My Chiffon Is Wet thursdays w/ Our Editor DJ PAISLEY DALTON!!!
Eastern Bloc, 505 East 6th St bet Aves A&B, NYC, 212-777-2555, 10pm, free, For fans of the flugelhorn, the emphatically effeminate, and other adopters of shifting masculinity identifiers! My Chiffon is Wet, inspired by Paisley Dalton’s CD release My Chiffon Is Wet, Darlin! that came out December 2010, is for fans of everything shiny, dreamy, fantasy and fairy. Hosted by NYC “it gurrrl” Leo Gugu , Miss Ruby Roo & Superstar photog Brett Lindell, art by London’s Alexander 6 & Belgium’s Piepke, and a shrinking violet soundtrack divided into 3 acts that includes plenty of poptastic tunes for the LGBR (Lady Gaga, Beyonce and Rihanna) community, camp classics from Judy Garland, Shirley Bassey, Diana Ross, Donna Summer, Sylvester, Loleatta Holloway, Chaka, and Babs (naturally!), and indie riot grrrl rock and electro. MCW has done over 100 shows and had tons of AMAZING guests/hosts, including…Dita Von Teese, Patricia Field, Nomi Ruiz, Cakes Da Killa, Bobby Butz, Michael Musto, Alan Cumming, David LaChapelle, Mykki Blanco, Patrick McDonald, Andy Cohen, celebrity hair sylist Stephen Knoll, Marina Dimandis (Marina and the Diamonds), author Michael Cunningham, Cazwell, Broadway actor Theo Stockman, Gio Black Peter, Amanda Lepore, celebrity gossip columnist Rob Shuter, Real Housewives of New York Jill Zarin, Aviva & Reid Drescher, Simon Van Kempen and RuPaul’s Drag Race girls Milan, Jinkx Monsoon and Sharon Needles!!! MCW is one big tinker bell ball for those who are definitely NOT STRAIGHT ACTING! Queer writer Guy Hocquenghem said it best, “Our assholes are revolutionary!” Revolt Sistas!
“PAISLEY IS THE NEW POLKA DOT!”- Andy Cohen
“Besides its brilliant name, My Chiffon Is Wet is a 80s-90s East Village throwback, recalling a suburban rec room romp. It recalls the finished basement party attitude of Club 57 (80s NYC club) where everyone did shows for each other live (including Kenny Scharf and Keith Haring), made fools of themselves, and entertained their friends. Bottom line…pure fun!!!”- Patricia Field
“My Chiffon Is Wet has soaked up the liquor from New York’s broken bottle service nightmare and is serving it up ice cold and steaming hot in a land that brings back the eclectic grit we all love and miss from the city.”- Nomi Ruiz (Jessica 6)
“Paisley is the best DJ ever!!!”- Kelly Ripa
“My Chiffon Is Wet creates the quintessential East Village gay cabaret club”- Mykki Blanco
“I love how everyone dresses up, and it reminds me of old places that aren’t here anymore.”- Alan Cumming
“Thanks to MCW, there is still a party in the East Village with its pulse on the newest music and cutting edge fashion.”- Cazwell
“The only party in NYC really doing something fresh.”- DJ Jeff Chatterton
“THIS IS WHAT FUN LOOKS LIKE! LEARN IT!”- Michael Musto
“From Studio 54 to My Chiffon Is Wet, this is why I live in New York City.”- Patrick McDonald
“A crazy, colorful, fun Downtown New York experience.”- Amanda Lepore
“It’s that energy that makes My Chiffon Is Wet always a fun party to attend…wet chiffon, cheap drinks, dancing drag queens…what the fuck else could you ask for?”- Gayletter
Alan Cumming Tells Us He Still Loves To Party Like The
Old Days, At Eastern Bloc’s My Chiffon Is Wet
“Eastern Bloc’s my local. I love this bar. It’s my favorite bar in New York,” says Alan Cumming, sitting at the bar in a sleeveless yellow tee and multi-colored ball cap, surrounded by a roomful of friends and fans and random fags. At first he seems a little reluctant to talk to us. He came to party after all, not endure a press tour. But as we chat about My Chiffon is Wet, Leo GuGu and Paisley Dalton’s glamorous little Thursday night shindig, he begins to warm. This is a dude who still loves a good party.
“I’ve come a few times on this night and had such a laugh,” Cumming said. “I love how everyone dresses up, and it reminds me of old places that aren’t here anymore.” He tells us how he and Paisley bonded when the DJ told Cumming that he used to work the door at London’s Ghetto. “I was like, ‘Oh my God!’ So I feel like I had this connection. I used to go to that club a lot.” The Good Wife star decided then and there to make time in his schedule to host at My Chiffon is Wet.
We continued to yap with Cumming, geeking out a little about Nigella Lawson, whom he apparently didn’t realize tweets at him fairly frequently (“I know her sister.”), as the party erupted around us. Leo GuGu, JoJo Americo, Dr. Flux, Keisha Aviance, and a whole bunch of other queer folk gave fierce shows on the stripper pole and the banquette that runs the length of the bar. Fans were snapped, tambourines were shaken. Gerry Visco ran around the room taking pictures. Kayvon Zand made a late-night appearance, bleached hair twisted and shaped into huge tusk-like horns.
We spotted Earl Dax and he filled us in on what to expect at Pussy Faggot’s third anniversary party next Friday at Public Assembly. Performer Max Steele and Sick Cell are among the acts slated to appear. Dax asked us if we’d seen much of a certain party promoter recently. When we told him we hadn’t, he wondered aloud whether the notoriously volatile party boy had gotten sober. “When did sobriety become a trend?” Dax asked. “Every time I turn around someone’s getting sober. It’s like, another one bites the dust!”
As we watched the party catch fire around us—all sweaty chiffon, synthetic wigs, glitter, and grease paint—we felt like Dax didn’t have anything to worry about. At least at My Chiffon is Wet, there didn’t seem to be many sober people.
Bash Compactor: I’m All Wet!
New weekly Thursday night party, My Chiffon is Wet, at Eastern Bloc dive bar
By Gerry Visco
Unlike some of my friends last week, I wasn’t in the Hamptons, Rome, Berlin or even Detroit. No, I was getting my jollies right on East 6th Street at funky little dive bar Eastern Bloc at a new weekly Thursday night party called My Chiffon is Wet. Well, I forgot to wear my chiffon sheath, but my nylon panties sure were damp. How could they not be? It was hot as blazes outside and I was dancing up a storm to DJ Paisley Dalton’s fun blend of vintage and new disco with some ’80s and ’90s tracks, seasoned with a couple of show tunes from Cabaret and The Wiz.
Seeing as I was on a budget, I was putting on the ritz in a $9.99 Goodwill turtleneck that fit me like a glove. No one cared about the price tag, because Eastern Bloc is a dark, packed, convivial hangout that’s been around since it took over the old Wonder bar in 2005. It’s a place with an edge, decorated in black and red and retro Soviet insignia, a taxidermist’s dream with a stuffed and mounted zebra and mountain lion over the bar and a rooster, a bear and a moose around the room, plus a stripper pole, disco ball and
a healthy array of friendly hotties. For example: the guest DJ of the night, sultry glamazon Nomi Ruiz, lead singer of Jessica 6 and former member of Hercules and Love Affair. She played her set with rapt concentration, though she smiled when I asked what she was up to. “We’re going on tour soon,” she said.
The chiffon in the party’s title is a reference to the 1975 one hit wonder “Get Dancin’” by Disco Tex and His Sex- O-Lettes, typical of Dalton’s insouciant humor (he’s also editor of the arts blog Zeitgeist World). Originally from Detroit, he first started DJing in Berlin, then London and New York, where he began spinning at the Vandam party atGreenhouse and Amanda Lepore’s Big Top. He tends to dress impeccably, resembling a Capuchin monk with his distinctive shaved cap of hair. The host of the evening wasGugu, the new “it” boy fashionista in town, wearing a pink wig, ivory Victorian blouse and plenty of beads.
“It’s my first hosting gig in New York City,” he told me proudly. I asked him what he thought the theme of the party was. “It’s about celebrating being gay and different, having fun and also about chiffon,” he replied.
A stream of guests showed up throughout the night, including Gabriel Magdaleno and Contessa Stuto of IN*TANDEM Magazine and Kelly Armendariz from Splatterpool Artspace. Artist Santiago Felipe arrived right before closing, which was when I also befriended Jeanine Troisi, a nurse who had lost her glasses. Since I’d just lost my lipstick on the dance floor, I knew we’d have lots in common. We whirled around to one of the last songs Dalton played, that old Andrea True Connection disco ditty, “More More More,” which goes “How do you like it/ How do you like it?” OK, I was stuck in New York City for the summer, but I dunno. I like it.