7 on iHeart radio. Contact us at: info@morningcoffee.chat --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/guy-rainey/message

Morning Coffee w/ The Motivator Jazzy G
Thank God It's Friday! (TGIF). Join the conversation with Jazzy & Cheryl about Apollo amateur night.

Morning Coffee w/ The Motivator Jazzy G

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 13, 2023 120:03


It's TGIF with the morning clan. Join the conversation with Jazzy G and Cheryl Starr about amateur night at The Apollo and the funny things that happened there behind the scenes. The Morning Coffee Crew go in on how life coaching changes lives. On Power Me Up Radio Talk 24/7 on iHeart radio. Contact us at: info@morningcoffee.chat --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/guy-rainey/message

Urban Music Report
BELOW THE RADAR : LYNDA STARR MUSIC

Urban Music Report

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 18, 2023 63:27


On this Episode of Below the Radar, Host, Sheila Clark is Joined By Singer-Songwriter, Lynda Starr. Lynda Starr is a Soul-driven Brooklyn native who creates and performs emotionally driven music to connect with audiences. As a classically trained vocalist and songwriter, she is knowledgeable in harmonization, vocal arrangements, music theory/composition, and storytelling through her songs. Starr, born Youdlyn Moreau to a Haitian single-parent household, began singing at the tender age of 3 and knew in her heart that music was her ultimate passion. She began writing songs at 8 years old and has been honing her craft ever since.2022 has been a monumental musical year for Lynda as she was crowned the winner of ESSENCE Fest's New & Next Artist Competition and was one of the Top 3 Winners of the legendary Apollo Theater's Amateur Night in May 2022. She captured the ears and hearts of industry heavy-hitters including female Hip-Hop legend Da Brat and TV personality Rocsi Diaz.The songstress has recently transitioned into acting, making her mark in theatre, film, television, and beyond. She has also received musical nods from acclaimed artists including Mario and August Alsina, and is an advocate for mental health, self-love, and wellbeing. Lynda Starr has performed at several notable events and venues including SOB's. She was the Unsigned R&B act opening for music legends Brian McKnight and Deborah Cox at WBLS's Circle of Sisters Expo in 2019, the largest expo for Black Women in New York City. With a mission to transform lives one song at a time, Lynda Starr is determined to empower, educate, heal, and inspire her community and the world through music.Watch The Complete Episode on AppleTV, Roku, and Verizon ConnectedTV Devices. Add The Urban Music Report Channel, The Afro Television Network, UMR Channels Group Media, and H20 The Streaming Network  To Your Device.Click on Linkhttps://content.uplynk.com/player5/4viV6V5a2w04VqQYbiZThCsa.html 

Come in 81 Kilo: A Forever Knight Podcast
Forever Knight (Season 2 Ep 17) - "Amateur Night"

Come in 81 Kilo: A Forever Knight Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Aug 27, 2023 91:43


Nick and Schanke reluctantly bring an actor along for the ride. Will she catch Nick "going around"? Will she learn to take a hint? Listen and find out!There's more from the Strange and Beautiful Network!Listen to Rachel, Kate, and Hannah discuss spicy books, serious books, and everything in between (but mostly spicy!). It's like sitting down with girl friends to chat about hot book boyfriends but in podcast format! Listen now at Feast, Sheath, Shatter: A Book Chat PodcastLove Movies, TV Shows and Books in the Fantasy, Scifi, and Horror genre and want to hear more? Check us out at The Strange and Beautiful Book Club where Rachel and her husband Matt discuss all things genre related.Longing for a simpler time in the police procedural genre AND love Vampires? Matt and Rachel also review the classic television show Forever Knight on their podcast, Come in 81 Kilo.You can also:Join us on Instagram here: ⁠⁠⁠https://www.instagram.com/strangeandbeautifulbookclub/⁠⁠⁠Join us on Patreon here: ⁠⁠⁠https://www.patreon.com/strangeandbeautifulbookclub⁠⁠⁠Find us on YouTube here: ⁠⁠⁠https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCz9ENwKdHrm57Qmu8L4WXwQ⁠⁠⁠ ....There's more from the Strange and Beautiful Network!Listen to Rachel, Kate, and Hannah discuss spicy books, serious books, and everything in between (but mostly spicy!). It's like sitting down with girl friends to chat about hot book boyfriends but in podcast format! Listen now at Feast, Sheath, Shatter: A Book Chat PodcastLove Movies, TV Shows and Books in the Fantasy, Scifi, and Horror genre and want to hear more? Check us out at The Strange and Beautiful Book Club where Rachel and her husband Matt discuss all things genre-related.Longing for a simpler time in the police procedural genre AND love Vampires? Matt and Rachel also review the classic television show Forever Knight on their podcast, Come in 81 Kilo.Not getting enough sweaty 90s sexcapades from your television and movie content? Listen to Meg and Rachel discuss the finer points of Geraint Wyn Davies' career over at Ger Can Get It!You can also:Join us on Instagram here: ⁠⁠⁠https://www.instagram.com/strangeandbeautifulbookclub/⁠⁠⁠Join us on Patreon here: ⁠⁠⁠https://www.patreon.com/strangeandbeautifulbookclub⁠⁠⁠Find us on YouTube here: ⁠⁠⁠https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCz9ENwKdHrm57Qmu8L4WXwQ⁠⁠⁠

City Life Org
Amateur Night at The Apollo's Battle of The Boroughs

City Life Org

Play Episode Listen Later Jul 6, 2023 5:18


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Quince Questions?
Ep. 223 King Sis

Quince Questions?

Play Episode Listen Later Jun 16, 2023 48:16


Sis is a Los Angeles, CA-based artist (originally from the DMV) who began singing and dancing at the age of 7 in her grandfather's church in Alexandria, VA. Growing up in a musical family, and having been taught to play the classical piano at the age of 8 by her cousin, Dt Lamont, songwriting and performing came naturally to her. Being somewhat shy, Sis always found confidence and refuge in the comfort of poetry and songwriting and developed an inseparable relationship with music. She became interested in the recording arts after completing her first job at 9, doing voiceover work for BET commercials. She first sang on studio recordings in a high school acapella group, Flint Hill Major Minors, and continued her early career as a recording artist with commissioned projects such as theme music for local radio shows and comedians, and songs for local special events. While studying art in college, she started two gospel groups with childhood friends, REIGN & His City, and began performing across the DMV area. In 2015, Sis won 1st place at Amateur Night at the legendary Apollo Theater in NYC and instantly knew she was born to perform. After moving to Los Angeles, Sis continued performing as a world-touring background vocalist, working with prominent artists such as Kelela. Her songwriting centers around love, self-affirmation, and a return to the natural world in a modern life filled with virtual realities.

Arroe Collins
Nariyella From NBC's The Voice

Arroe Collins

Play Episode Listen Later May 16, 2023 9:44


An R&B/Soul singer/songwriter powerhouse, NariYella started thinking of a career in music at 8 years old when she sang in her school's talent show. Since then, NariYella's showcased her talent anywhere she can -performing at Amateur Night at the famed Apollo Theater, alongside Kathy Sledge of Sister Sledge, with her church, in school choirs, at community events and student protests, and in various competitions. In addition to its creative outlet, NariYella gravitates towards the business side of the music industry, currently pursuing a major in Vocal Performance and a minor in Music Business, Entrepreneurship, and Technology. Crediting her mom's leadership and drive, NariYella is deeply committed to perfecting her craft and hopes to positively impact people with her music as well as use it for personal healing. Outside of music, NariYella is very spiritual and has delved into the world of mystical practices (with a curiosity for crystals and chakras)!

Talk Shit With P
S6E7 - The Joke's on Us: A Mental Health Comedy Special Exploring The Connection Between Comedy and Mental Health!!

Talk Shit With P

Play Episode Play 60 sec Highlight Listen Later May 10, 2023 94:37


In this episode… we get to explore a comedic's approach to Mental Health and the connection between Comedy and Mental Health.Ryan Zeitz is a stand-up comedian from Richmond Hill, Ontario (even though he tells people he's from Toronto) with a comedic style that can best be described as honest (sometimes TOO honest), self-deprecating, and often edgy… As a staunch mental health advocate and peer support worker living with Bipolar Disorder and ADHD, Ryan also regularly explores the humor in his challenges with mental illness In this Episode, we shit talk on;The Comedic MindNavigating Dark HumorUsing Comedy as a Coping MechanismFinding Community and Support through LaughterExploring Mental HealthMental Health Treatments & MedicationBipolar & Bipolar DiagnosisAdventures in ThailandNavigating Trauma with ComedyBalancing Vulnerability and HumorUsing Comedy to Share Personal ExperiencesComedy as TherapyUsing Comedy to Address Mental Health Stigma.Using Improv and Stand-Up Comedy as a Tool for Self-Expression and Healing Comedy ClassesRichmond Hill (City in Ontario, Canada)Etc….Ryan is the co-producer and co-host of the weekly Amateur Night at Jokers Theatre & Comedy Club, and was recently featured at Paradise Theatre for BEST OF FRESH, a showcase of Toronto's top comedic rising stars He also teaches a 'Stand-Up Comedy for Mental Health' course with CAMH through their Collaborative Learning College  and he's work in mental health and comedy has also led him to produce and host a recurring comedy fundraiser, “Mental HELLth”, in support of the CAMH Foundation  You can follow Ryan at @ryanzcomedy &/or @ryguycomedyshows on all SM Platforms. ******#Podcasting #Podcaster #PodHost #PodcastHost #Podcasters #Comedy #Comedian #MentalHELLth #StandUpComedy #StandUp #AmateurNight #Community #Support #DarkHumor #MentalHealthAwarenessMonth #MentalHealthMatters #CAMH #MentalHealth #MentalHealthSupport #BreakingTheStigma #BipolarDiagnosis  #MentalHealthAwareness #ComedicMind #Bipolar #Medication #Treatment  #MentalWellness #Therapy #RichmondHill #CopingMechanismSupport the showFollow us on;IG: https://www.instagram.com/Talkshitwithp/Twitter: https://twitter.com/TalkshitwithpFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/TalkwhitwIthpTiktok: https://www.tiktok.com/@TalkshitwithpSUBSCRIBE to our NEWSLETTER &/OR Rock our merchandise out; www.talkshitwithp.shop & you can follow our merchandise page on IG https://www.instagram.com/Talkshitwithp.shop/Support The Show (whatever you can)Cashapp: https://cash.app/$TSWP20Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/TswpBuymecoffee: https://www.buymeacoffee.com/talkshitwithpAmazon Wishlist: https://www.amazon.com/hz/wishlist/ls/2M9Q4HNKRO2WA?ref_=wl_shareWebsite under construction but keep an eye out; https://www.talkshitwithp.com/Learn my story;https://canvasrebel.com/meet-paula-sima-mulamula/https://herforward.com/a-mental-health-advocate-suggests-talking-shit/& FINALLY if you want to be a guest on the podcast... hit us up;https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1FAIpQLSdVVE0FrJOD4xgDCzE5C_jIlgO7dVlpJBjVw5iyqnmEt5QVIQ/viewform OR IF YOU want to be featured... leave us a voicenote;https://www.speakpipe.com/talkshitwithp

Arroe Collins Like It's Live
Nariyella From NBC's The Voice

Arroe Collins Like It's Live

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 11, 2023 9:44


An R&B/Soul singer/songwriter powerhouse, NariYella started thinking of a career in music at 8 years old when she sang in her school's talent show. Since then, NariYella's showcased her talent anywhere she can -performing at Amateur Night at the famed Apollo Theater, alongside Kathy Sledge of Sister Sledge, with her church, in school choirs, at community events and student protests, and in various competitions. In addition to its creative outlet, NariYella gravitates towards the business side of the music industry, currently pursuing a major in Vocal Performance and a minor in Music Business, Entrepreneurship, and Technology. Crediting her mom's leadership and drive, NariYella is deeply committed to perfecting her craft and hopes to positively impact people with her music as well as use it for personal healing. Outside of music, NariYella is very spiritual and has delved into the world of mystical practices (with a curiosity for crystals and chakras)!

City Life Org
The Apollo to Hold Auditions for Amateur Night at its Historic Theater March 25, 2023

City Life Org

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 24, 2023 5:45


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Scranton Talks
Ep2: PAlette Preview With Actress Jolie Cook

Scranton Talks

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 26, 2023 42:12


Join Luz & Desiree on a special episode of Scranton Talks where we chat with multitalented Jolie Cook about her professional work in the film and theater industry!Jolie is an actress, singer & dancer from Scranton, PA. She has done most of her acting & singing training at The Creative & Performing Arts Academy NEPA.She's performed in many stage productions regionally over the last 7 years and has played several iconic roles such as Matilda, Young Nala & Annie.She is a competitive dancer with Prima Elite Academy of Dance in Scranton, winning both regional and national titles for tap dancing. She recently performed at the famed Apollo Theater in New York for Amateur Night for both singing & tapping and was a 1st place weekly winner for singing in 2022.She has done independent film work such as PAlette: Exploring the Colors of Pennsylvania with Scranton Films, as well several student films with Parsons; The New School, NYU & Feirstein Graduate School of Cinema.She has several film projects in post-production such as Bluebird, a short film that deals with mortality & faith & Worthy Citizens, a short film that brings awareness to gender-based street harassment. She is so grateful for all of these opportunities and is looking forward to future projects!

The Mike Wagner Show
New Zealand's Ross Royce (aka Royce) of Spectra Music group talks about his release “We Can Win”!

The Mike Wagner Show

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 14, 2023 47:56


From Wellington, New Zealand…it's the multi-talented singer/songwriter/multi-instrumentalist Ross Royce (better known as Royce) of Spectra Music group talks about his latest release “We Can Win” featuring “Life Worth Living”, “Keep Going On”, “Mrs. Vain”, etc., and his music has been featured on “Amateur Night”, “Beats”, “Combat Hospital”, performed at SXSW and headlined at Whisky-A-Go-Go! Ross also talks about how he started with his career at 10 on drums, 17 at guitar, and what to expect in 2023 and beyond! Check out the amazing multi-talented Royce on all streaming platforms and www.rossroyce.com and www.spectramusicgroup.comtoday! #rossroyce #royce #multiinstrumentalist #newzealand #spectramusicgroup #wecanwin #lifeworthwinning #SXSW #whiskyagogo #iheartradio #spreaker #spotify #applemusic #youtube #anchorfm #bitchute #rumble #mikewagner #themikewagnershow #mikewagnerteaganmorrison #themikewagnershowteaganmorrison #mikewagnerroyce #themikewagnershowroyce --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/themikewagnershow/message Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/themikewagnershow/support

The Mike Wagner Show
New Zealand's Ross Royce (aka Royce) of Spectra Music group talks about his release “We Can Win”!

The Mike Wagner Show

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 14, 2023 35:57


From Wellington, New Zealand…it's the multi-talented singer/songwriter/multi-instrumentalist Ross Royce (better known as Royce) of Spectra Music group talks about his latest release “We Can Win” featuring “Life Worth Living”, “Keep Going On”, “Mrs. Vain”, etc., and his music has been featured on “Amateur Night”, “Beats”, “Combat Hospital”, performed at SXSW and headlined at Whisky-A-Go-Go! Ross also talks about how he started with his career at 10 on drums, 17 at guitar, and what to expect in 2023 and beyond! Check out the amazing multi-talented Royce on all streaming platforms and www.rossroyce.com and www.spectramusicgroup.comtoday! #rossroyce #royce #multiinstrumentalist #newzealand #spectramusicgroup #wecanwin #lifeworthwinning #SXSW #whiskyagogo #iheartradio #spreaker #spotify #applemusic #youtube #anchorfm #bitchute #rumble #mikewagner #themikewagnershow #mikewagnerteaganmorrison #themikewagnershowteaganmorrison #mikewagnerroyce #themikewagnershowroyce --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/themikewagnershow/message Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/themikewagnershow/support

City Life Org
Amateur Night at The Apollo: 89th Anniversary Premieres February 22, 2023

City Life Org

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 7, 2023 4:33


This episode is also available as a blog post: https://thecitylife.org/2023/02/06/amateur-night-at-the-apollo-89th-anniversary-premieres-february-22-2023/ --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/citylifeorg/message Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/citylifeorg/support

Oh F*ck Yeah with Ruan Willow
Sex Positivity, Sex Ed Now and for the Future, Women of Color & Sexuality with Sex Educator Bianca

Oh F*ck Yeah with Ruan Willow

Play Episode Listen Later Dec 9, 2022 63:08


Ep 216: Sex Positivity, Sex Ed Now and for the Future, Women of Color & Sexuality with Sex Educator Bianca Laureano. I was fortunate to have an enlightening and interesting chat with certified sex educator Bianca, the supervisor and founder of the Ante Up Professional development course for sex educators and sexuality professionals. She teaches sexologists and other professionals. She shared her amazing experiences, insights, and wisdom. She discussed how she works a lot with the youth and learning about gender. She discussed how we all need to unlearn cis supremacy and shame, and all the poor sex ed we all received as kids. I love her statement "Sex positivity has no space for shame." She elaborated on the topic of shame. She also talked about abortion topics and the need for proper sex education for workers to provide appropriate care. We talked about women of color and sexuality for today and some history around this topic as well.  She also shed light on how disabled and elderly people are excluded from body autonomy and sexual expression and/or enjoyment. She also pointed out how therapy has changed from a view of needing to change people with regard to their sexual orientation to a way of acceptance and support. She also talked about cultural views on sex and sex positivity. There is still so much work to be done.Connect with her on Instagram at: http://instagram.com/latinegrasexologistGet Ante Up Certified http://www.anteuppd.com/All Bianca's links: https://linktr.ee/Dr.BiA BIG thank you to the sponsor for this episode: author DE Love with the newly released book Amateur Night affiliate link https://amzn.to/3V7L2YDGet the Ruan Willow Discount on sex toys/intimacy products/Phuckit Coffee https://ruanwillowauthor.com/get-the-ruan-willow-discount/New audiobook live Skinny Dipping at the Pond on a Hot Summer Day: affiliate buy link https://storyoriginapp.com/universalaudiobooklinks/e617d304-772d-11ed-8d22-b3c1aa31b336Help me launch my new audiobook where you get a FREE ARC copy on my free public Patreon page (several free books there): https://www.patreon.com/posts/arc-skinny-at-on-75681153Check out the newly released erotic NSFW audiobook!Magic In Her Kisses Audiobook: a woman loving woman erotic age gap professor/student BDSM Domme/sub novel affiliated buy linkshttps://storyoriginapp.com/universalaudiobooklinks/67b1bcfa-5a09-11ed-9be7-37bad9f71680In ebook and paperback: https://storyoriginapp.com/universalbooklinks/4ab14756-58c0-11ec-b4f3-470dd2b4fb47My new anthology is getting five stars! Check it out here: Decadent Erotica: the newly released anthology of ten erotic short stories: https://storyoriginapp.com/universalbooklinks/f96fc8e4-338f-11ed-9399-3b82020d795fhttps://books2read.com/u/mZEQvJThe Car Sex Challenge https://amzn.to/3iPH21lConnect with me here: https://linktr.ee/RuanWillowSupport the show

Oh F*ck Yeah with Ruan Willow
Real Hotwife Casey Donatello Tells All

Oh F*ck Yeah with Ruan Willow

Play Episode Listen Later Dec 3, 2022 110:05


Ep 214: Real Hotwife Casey Donatello Tells All. This is an epic episode! I was fortunate to chat with real life hotwife Casey Donatello! She shares her experiences in the lifestyle, as a hotwife, and her thoughts, feelings, and yummy doings. She's one part of a Stag & Vixen Couple. She gives insight into how she became a hotwife, how she met her husband, and her feelings, thoughts, and the sexy stuff she's done. I also read an excerpt from her book Scarlet Surrenders (affiliate links) https://amzn.to/3gZ1zjl All her books are the real stories of her life, so all her books are memoirs. It's so hot!!!!Get Casey's other books:In Bed with Strangers https://amzn.to/3XVPADCScarlet Swings Higher https://amzn.to/3B4G0oeConnect with Casey here: https://linktr.ee/inbedwithstrangers Casey Donatello, Author & Adult Content CreatorIG @inbedwithstrangers.official Stay tuned! In the works is an interview with both Casey and her husband!A BIG thank you to the sponsor for this episode: author DE Love with the newly released book Amateur Night affiliate link https://amzn.to/3V7L2YDGet the Ruan Willow Discount https://ruanwillowauthor.com/get-the-ruan-willow-discount/ New sponsors with deals (affiliate links below) are Phuckit Coffee Co (see the end of this post for details) and the Kiiroo sex toy website https://www.kiiroo.comGet the discount when you add something to your cart on Kiiroo, then add promo code RUANWILLOW10 to get a 10% off at checkout.Help me launch my new audiobook where you get a FREE ARC copy on my free public Patreon page (several free books there): https://www.patreon.com/ruanwillowCheck out the newly released erotic NSFW audiobook!Magic In Her Kisses Audiobook: a woman loving woman erotic age gap professor/student BDSM Domme/sub novel affiliated buy linkshttps://storyoriginapp.com/universalaudiobooklinks/67b1bcfa-5a09-11ed-9be7-37bad9f71680In ebook and paperback: https://storyoriginapp.com/universalbooklinks/4ab14756-58c0-11ec-b4f3-470dd2b4fb47TRY AUDIBLE FOR FREE AND GET THE BOOK MAGIC IN HER KISSES FOR FREE: US https://www.audible.com/pd/B0BL1WVFNG/?source_code=AUDFPWS0223189MWT-BK-ACX0-326578&ref=acx_bty_BK_ACX0_326578_rh_usGET FREE TRIAL AND FREE BOOK IN UK: https://www.audible.co.uk/pd/B0BL1X8RS4/?source_code=AUKFrDlWS02231890H6-BK-ACX0-326578&ref=acx_bty_BK_ACX0_326578_rh_ukMy new anthology is getting five stars! Check it out here: Decadent Erotica: the newly released anthology of ten erotic short stories: https://storyoriginapp.com/universalbooklinks/f96fc8e4-338f-11ed-9399-3b82020d795fhttps://books2read.com/u/mZEQvJConnect with me here: https://linktr.ee/RuanWillowSupport the show

Oh F*ck Yeah with Ruan Willow
Cam Girl Show: An Interview with Creator, Playwright, and Director Ian Trutt

Oh F*ck Yeah with Ruan Willow

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 25, 2022 65:59


Ep 212: Cam Girl Show: An Interview with Creator, Playwright, and Director Ian Trutt. This is a fantastic episode! I was fortunate to chat with Ian Trutt, who holds an MFA in screenwriting and has studied under successful people in the field, about playwriting, writing/producing/directing a show, and his personal experiences and advice about sex and kink, and the kink community. We chatted about OF, the judgmental views and stigma of sex-work, and the differences between writing screenplays versus novels versus for film production. As an author myself, it was so interesting to hear his side of the field and the production of writing a piece for this specialty area in the media. He also chatted about his experience doing boudoir photography, kinky stuff, and the sexy allure of voyeurism. He said, "Your kinks can take you to your art." I love that! And it's so true! He also gave advice for newcomers to the world of kink. He shared how his real-life experiences in the world of kink helped him create the show Cam Girl, which is tentatively planned for an early 2023 release.Learn more about him here: https://www.iantrutt.com/A BIG thank you to the sponsor for this episode: author DE Love with the newly released book Amateur Night affiliate link https://amzn.to/3V7L2YD Help me launch my new audiobook about two women who embark on a taboo age-gap erotic affair that turns into a romance--you get a FREE ARC copy on my free public Patreon page: https://www.patreon.com/ruanwillowCheck out the newly released erotic NSFW audiobook!Magic In Her Kisses Audiobook: a woman loving woman erotic age gap professor/student BDSM Domme/sub novel affiliated buy linkshttps://storyoriginapp.com/universalaudiobooklinks/67b1bcfa-5a09-11ed-9be7-37bad9f71680In ebook and paperback: https://storyoriginapp.com/universalbooklinks/4ab14756-58c0-11ec-b4f3-470dd2b4fb47TRY AUDIBLE FOR FREE AND GET THE BOOK MAGIC IN HER KISSES FOR FREE: US https://www.audible.com/pd/B0BL1WVFNG/?source_code=AUDFPWS0223189MWT-BK-ACX0-326578&ref=acx_bty_BK_ACX0_326578_rh_usGET FREE TRIAL AND FREE BOOK IN UK: https://www.audible.co.uk/pd/B0BL1X8RS4/?source_code=AUKFrDlWS02231890H6-BK-ACX0-326578&ref=acx_bty_BK_ACX0_326578_rh_ukFREE audiobook copies: https://www.patreon.com/ruanwillowConnect with me, the podcast host, Ruan, here: https://linktr.ee/RuanWillowBlack Friday Sale! 99 cents! Skinny Dipping at the Pond on a Hot Summer Day: The Backward Erotic Love Story of Star and Phineas https://storyoriginapp.com/universalbooklinks/de5209cc-23c3-11ed-aa04-07abefce1119Phuckit Coffee Co...Bad day? Get Coffee! Bad day? Mean boss? Are bills piling up? Get Phuckit Coffee/Merch to enjoy! 20% off code V6F63WBC67NSupport the show

4th Line Voice Podcast
Episode 252 "Amateur Night"

4th Line Voice Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 16, 2022 68:53


Todays Topics Odds and Ends 5 Biggest Villains in Montreal Canadiens History Player Spotlight: Chris Murray Embarrassing Work Story Welcome to the 4th Line Voice #EnforcerBasedPodcasting presented by The Hockey Podcast NetworkJoin Darren, a lifelong hockey fan who dives deep into the often misunderstood role of the hockey enforcer. Guests include fellow fight fans and former players who share their unique stories and perspective on the highs and lows of playing and performing the tough-guy role.Episode 252#DraftKings promo code THPNIf you or someone you know has a gambling problem, crisis counseling and referral services can be accessed by calling 1-800- GAMBLER (1-800-426-2537) (IL/IN/LA/MI/NJ/PA/WV/WY), 1-800-NEXT STEP (AZ), 1-800-522-4700 (CO/NH), 888-789-7777/visit http://ccpg.org/chat (CT), 1-800-BETS OFF (IA), 877-8-HOPENY/text HOPENY (467369) (NY), visit OPGR.org (OR), call/text TN REDLINE 1- 800-889-9789 (TN), or 1-888-532-3500 (VA). 21+ (18+ NH/WY). Physically present in AZ/CO/CT/IL/IN/IA/LA(select parishes)/MI/NH/NJ/ NY/OR/PA/TN/VA/WV/WY only. New customer offer void in NH/OR/ONT-CA. New customers only. Valid 1 per new customer. Min. $5 deposit. Min $5 wager. Bet must win. $200 issued as eight (8) $25 free bets. Free Bets are non-cashable and cannot be withdrawn. Free bets must be wagered 1x and stake is not included in any returns or winnings. Free Bets expire 7 days (168 hours) after being awarded. Promotional offer period ends 1/15/23. See terms at draftkings.com/sportsbook.

4th Line Voice Podcast
Episode 252 "Amateur Night"

4th Line Voice Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 16, 2022 70:38


Todays Topics Odds and Ends 5 Biggest Villains in Montreal Canadiens History Player Spotlight: Chris Murray Embarrassing Work Story Welcome to the 4th Line Voice #EnforcerBasedPodcasting presented by The Hockey Podcast Network Join Darren, a lifelong hockey fan who dives deep into the often misunderstood role of the hockey enforcer. Guests include fellow fight fans and former players who share their unique stories and perspective on the highs and lows of playing and performing the tough-guy role. Episode 252 #DraftKings promo code THPN If you or someone you know has a gambling problem, crisis counseling and referral services can be accessed by calling 1-800- GAMBLER (1-800-426-2537) (IL/IN/LA/MI/NJ/PA/WV/WY), 1-800-NEXT STEP (AZ), 1-800-522-4700 (CO/NH), 888-789-7777/visit http://ccpg.org/chat (CT), 1-800-BETS OFF (IA), 877-8-HOPENY/text HOPENY (467369) (NY), visit OPGR.org (OR), call/text TN REDLINE 1- 800-889-9789 (TN), or 1-888-532-3500 (VA). 21+ (18+ NH/WY). Physically present in AZ/CO/CT/IL/IN/IA/LA(select parishes)/MI/NH/NJ/ NY/OR/PA/TN/VA/WV/WY only. New customer offer void in NH/OR/ONT-CA. New customers only. Valid 1 per new customer. Min. $5 deposit. Min $5 wager. Bet must win. $200 issued as eight (8) $25 free bets. Free Bets are non-cashable and cannot be withdrawn. Free bets must be wagered 1x and stake is not included in any returns or winnings. Free Bets expire 7 days (168 hours) after being awarded. Promotional offer period ends 1/15/23. See terms at draftkings.com/sportsbook. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

StickInRink Podcast
Episode 252 "Amateur Night"

StickInRink Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 16, 2022 71:23


Todays Topics Odds and Ends 5 Biggest Villains in Montreal Canadiens History Player Spotlight: Chris Murray Embarrassing Work Story Welcome to the 4th Line Voice #EnforcerBasedPodcasting presented by The Hockey Podcast Network Join Darren, a lifelong hockey fan who dives deep into the often misunderstood role of the hockey enforcer. Guests include fellow fight fans and former players who share their unique stories and perspective on the highs and lows of playing and performing the tough-guy role. Episode 252 #DraftKings promo code THPN If you or someone you know has a gambling problem, crisis counseling and referral services can be accessed by calling 1-800- GAMBLER (1-800-426-2537) (IL/IN/LA/MI/NJ/PA/WV/WY), 1-800-NEXT STEP (AZ), 1-800-522-4700 (CO/NH), 888-789-7777/visit http://ccpg.org/chat (CT), 1-800-BETS OFF (IA), 877-8-HOPENY/text HOPENY (467369) (NY), visit OPGR.org (OR), call/text TN REDLINE 1- 800-889-9789 (TN), or 1-888-532-3500 (VA). 21+ (18+ NH/WY). Physically present in AZ/CO/CT/IL/IN/IA/LA(select parishes)/MI/NH/NJ/ NY/OR/PA/TN/VA/WV/WY only. New customer offer void in NH/OR/ONT-CA. New customers only. Valid 1 per new customer. Min. $5 deposit. Min $5 wager. Bet must win. $200 issued as eight (8) $25 free bets. Free Bets are non-cashable and cannot be withdrawn. Free bets must be wagered 1x and stake is not included in any returns or winnings. Free Bets expire 7 days (168 hours) after being awarded. Promotional offer period ends 1/15/23. See terms at draftkings.com/sportsbook. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

The Movie Crypt
Ep 469: Hannah Fierman

The Movie Crypt

Play Episode Listen Later May 30, 2022 58:01


PUBLIC VERSION. Actress and filmmaker Hannah Fierman (V/H/S, SIREN, ST. AGATHA, DARK CIRCLES, CREEPSHOW, VAMPIRE DIARIES) shares her career journey with Adam, Joe, and Arwen. From making ends meet financially in the early days… to the inspiration Hannah found in seeing Baz Luhrmann's ROMEO + JULIET for the first time… to adapting the play she wrote for her college senior thesis into her first short film… to learning that the first feature film she ever acted in just so happens to be “huge in Nigeria”… to the success of V/H/S and the process of turning the segment that Hannah starred in (AMATEUR NIGHT) into a stand alone feature film (SIREN)… to studying the movements of both cats and bats in shaping her performance as “Lily” in V/H/S and SIREN… to stepping into the director's chair on the upcoming DARK CIRCLES (currently in post-production)… to the beauty of being part of a filmmaking community filled with solid and reliable artists/friends you can call upon… to the importance of always continuing to move forward rather than dwelling on difficult past experiences… Hannah's positive outlook and sincere love of storytelling is absolutely contagious. Dr. Arwen provides “Hollywood Therapy” to a filmmaker who agreed to work on a project that is beginning to show some serious red flags, Hannah shares her strangest encounter with a fan, and Adam and Hannah profess their love for cinematographer Jan-Michael Losada (VICTOR CROWLEY, DARK CIRCLES) “one million percent” in this extremely enjoyable artist on artist conversation about the filmmaking process.

BAAS Entertainment
MICHELLE BROOKS-THOMPSON: NEVER GIVES UP!!!

BAAS Entertainment

Play Episode Listen Later May 13, 2022 87:53


Michelle Brooks-Thompson is a National award-winning Independent Recording Artist and music performer from Springfield, Massachusetts. She is known for her appearance as a Finalist on the hit TV show, NBC's The Voice.. Since competing on The Voice, Michelle's versatile & phenomenal singing ability has privileged her to grace a multitude of diverse musical platforms across the country. She has become known by all as a dynamic powerhouse vocalist! As quoted by Maroon 5's front man and NBC's the Voice vocal coach Adam Levine, Michelle has been gifted with a "supernatural singing ability." Michelle's vocal tone and power is highly compared to the late musical icon, Whitney Houston. She has often been referred to as the "Whitney Houston of Gospel music."With a passionate goal for being signed to a major label, Michelle's music success throughout her indie artist career has continued to expand with notable accomplishments. She was crowned as the 2017 Super Top Dog winner of world-famous Amateur Night at the Apollo. Most recently in 2019, she was the winner of the 15th and final season of Keene Idol (New Hampshire). In March 2022, Michelle was crowned the winner of the 1st Annual Unsung Heroes singing competition hosted by The Music Room in Cape Cod.Michelle has consistently performed at various churches, indoor and outdoor concert venues, sporting events, private functions, and on national TV programs such as Dr. Bobby Jones Presents (Impact Network), TBN's Praise the Lord, the Bishop Eric Lloyd Show (Rhema Network) and more. The vocal sensation, featured in People Magazine's October 2018 Special Edition as a finalist on The Voice, has shared the stage with Grammy and Stellar Award-winning Gospel and Secular artists such as Donnie McClurkin, James Fortune, Shana Wilson, Zacardi Cortez, American Idol's Melinda Doolittle, NBC's The Voice Noah Liz, Doobie Powell, Bebo Norman, Eric Taylor and others.With strong Gospel musical roots that were cultivated as a young child in her grandfather's church, Michelle was recognized and claimed as a "child prodigy" because of her ability to sing and play the piano by the age of 9. After the passing of her mother, Michelle took on the role of music director for her grandfather's church at the young age of 14, which she served for 7 years. While serving in that musical capacity, Michelle broaden her vocal and musician skills by taking private piano lessons, competing in talent competitions, and singing professionally for various recording artists  .Michelle pursued her passion for music by attending the prestigious all-women's college in Massachusetts, Mount Holyoke, where she majored in Music studying Vocal Performance and Piano. Upon receiving her Bachelor of Arts degree in Music, she was accepted into Boston's Berklee College of Music for a Performance Diploma Program. Michelle chose to pursue her next steps in music independently and deferred her acceptance to Berklee. Since then, she has crafted her singing ability which can undeniably be ranked with some of the major Gospel and Secular artists of her time! Michelle has founded and directed several educational institutional and church choirs. In addition to her professional singing career, she has taught music curriculums and vocal lessons at schools as well as independently.In addition to having won several local, regional and national musical talent competitions, Michelle is the co-author of the 2017 book entitled, "Pretty In His Presence." She is also an actress and has appeared in several stage plays including the Gospel stage play, "When the Child Cries" and "For Colored Girls," directed by International Playwright Lee Harris. Listen and subscribe to the BAAS Entertainment Podcast on Spotify, Amazon Music, Apple Podcasts, Google Podcasts, Deezer, iHeartRadio, Pandora, Podchaser, Pocket Casts and TuneIn. “Hey, Alexa. Play the BAAS Entertainment Podcast.”

The Journey Told
Music Artist Tiffany Bynoe Shares Power of Healing

The Journey Told

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 13, 2021 52:32


Tiffany Bynoe is a multi-genre Billboard charting artist who has scored hit singles in Adult Contemporary/Smooth Jazz, R&B and Gospel music. The versatile soul songstress just released her latest single “Make Me Say It Again.” Produced by the young emerging production duo The Trillionaires, “Make me Say It Again” is a lush, contemporary and deeply sensual re-imagining of The Isley Brothers' classic 1975 track “Make Me Say It Again,” with Tiffany bringing her unique female perspective to a lyric originally sung by Ronald Isley. Lorenzo Thomas, CEO/Program Manager of 100 Hip Hop and RNB FM, says, “Tiffany's rendition of the Isley Brothers classic is a testament to the sounds of yesteryear but also ignites today's souls' yearning for some good R&B.” “The interesting thing about my career is that when I used to sing love songs, I was too young to understand the truer meanings of them,” the singer says. “But now, I sing them with a richer understanding of life and love and am able to share with listeners another way of thinking. I have always been a huge fan of the Isleys, and when this one came up one night on Pandora, I knew if I took the right approach to it, it would be a way to bring the older generation of R&B music into the now. I relate to its emotions about being in love and in a relationship so meaningful that you just want to declare that love and are overjoyed when someone makes you say it again and again," she said. “Make Me Say It Again” follows a string of hit singles for Tiffany over the past few years that includes her Top 30 Billboard Gospel Airplay song “Seasons,” “Free,” “Love Like Waterfalls,” “Be Still” and various remixes of “Shame.” Her most recent singles in 2020 were “Be Still” and “All of Us” featuring The Trillionaires. Tiffany's newly released album features songs co-written by the singer, her husband Kyle Bynoe and Marquise Brown and produced by The Trillionaires. The collection also feature sTiffany's trademark wide range of styles and include a collaboration with the “Godfather of Gospel/Jazz,” Ben Tankard. A seasoned performer by the time she was 14, Tiffany competed and won Amateur Night three times at the famed Apollo Theatre in NYC. Following that, she was offered numerous recording deals, but her mother insisted she finish high school first. At 17, the singer signed a major recording contract with Elektra Records and scored the #3 Billboard hit “Give Him a Love He Can Feel” under the name Tene Williams. Wendy Williams was one of the DJ's who broke the record in New York, and one of Tiffany's dreams came true when she appeared on “Soul Train” with Don Cornelius. The singer also appeared on BET's video soul and other major platforms of the time. Tiffany has used her downtime during the pandemic to finish two books, “Ugly Duckling No More” and “M.E. Made Extraordinary.”. These volumes tell her inspirational story of overcoming adversity and challenges in both her personal and professional lives. Their compelling emotional narratives detail the struggles of overcoming low self-esteem, depression, regrets and other mental health issues. Stay tuned as Tiffany dives into her life story, her ups and downs ---she shares the pivots and gives tips on how you can pivot too! Show Highlights : (2:56) When negative things are spoken, make sure it doesn't penetrate (13:19) Down Syndrome and medical issues (30:30) Learn to Let Go in the midst of a shift (36:23) Know where to place friends in your life (41:27) People can be judgmental Connect with Tiffany Bynoe on social media: ig:Tiffanybynoeme fb: tiffanybynoemusic twitter:@tiffanybynoeME in:tiffanybynoe TiktTok Spotify www.tiffanybynoe.com Follow Shawn Zanotti at www.thejourneytold.com Connect with Shawn on Social Media: Instagram- @publicistshawn Facebook-@shawnzanotti Website-www.thejourneytold.com or www.exactpublicity.com Podcast Instagram- @thejourneytoldshow...