Tag: Sasha Selavie
Oh Bondage, Up Yours!
Screw cheap PVC and fake fur - true fetishism is performance art personified, as far from Lady Gaga as that chick is from originality!
And love it or...
So Long, Superman, Hello, Sexual Mayhem!
How OTT can comic-books get? Forget Adam West’s pre-Family Guy ‘Batman’, all flab, fairy-dust and best forgotten, and say hello to Howard Chaykin’s Black...
A TxWIST of Crisp!
Sasha Selavie recounts her clandestine encounter with Quentin Crisp.
I’ve got a confession – my dick, always, has been a living hell to me, so...
Tainted Love Queen!
Is Marc Almond the rampant, wet dream Demon Queen of heterosexual nightmares?
A shockingly sexual love bomber, manically devoted to demolishing the cosy, dozy Twin...
Artsbitching: Tranny Tart Superspies!
Ever imagined Daniel Craig’s Bond as a tranny tart being shagged by savage Russian spies? Would his taut, steely buns eagerly part to allow a...
Perverts On Parade?
’m all fur coat and no knickers. Ideally, I want my sex-life as filthy, wet and personally abusive as possible, especially when I’m on...
Extreme Queens Supreme!
Ever snorted raw shit? Or lovingly peeled a poxy, ulcerated penis from diarrhoea-disaster Y-fronts? Really, how extreme is too extreme? Should there be any...
Sex-Work Seductress!
What’s the total kiss of death to even the fiercest drag queens? Try audience indifference, darlings – no queen alive survives the mass glazing...
Excess All Areas: MUSIC Against Nature By Marc Almond
Ever wondered where fiction, depraved eroticism and moral bankruptcy first met?
Try 1884, with Against Nature, a debauched Bible that smeared poetic vice in every...
ARTSBITCHING – Queen Bitch Bowie?
Was David Bowie a god? The Second Cumming of a pansexual Jesus, or a fabulously indiscriminate tart shagging any available orifice?
BY SASHA SELAVIE
Whatever your take on...
