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Michael Musto and the ever-clever singer-actor-DJ dish the dirt on his autobiographical stage musical, Eminem, and a certain sexual-fetisn.
MISS HIM BLIND? Well, Boy George is still in the spotlight and he's even still named Boy George. His autobiographical stage musical, Taboo, is playing in London (with George appearing as the late performance artist Leigh Bowery), and in August he releases a DJ mix compilation called Night Out, to be followed by the inevitable Night In. We tumbled 4 the chance to talk with the Boy about his latest career excitement.
Musto: What's it like to play the scary, brilliant Bowery? George: You get to wear the most outrageous costumes you could possibly imagine, including a bra which gives you lovely cleavage. And you get to pick on the audience. But you could do all that playing yourself. Why not do that ? The guy playing me is already doing a far better job than I did the first time around. And he's young! There was criticism about the show centering on a fictional straight couple more than on gay you. What was the upshot? That's been made much more ambiguous. It's more of a triangle. between my character, the boy, and the girl-more of a war over him. Heterosexuals can' have everything their own way, you know, but in my experience the man always goes back to the girl. That's a reality, and one can only operate on one's own level. Poor baby! We're all everything. We're all queer, and we're all straight. I rest my sling-back, your honor. I must be the only one on earth who's 100% gay. You just havent met the right pervert. I haven't met Kylie Minogue. Maybe she could turn me straight. Because gay culture begins and ends with Kylie! [Laughing] Forget Oscar Wilde and Quentin Crisp and all those other great people! Who? Anyway, while we're dabbling in disco icons, a promoter told me that since your glitter ball tragedy [while rehearsing, George was hit by a falling one in '99], your DJ contracts stipulate that you can't be near any glitter balls. That's absolute rubbish. He's a liar. I'm not afraid of a glitter ball. I'm not afraid of any kind of balls! The glitter balls probably afraid of you. Speaking of falling, are you in love these days? No. I fell out with someone - Julian - three months ago. He wanted to be famous and now he is. It's more than over. He wasn't the man for the job. Am I bitter? Very. I'm a Gemini. We do bitterness better than anyone, girlfriend. I make Glenn Close look like Mother Teresa. And I hear she wasn't really that nice either. Is anything off limits with you? I've never said to a journalist "I wont discuss something," except for one subject I'm not going into. It doesnt involve fisting. [Laughing] Fisting is fine. All right, then: Have you ever gotten fisted? In the face, yeah, but not the other way. It hurts - I would imagine. By the way, lots of people gave you a hand when you outed George Michael. I did her such a favor. Life in the closet is grim. Now she gets to wear red leather and dance with Missy Elliott. It's gorge. Have you outed anyone else lately, darling? I saw a great T-shirt the other day-EMINEM SCREWS GAYS. I wear it mysel. To Eminem I say, "Madam, you protest too much!" |
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