Sex bomb sex bomb you’re a sex bomb
You can give it to me when I need to come along
Sex bomb sex bomb you’re my sex bomb
And baby you can turn me on turn me on darlin’
Sex bomb sex bomb you’re my sex bomb sex bomb
You can give it to me when I need to come along
Sex bomb sex bomb your’re my sex bomb
And baby you can turn me on
Out of the Blue, an all-male a cappella group at Oxford University, did this rendition of Tom Jones’ Sex Bomb at the Edinburgh Fringe Festival. Listen closely at the end for the bass solo: “Hey everybody have you seen my balls, they’re big and salty and brown.” Eek!
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The Wet Spots are a fantastic duo from Canada. From their website:
Picture a husband and wife team from the golden age of comedy. Now picture them singing sweetly about threesomes and taking it in the ass.
Internationally acclaimed cabaret duo The Wet Spots (Cass King and John Woods) write the most elegant songs about sex that you will ever hear.
The duo will be doing their first full-length public performance in NYC at the Zipper Factory on Sunday, July 27th at 8 pm and they’ve joined forces with Naked City for a contest!
Starting today, creative types are invited to write a new verse to a Wet Spots song called Public Service Announcement, which is about things that you should not put in your ass – check out the YouTube video of the Wet Spots performing Public Service Announcement so you can study up on the rhyme pattern.
The winning verse and entertaining runners-up, as judged by me and the Wet Spots, will be published here on Naked City on July 24th, and the winning verse will be used in the song at the Zipper Factory show, plus immortalized in a Naked City TV video of the performance.
The winner also receives two tickets to the July 27th Wet Spots show plus a bag of swag – a copy of my book Naked on the Internet, a dvd of my porno directorial debut The Bi Apple, and a Sex Nerds Know How to Do It tee shirt, plus some other sexy goodies.
The deadline for all entries is 11.59 pm on Tuesday, July 22nd.
You can leave your verse in the comments on the contest post on Naked City, or email it to nakedcity@villagevoicemedia.com.
Have at it!
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Anyone attending a gay choral concert has experienced the strange power of seeing a group of gay men or lesbians singing together. Amplify that by about 100 percent, and you’ll get a slight idea of what it must be like to hear Transcendence, the transgender choir of San Francisco that’s the focus of the documentary “The Believers.†Music soothes the savage beast, and in this case, that beast is intolerance.
The film opens with a transgender woman, Ashley, listening to a phone message from her mother, who says she shouldn’t “give [the filmmakers] a screwed up background†during any interviews. It’s a perfect beginning for a film about misconceptions, denial and the need for community, especially since Ashley’s not just another chorus member — she’s actually one of the group’s founders.
She approached her San Francisco-based United Church of Christ’s leaders about starting a transgender chorus, and they went for it. The film follows the group from its early, off-key stages to its performances at various venues (queer and otherwise) and the recording of an album. One of the film’s selling points is that it’s not a cheerleading piece for a remarkable group of people. There is a definite journey and arc for the chorus and the individuals, giving the documentary the feel of a feature film. (more. . . )
[via A Cappella News]
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The filmmaker has released a new Valentine’s Day album called A Date with John Waters. It’s a compilation of love songs including Mink Stole’s “Sometimes I Wish I Had a Gun” and the late Edith Massey (aka the Egg Lady) singing “Big Girls Don’t Cry.”
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He plays “If I Knew You Were Comin’ I’d've Baked A Cake ” – I met Eileen Barton when I was in college.
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A great show. Try not to scream like little girls, like we did, when he goes behind the curtain and turns sideways…
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