Showing posts with label Amanda Lepore. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Amanda Lepore. Show all posts

Thursday, 21 November 2019

Lepore Euphoria



Alongside the lovely Björk (as featured here yesterday), today's birthday celebrants are the usual mixed bag, including Goldie Hawn, Voltaire, Eleanor Powell, Beryl Bainbridge, Ingrid Pitt, Dr. John, Lorna Luft, Juliet Mills, Coleman Hawkins, Tina Brown, Harold Nicolson, Liza Tarbuck, René Magritte, Alex James of Blur - and...

...that ultimate "triumph of art over nature", Miss Amanda Lepore!


Indeed.

Facts:
  • She was born "Armand" to an Italian-German-American family in rural New Jersey state (imagine!).
  • At the age of 17, through a legal loophole, Lepore married a male bookstore owner.
  • She began hormone therapy as a young teen, and transitioned via surgery at age 19.
  • Her emergence as a "face" on the "Club Kids" scene in New York in the 1990s was helped when she was "discovered" (working as a dominatrix at an S&M club) by photographer David LaChapelle, whose work now adorns many notable galleries, and who produced music videos for the likes of Elton John, Christina Aguilera, Gwen Stefani, Amy Winehouse and J-Lo.
  • Over the years she has collaborated with numerous artists and (some of our fave) performers such as Cazwell, Joey Arias, Ana Matronic, Grace Jones, Tiga, Cyndi Lauper and Lady Bunny.

Many happy returns, Amanda Lepore (born 21st November 1967)

Thursday, 31 May 2012

Don't masquerade with the guy in shades



It's a dull day for birthdays, I thought, when the most famous 50-year-old today is a Mr Corey Hart (who?).

Until, that is, I realised that his greatest (only?) hit was Sunglasses at Night - and that gives me a perfect excuse to play this brilliant version by (house fave here at Dolores Delargo Towers) Tiga (and Zyntherius), featuring the magnificent Amanda Lepore!


I wear my sunglasses at night
So I can so I can
Watch you weave then breathe your story lines
And I wear my sunglasses at night
So I can so I can
Keep track of the visions in my eyes

While she's deceiving me
It cuts my security has
She got control of me
I turn to her and say

Don't switch the blade on the guy in shades oh no
Don't masquerade with the guy in shades oh no
I can't believe it!
Cuz you got it made with the guy in shades oh no

And I wear my sunglasses at night
So I can so I can
Forget my name while you collect your claim
And I wear my sunglasses at night
So I can so I can
See the light that's right before my eyes

While she's deceiving me
She cuts my security
Has she got control of me
I turn to her and say

Don't switch the blade on the guy in shades oh no
Don't masquerade with the guy in shades oh no
I can't believe it!
'Cuz you got it made with the guy in shades oh no
'Cuz you got it made with the guy in shades oh no

Oh I say I wear my sunglasses at night
I wear my sunglasses at night
I wear my sunglasses at night
I say it to you now
I wear my sunglasses at night
I wear my sunglasses at night
I wear my sunglasses at night
I cry to you
I wear my sunglasses at night
I wear my sunglasses at night


Cooler than a penguin's testicles!

Thursday, 28 July 2011

Smash hits...



This week, let's open my selection of recent tracks that have tickled my fancy with a bit of a comeback! Described in QX magazine as "sounding like Daft Punk after being molested by Devo" (although I think it sounds more like Yazz after being molested by Cerrone myself), here is the very overdue and very welcome return of The Supermen Lovers (of Starlight fame, way back in 2001 - scary!), with a track from their new EP The Foundation Disco...


In complete contrast, here's a new band with a sound that is a bit reminiscent of the B-52s or maybe early Blondie. It's The Handcuffs:


Whether the world needed it or not, this year's answer to Aqua has probably arrived in the shape of the improbably-named Ze!, with a paean to her hair... Silly, but fun:


With her trademark brand of smut and filth (and we love her for it, of course!), here is the latest from the fierce Amanda Lepore, who implores us to Turn Me Over... Oh puh-lease!


Saving the very best till last - I adore this collaboration between Israeli demi-drag darling Uriel Yekutiel and the incredibly hunky Eliad Cohen, featuring vocals by popular Moroccan Jewish singer Zehava Ben. Apparently a promotion for a Tel Aviv club night called Arisa, this is the fantabulosa Telephone d'Amour...


Enjoy!