...otherwise it could be awkward. Luckily she's facing us, but if she just looks to the right...Oh man. I don't want to be there when that happens.

Labels: because, fotos, lisa demarco, marco banderas

posted by Gram the Man at Thursday, April 17, 2008 | 0 Comments Links to this post

There was no reason for them to be standing in that parking lot, and yet there was every reason.

I asked the first thing that came to my mind:

"When you have to oil your asses, what do you use?"

"Baby oil," Schwarz said.

"Olive oil," Nicole said. "Well, basically whatever is available."

Previously: Lorelei Lee and Adrianna Nicole - just because (same parking lot, different Gram)
See also: Adrianna Nicole, Annette Schwarz, Spiegler Girls

Labels: adrianna nicole, agency, annette schwarz, because, fotos, germans, spiegler, WGL

posted by Gram the Man at Friday, March 14, 2008 | 1 Comments Links to this post

Speaking of Aiden Starr, she stopped by Gram Ponante Towers, Apothecary, Helipad, Dead Letter Office, and Centrifuge the other year and, in the course of a normal conversation, became naked.

I was asking her about a mutual friend over coffee.

"I always, always use condoms when having sex with civilians," she said.

(For the first time, I was glad that we're at war with two countries!)

See Aiden's gallery here.

Previously: Aiden Starr and Caroline Pierce - just because; Gram's Minstrel in the Gallery Bertinelli
See also: Aiden Starr

Labels: aiden starr, because, fotos, WGL

posted by Gram the Man at Thursday, March 06, 2008 | 0 Comments Links to this post

Carlos Batts has been making a movie that he calls "The Blade Runner of Porn," Kiss Attack.

"This is the movie I want to be measured by," he said. "I'm really proud of it."

Featuring burlesque dancers, luchadores, martial artists, a standup comedian for good measure, and as always, Batts' partner in crime April Flores, Kiss Attack is the not-difficult-to-follow story of the five daughters of Vlad Drakul, each of whom is armed with a lethal lipstick created by Drakul's henchman, Mr. Experiment.

Experiment's son, VMMX, is twisted with jealousy over the attention his father pays to the ladies, and vows to destroy them with the help of his gang, the Fleshers.

"I'm not alt," Batts said. "This is a totally new thing."

Shot in Los Angeles, Kiss Attack also features original music and comic storyboarding in addition to stars Flores, Sasha Gray, Claudia Rossi, Sara Vandella, and Damon Pierce as Mr. Experiment, who totally stole my look.

Claudia Rossi is Cleopatra. She doesn't look Egyptian, but who does anymore?

Flores is Ms. Sangre. She is acting circles around her scene partner.

This is my favorite picture. Cholita makes an excellent hood ornament.

Previously: April Flores: Diva; At home with April Flores and Carlos Batts; Report: Purchases of "Gene Simmons" sex tape limited to people who already find Gene Simmons repugnant
See also: Carlos Batts

Labels: april flores, bbw, carlos batts, cholita, claudia rossi, fotos, pinups, sara vandella, sasha grey, WGL, zaftig

posted by Gram the Man at Monday, March 03, 2008 | 3 Comments Links to this post

"Grams, you don't spend enough time synthesizing the appeal of Jethro Tull and One Day at a Time on your award-winning web-site," is a complaint I hear almost as often as "How come you don't think I'm a genius the way my mom does?"

I have started to compile a comprehensive list of the photos I've taken in the event that I am taken down in a hail of bullets as is so often the fate of crusading porn journalists who know too much about how most of the cumshots in gay porn and interactive straight videos are fake.

You can look at the starter gallery page here.

Labels: "set visits", fotos, WGL

posted by Gram the Man at Saturday, February 23, 2008 | 0 Comments Links to this post

Marilyn Monroe photographer Bert Stern has re-created Monroe's final famous photoshoot with Lindsay Lohan. Why?

The semi-nude series was released in New York Magazine 46 years after its inspiration, now known as "The Last Sitting," appeared.

In 1962, a vulnerable, playful, and perhaps drunk Monroe posed for a series of photographs at the Hotel Bel-Air. She was dead six weeks later.

Now Lohan, whose own accomplishments have similarly been eclipsed by her celebrity - but orders of magnitude less - has stepped in for a sequel.

Despite her brilliant and iconic turns in "Freaky Friday" and "Herbie: Fully Loaded," Lohan is not Marilyn Monroe: she's not married to playwrights and sleeping with Presidents. Instead, she's driving drunk over paparazzi. Would Elton John ever write a song about her? No he would not.

Lohan doesn't even approach Monroe on a tragic scale, save for the fact that the 20-something Lohan looks older than Monroe, then 36, did. Mightn't Stern have chosen Britney Spears or Madonna instead? How about Nikki Nine? Now that's some tragedy.

Stern shot the session on film, rather than digitally, and re-created each shot down to the lighting.


Previously: Britney Spears continues to hold out hope of immaculate conception
See also: Lindsay Lohan as Marilyn Monroe in "The Last Sitting" (nymag)

Labels: celebrities, fotos, lindsay lohan

posted by Gram the Man at Sunday, February 17, 2008 | 2 Comments Links to this post

I took a few hundred pictures at the AVN convention, and also handed my camera around to various lowlifes. I have finally labeled most of the pictures in my gallery, but still need some help. Let me know if you can add names to the faces (and other parts).

(Thanks already to Devanter and Black and Blue Media for some embarrassing but necessary corrections.)

See the gallery here.

Labels: avn, avn08, fotos, stoya, WGL

posted by Gram the Man at Sunday, February 10, 2008 | 2 Comments Links to this post

I have nothing to complain about living in Los Angeles. The Mexican food is less expensive and more plentiful than it was in Bogue Chitto, driving isn't as bad as people like to say it is, and I can watch Cloverfield with Korean subtitles.

But I admit that coming to work today was a trial, as the thermometer read a frigid 59 degrees outside Gram Ponante Towers, Helipad, Tijuana Farmacia, and Bus Terminal.

Then I received this photo of Vivica Charms with her ass facing the Pacific Coast Highway.

My thoughts raced back to mid-December, when this picture was taken. It was warmer then.

"We shot this at the San Onofre State Beach," said producer Sandy Bunz. "On summer weekends there are 3,000 nudists there."

San Onofre State Beach is ten miles south of Dana Point, just north of Richard Nixon's Western White House and the Camp Pendleton Marine Base.

To avoid the crowds, though, Flashpoint Productions doesn't shoot on weekends.

"On weekdays we have to use lookouts to avoid the state rangers. It is daring."

Well, thanks for taking the risk.

Previously: Seriously, Caylian Curtis, don't do that if it hurts you; Roxy Panther's Sugarloaf; Consumers demand more drink booze parties
See also: Sandy Bunz

Labels: flashpoint, fotos, new porn daily, sandy bunz, vivica charms

posted by Gram the Man at Thursday, January 31, 2008 | 1 Comments Links to this post

What?

Previously: Jenny Hendrix' breasts to hibernate

Labels: atm, erin moore, fotos, jenny hendrix, WGL

posted by Gram the Man at Thursday, January 17, 2008 | 1 Comments Links to this post

I asked Sunny Leone about adhesives, as is my wont.

"There's no tape," she said.

"So you have to keep walking, moving forward constantly, to keep your nipples from showing (which is how I do it)?" I asked.

"No," she said. "It just stays there."

This is how much loyalty Leone inspires even in inanimate objects.

Labels: avn08, fotos, sunny leone, vivid

posted by Gram the Man at Saturday, January 12, 2008 | 1 Comments Links to this post

1. They don't look like Kiss
2. There's only three of them
3. They're not the most overrated band until Radiohead
4. They look like you might want to hang out with them
5. There are no blondes in Kiss

In fact, I don't know why this picture reminded me of Kiss at all.

Labels: avn08, blonde, fotos

posted by Gram the Man at Friday, January 11, 2008 | 1 Comments Links to this post

What makes the hundreds of porn starlets cavorting through the Sands Expo Center so distinct from one another, even though they may be wearing the same Stripper Surplus thongwear, emanating the same melon body spray from the big vat out by the loading dock, and glittering with sparkles shot from the same hose, is their facial expression.

Here we are lucky enough to have two reactions to fucking huge cocks, mine and an augmented poster version, validating again the rich pornic tapestry that is the AVN Expo.

Labels: avn08, fotos, found

posted by Gram the Man at Friday, January 11, 2008 | 2 Comments Links to this post

Stoya and I happened to be seated next to each other at a timeshare demonstration when I got up to mingle with the other retirees, pay-per-minute millionaires, and fans of Tanya Roberts in the room. During that time, Stoya took this picture with my camera:

I discovered the picture later and did a perfect spit take (but not with my mouth).

"It's shaped differently," Stoya pointed out. "It sort of goes to the side."

"It's smirking at me like Billy Idol. I can't take my eyes (without a face) from it."

If everyone who stole my camera took a picture of her vagina, well, the Fotomat guy probably wouldn't spend so much time fretting about his diabetes. Think what Stoya would have done had I left my Etch A Sketch!

Previously: Jack's POV 9

Labels: Digital Playground, fotos, pop, stoya, WGL

posted by Gram the Man at Wednesday, January 09, 2008 | 1 Comments Links to this post

People tell me they often read the articles accompanying the pictures on this site, but I think they're lying.

Here, then, are a few dozen photographs chronicling our lives together this year, including this snap of Cousin Stevie that provides solid proof that pornography is a job - a fun job - but a job nonetheless.

See the gallery here.

Previously: Gram Ponante announces the Oscars of Porn

Labels: fotos, reviews

posted by Gram the Man at Monday, December 31, 2007 | 1 Comments Links to this post

I don't know what story this picture is supposed to tell us about Aiden Starr and Michelle Aston. Is there labor unrest in the toy shop? Are these elfin sprites angered at our intrusion? All in all, would you say that Michelle Aston's xiphisternum has been good this year, judging from its location (I would)?

Whatever's happening, it definitely explains the unusual magnetism I've been experiencing in the pole(s).

We at Gram Ponante Towers, Reindeererie, and Barrow Downs wish you a delicious Christmas, if you're so inclined, and if you're not, we're taking tomorrow off anyway.

· Aiden & Michelle's Elvish Adventures on BlueBlood (blueblood.com)

Previously: Beating up Amber Rayne at the American Hotel
See also: BlueBlood

Labels: aiden starr, because, fotos, michelle aston, WGL

posted by Gram the Man at Tuesday, December 25, 2007 | 0 Comments Links to this post

This is what Christmas looks like in Porn Valley, USA (God bless us, everyone).

See the full gallery here.

Previously: Stuffing? I'm Stayin'!
See also: Burning Angel

Labels: "joanna angel", because, fotos, WGL

posted by Gram the Man at Tuesday, December 25, 2007 | 0 Comments Links to this post

I needed to wash some shirts.

"I can make sure your shirts get really clean," Joanna Angel said.

"Why does everything you say sound so dirty?" I said.

"Good thing we're at a laundromat, then."

Previously: A Vase or two faces?
See also: Burning Angel

Labels: "joanna angel", because, fotos, WGL

posted by Gram the Man at Tuesday, December 18, 2007 | 0 Comments Links to this post

Somewhere north of her nipples and south of her neck, Joanna Angel noted, the swans turned to fish in the sunlight.

Previously: All the Best Cowboys Play Guitar Hero
See also: Burning Angel, M.C. Escher

Labels: "joanna angel", art, because, fotos, WGL

posted by Gram the Man at Tuesday, December 11, 2007 | 1 Comments Links to this post

I took a bunch of pictures of Joanna Angel at her place in the Valley the other day. It was actually cold out, so she looked more at home.

"I go back to Brooklyn every other month or so," she said, "but I've been out here for two years."

Two years. That is shocking.

Anytime someone from the east coast refers to California it is by "out here". I do the same thing even though I am Oaxacan.

Angel allowed our camera crew to follow her around unfettered for several days, eating her food, swimming in her pool, learning her ways and her language. It was the kind of access one rarely gets unless one provides her with a bagel and coffee.

I'll put up some more photos over the next few weeks, culminating with her birthday on Christmas.

This picture reminded me of a Pete Townshend album.

Previously: Porny Monster; Joanna Angel's Invent-a-Lunch
See also: Burning Angel

Labels: "joanna angel", "set visits", because, fotos, pop, WGL

posted by Gram the Man at Sunday, December 09, 2007 | 0 Comments Links to this post

Montreal's own Pamela Peaks, left, alighted on Hollywood's Knitting Factory for a party in her honor Saturday. Basking in Peaks' reflected glow are producer Reggie Durango, starlet Alexis Arquette, and Spunk'd director Justin Kane.

I don't know who took this picture. I'd bet that it was Our Lord Jesus Christ. All I know is that it represents everything Hollywood means to me. Only this picture is better.

Previously: 2007:: The year Spunk'd broke
See also: Spunk'd

Labels: celebrities, events, fotos, justin kane, pamela peaks, spunkd

posted by Gram the Man at Wednesday, December 05, 2007 | 0 Comments Links to this post

Here is my pal Sabrina Deep, who sends this Halloween photo from England. I asked how last month's gang bang went.

"It had more participants than the Norman Conquest," she said.

Deep is looking for participants in her Lesbian Strap-on gangbang, which will be staged during the AVN convention in January.

Previously: Gang bang across the water
See also: Deep Sabrina

Labels: because, fotos, sabrina deep, WGL

posted by Gram the Man at Wednesday, October 31, 2007 | 1 Comments Links to this post

I know when and where and why this picture was taken, but you should just make something up anyway.

Captions utilizing the word "cocaine" are expected, but not necessary.

Have a great weekend.

Previously: Pussy Party 21 caption contest; Sorry, but all you'll get is the sword

Labels: because, caption, contest, fotos

posted by Gram the Man at Friday, October 19, 2007 | 8 Comments Links to this post

If the future is to be apocalyptic, as scholars agree, at least there should be nudity in it, and for months at a time.

365 And Occasionally 366, a trade publication for the calendar industry, reports that the biggest challenge facing purveyors of wall calendars is that people don't look at them.

"It was October 13 before I remembered to turn the page of my '12 Months of Linus' calendar to October," said Los Angeles resident Kam Fong of a calendar devoted to Linux creator Linus Torvalds. "I got it for Christmas so I put it on the wall, but I really just use my smartphone for my schedule."

Much as the porn industry is battling a population increasingly unwilling to pay for its product, now that 94 percent of American women (and 103 percent of Brazil's, including transsexuals) gratuitously flash for passersby an average of four times a day, the once-powerful wall calendar establishment is struggling to lure new customers and retain old ones.

Read more after the gap.


Industry experts say that the process of approaching the wall, removing and replacing the thumbtack (or nail), and changing the calendar page is becoming harder and harder for Americans, who are often torpid to the point of being bedridden.

Research has also indicated that some wall calendar users will like the picture accompanying one month better than that of another and refuse to change the page.

"It has altered my perception of Time," said Norman Fell of Dearborn, MI, who liked the picture of Goofy in his Disney calendar so much that he has been living in March, 1978 since March, 1978.

That is why the 2008 Nerdcore Calendar is so special. Each page is great. In addition to traditional holidays, it also includes release dates for movies of interest to geeks, like Indiana Jones and Speed Racer, dates of sacred pilgrimages like San Diego's Comic Con, the birthday of Jean Luc Picard, and the death date of Sarah Connor.

That and pictures of Justine Joli and Karlie Montana.

Produced in Toluca Lake, the 2008 Nerdcore Calendar features "heroines and their evil counterparts square off in quite revealing ways - a fully nude firestarter igniting her surroundings, a "super" lass undresses after a hard day's night of battling bad guys, and a katana-wielding vixen, wearing a headband and not much else, shows a few ninjas who's the real boss is. These are the powered-up ladies that watch over the city from downtown rooftops and can turn invisible with the snap of a finger."

The 2008 Nerdcore Calendar costs $25 and will be available November 15. Early orders will be accompanied by a promotional poster.

Previously: Hotter than a Balrog
See also: Nerdcore

Labels: art, fotos, geekery, justine joli, karlie montana

posted by Gram the Man at Friday, October 19, 2007 | 0 Comments Links to this post

Photographer Michael Grecco's "Naked Ambition: an R-rated look at an X-rated industry", is a coffeetable book that many would feel comfortable keeping on their coffee tables; there's not a lot of nudity.

And the high-color photographs, snapped backstage at the past two AVN conventions and awards shows, often appear theatrical or like circus art, presenting the subjects in their porn finery as garish and safe, the way certain accountants dress like 70's pimps at Halloween.

Read more after the gap.



For people who don't know porn stars, who wonder about their habits and gathering places (but who don't want to know an uncomfortable amount about those things), this is the book to own.

The title is misleading in that not too many people are naked, and "ambitious" is not the most apt adjective for a lot of folks in the book, but the "R-rated look at an X-rated industry" is spot on: there are no graphic tales of gaping or semen sharing, gangbangs gone bad, drug or sexual abuse, or suicide, but plenty of the paragraphs that accompany the photos of porn stars are chirpy pieces of personal philosophy.

"Naked Ambition" is a Porn Stars Are People Too book.


Grecco told his subjects to come as they were. "They came right off the floor (that way)," he said, his team having set up areas backstage at the awards and off the show floor during the convention.

So while Grecco did the lighting and framing and provided the backdrops, the porn stars look as they wanted you to see them and, when photographer and subject work in concert, the effect is a porn star who says something.

Thus, Penny Flame walks offstage with a torn award envelope, having flubbed a line during her presentation. Carmen Hart catches an air-grape, Kirsten Price laughs out loud, and Dana DeArmond gets shut out. We get the feeling we know something.

But many of the photos don't say too much. The reader is left with the same sexy/innocuous poses (except clothed this time) as on porn boxcovers. In these cases the performers seem interchangeable. This is, of course, the difference between stars and everyone else.

As a document, "Naked Ambition" is valuable; two years can see a lot of changes, especially in a business with such a high turnover. Thus there's Missy Monroe before her pregnancy, Tina Tyler in a brief punk period, and Jenna Jameson at the beginning of her current incarnation.

Grecco devotes an appropriate amount of space to fringe elements of the porn industry (like clowns, midgets, Michelle Aston, and the aged), but to his credit, everyone gets the same treatment. His coverage of the gay side has fewer notes in it, like fashion photography that is less porny than the rest of the book, but again, Grecco says he treated the subjects like a beat reporter.

My favorite photos are ones that appear to be in the middle ground between staged and casual. Among these are portraits of Lexington Steele, Cousin Stevie, Charlotte Stokely, and Yasmin Taylor.

"The idea of the book is that it is a journalistic document using the portrait photography and still photography," Grecco said. And to a degree, letting the subjects do the work lets the photographer off the hook, but he's still the guy framing the shot.

So if you come away from "Naked Ambition" with the feeling that there are only a few people in the porn business worthy of being called "stars", you know they feel that way, too.

Previously: Mary Carey hosts a happening, Art on his sleeve
See also: Michael Grecco, Naked Ambition

Labels: art, avn, fotos, WGL

posted by Gram the Man at Monday, October 08, 2007 | 1 Comments Links to this post

Here is Tristan Taormino watching a blowjob being performed in Tristan Taormino's Expert Guide to Oral Sex #2: Fellatio. Her posture is laudable.

Read more after the gap.



Here is Dave Cummings watching sex being had in the latest Screw My Wife, Please movie. If he didn't have the option of a railing to lean on, he'd probably be sitting up straight, too. After all, he was in the military.


















With the previous two photographs I was left thinking, "Well I know why two of those people are there..."

Here is director Roy Karch giving pointers to Darryl Hannah. The Karch photo was taken on the set of his movie Night Shift Nurses: Escort Service.

I told you it was a small gallery.

Previously: Night Shift Nurses - sweat lodge; Tristan Taormino's House of Ass

Labels: "roy karch", darryl hannah, dave cummings, fotos, MILF, tristan taormino

posted by Gram the Man at Thursday, October 04, 2007 | 0 Comments Links to this post

Photographer Justice Howard and designer Jim Koch have put together Toys Kill, an exhibit featuring her photographs, many featuring interesting takes on the more glam members of the adult industry, and his toy designs, which will turn your children Evil, and thus better suited to deal with the world.

The show runs from October 6 to October 31 at Meltdown Comics on Sunset Blvd.

Read more after the gap.



As you can imagine, it is shocking to think that artists might try to tart up their gallery exhibitions with painted and PVC-clad, burlesque-dancing pinup women and gender benders - after all, Norman Rockwell didn't do it - but that is just what will go down at Saturday's opening reception.

Fetish performers Victoria Vengeance and Diamondback Annie will be working the opening, which runs from 7-10 p.m.

It is depressing to think the art world has devolved to a point that I would need to see the gyrations of Victoria Vengeance in order to appreciate Howard's erotic photography. Well, maybe there'll be cheese there.

The event is free, but sales proceeds from Toys Kill will benefit the Children of the Night Foundation (no relation to Ronnie James Dio), a non-profit seeking to rescue girls and boys from
prostitution.

Meltdown Comics is located at 7522 Sunset Blvd. in Los Angeles.

Previously: Operation Desert Stormy party art; It's hard to be a Pornsaint in the city; Mary Carey hosts a happening
See also: Justice Howard, Jim Koch, Meltdown Comics

Labels: art, events, fetish, fotos, jim koch, justice howard

posted by Gram the Man at Tuesday, October 02, 2007 | 0 Comments Links to this post