Dirty Show 6 - Detroit

[SouthSkyEyes]

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Dirty Show 6 - Detroit
"kinky, outlandish, crude,
humerous, shocking" -Detroit Free Press

February 11-12-13-14, 2005 - Valentine's Week

A skintalating display of erotica from around the globe by over 200 artists!
Totally Uncensored!

Opening
Fri Feb 11 8pm-2am - 21 & Over

Gala - including on-stage "performance arts" - THE EVENT YOU DON'T WANT TO MISS!
Sat Feb 12 8pm-2am - 21 & Over

Daytime
Sun Feb 13 1pm-6pm - 18 & Over

Valentine's Day
Mon Feb 14 Noon-Midnite 18 & Over

TANGENT GALLERY / HASTINGS ST. BALLROOM
715 E. Milwaukee St., New Center - Detroit
1 Block South of E. Grand Blvd. & 1 Block West of I-75
No unauthorized cameras.

Official Dirty Show information site: www.dirtydetroit.com

THIS is the opportunity to gather with the people behind those Lit AV's and ID's and other like-dirty-minded adults at THE Detroit area erotic blow-out event of the year featuring not only the gallery but:
... on-stage "performance arts": music, dance, poetry
... drinks and merchandise
and of course the unabashed attire of attendees (and a lot skin too).

"2005 promises to be biggest, best and most fun Dirty Show ever ... a sensory overload of dirty delights."

It was a blast last year and I'll be taking the stage again, on Saturday, to share another dirty poem or two.
If you're inclined, go ahead ... and let others here know you're planning to go.

See you there!

Sky

 

[MT_Pitcher]

Sounds like it could be a hoot...
I might show up for this....

It'd be more fun with others but I'll probably be just wandering around...

 

[daiseelady]

I think I might have to see what my schedule looks like for that weekend! heh

 

[SouthSkyEyes]

A bump this COLD Michigan weekend to let you know about Detroit's HOTTEST bash coming up:
Dirty Show 6 - Valentine's week- "A sensory overload of dirty delights."

 

[SouthSkyEyes]

A bump this SNOWY Michigan weekend to let you know about Detroit's HOTTEST bash coming up:

Dirty Show 6 - Valentine's week
"kinky, outlandish, crude, humerous, shocking"-Detroit Free Press

See post #1 here for the latest details.

MT, Daisee, others ... see you there.

 

[SouthSkyEyes]

Dirty Show 6 - Detroit - Valentine's Weekend

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And remember, Saturday night is the all out-bash ... the gallery, music, dancing, dirty poetry ...
and the unabashed attire of everyone there.

See you there!

 

[SouthSkyEyes]

Friday's OPENING Highlights

Friday Opening

Drawing a capacity crowd, in total an eclectic gathering as diverse and near as daring as the gallery's 200 exhibits, Friday night's Opening was unquestionably a Bouncing, Bulging success. Yes, make that upper-case "B" in both counts. Can't say I've seen so much black electrical tape in one evening, in the form of teeny "x's" covering the nipples on all those voluptuous breasts in the crowd.

The event ... staged in an old run-down industrial district, held in a respectable space nonetheless, converted years ago to a two-level ballroom. For most, the shock factor started before entering the gallery/ballroom, choosing curbside valet service in spite of its whopping $10 charge.

Clearly, though, it appeared everyone enjoyed this plunge into the scintillating. The juried gallery, exhibiting painting, drawing, sculpture, furniture, glasswork, and photograph works from artists as far away as Italy, from sweet-subtle to shocking-raunch, and everything between, surely offered something to capture the mind and tease the "inbetween" of everyone there.

I had the opportunity to catch up with a few people I know in real life and to speak at length with Liem Taliesin, the editor of Moist Magazine, as we took in the crowd, the whole scene ... what a delight.

Some Highlights from FRIDAY NIGHT'S OPENING ...

A trio of cheerleaders replete with classic pleated short skirts, and pom-poms of course, shakin' 'em wildly as they belted out cheers lest anyone not notice their perky topless presence.

The lanky zebra-painted twins, drawing wide-eyed double takes as they sauntered by in their g-strings sporting long swishing horsetails over their "tails."

This cute package-of-a-woman working the crowd in a large foil-covered box, cutouts for her arms and head, with a hinged front panel, offering $1 private peepshows of her supple tits.

I'll admit, I was a gaga smitten with this petite dark-skinned woman, one of the servers in black stilettos, seeing her smile so graciously as she strolled, her adorable little breasts bouncing with each awkward step, with these skimpy black panties near falling off her sweet snug little ass. Yes, she was an absolute delicious sight for this man, and I'm glad she appreciated my telling her so.

The few men daring enough to parade around in nothing but a thong drew long stares, mostly from women checking out their "packages."
Hmmmm, do I take a cock or pair of tits ...
Offered as a little nibble, an apt treat after feasting on the artwork, and all that exposed skin, a long table heaping with little cream-puff cocks and tits. Cream filled of course.

A piece of nostalgia ...
There were vintage soft-porn movies rolling all evening, offered as a backdrop for the Opening, projected on the large screen behind the stage. They appeared to be from the late 50's. While the black and white action was rather tame by today's standards these movies nonetheless offered a compelling "distraction," even with audio track muted. Would truly be profane to colorize these flicks.

In an interesting twist ...
You know those little photo-booths found in malls, arcades, and such, where you and a friend or three cram in, close the curtain, drop in a few quarters, get goofy, and in a minute this strip of little pics starts spitting out? Well, targeting especially those who have always wanted some ... eh, "respectably dirty" photos of their own, a very private screened-off space, room for one, two, or, more, equipped with digital camera and color printer, tended by this man-woman team. Obviously not for the sort of photo memento one would be posting above their desk at the office.

In a "cute" moment ...
While I lingered in the photo gallery, taking opportunity to strike up conversation with those receptive visitors seeming to take interest in my entry, "To Scent Her Arousal," this one couple walks up, young man and woman not more than in their mid 20's. After a lingering gaze the man offered, "It's a very erotic image, this close-up of his face in the shadows kissing her face." His woman-friend chuckled, pointing out to him with such gentle grace, "Hon, that's NOT her face." The reaction in HIS face ... priceless!

Now if I were much the drinker (watching that woman make a lemon disappear) ...
I still would have been tempted to skip those lines at the cash bar. The lines weren't THAT long, really, it's just I had spotted the lemonade stand. With a sign reading "Bounce and Squeeze Fresh Lemonade," well, I figured I'd be enjoying lemonade this night. Yes, I'll not forget the unabashed smile of that topless woman behind the stand, wearing these teeny frilly panties and a smile as glorious as the majesty of her full-figured woman-next-door-body. How refreshing to see the free joy she took in preparing this fresh squeezed drink, especially when bouncing away shaking up the ingredients. I discovered she is quite the magician too, as I watched her make a lemon disappear right in front of my eyes, placing it between her most-ample tits then squeezing them together with her hands.

I left early, a bit after midnight, driving home my head spinning with that "sensory overload of dirty delights" promised by the show's producers. It was good to be home with my luv. And after all, as a man, you can only go on for so long with a raging erection before something has to give. ;-)
Sky

 

[SouthSkyEyes]

Saturday's GALA

SATURDAY, THE GALA ...

Word was the vice squad had paid a friendly visit. So the scene was a little tamer this evening ... but not dress-wise, including the unmistakable presence of more people drawn from the flamboyant crossdressing, gay, and lesbian communities.

In a moment of excitement, for me, I received word my photo sold. This is the first piece of art I've ever offered for gallery display, anywhere.

Choice music selections provided the backdrop for the evening. What more appropriate piece for setting the mood at a Valentine's celebration than Frank Zappa's "Give me your dirty love," huh?

On Stage ...
The two sets scheduled offered live stage performances and antics spanning cute to raunchy: Dirty poetry readings, a BDSM bitch lighting up the bare ass of a willing audience volunteer giving him a bent-over paddling I'm sure he'll never forget, a novelty toy auction, a few flesh-to-flesh women-on-women skits, and the scintillating revues from local upscale strip-clubs, including Hell's Belle's.

My turn on stage ...
Well, how many times a year do you get the chance to get a little naughty on stage sharing a deliciously dirty poem with a few 100 people watching? I had come dressed in boots, jeans and opened silk shirt, with "Be Mine" red bondage cuffs dangling from my belt. Cued to go on, I walked up, nervous, standing there for a moment with my sweet-sizzling BSDM piece "Be Mine, Valentine" in hand, purposely avoiding looking at the topless women in the crowd (didn't want to be popping a boner right then and there), before proceeding to take off my belt so I could hold the cuffs up as my prop while reading. Obviously, hearing a few "hoots" and "take 'em off's," this had led some women to believe they'd be seeing a bit more of me. Not one quick to disappoint, I immediately unfastened my jeans, letting them fall to my ankles, flashing them my red velvet thong-clad ass as a read the poem. It was a thrilling edgy moment, a surreal timeless experience. But from the response I could tell, all-in-all, the crowd loved it.

THAT AFTER-IT'S- ALL-OVER COMEDOWN ...
I'll be looking forward to next year's Dirty Show. In the mean time, so you know, I'm looking for opportunities to drop my pants reading dirty poetry in front of a crowd. LOL

Sky