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Darren Criss talks to MTV about playing guitar, and playing gay. He’s definitely got the speech down, and says he has no intimacy issues with playing gay. Since it’s Glee, we won’t have to test that theory, True Blood-style. I tease!
Kate Walsh is pimping something about a “boyfriend in a box” fragrance. So Ellen gave her a smell test with some models, to see if she could recognize her own scent. It’s not a bad gig if you can get it.
The trailer for the sword-and-sandals movie The Eagle presents Channing Tatum exploring his slave relationship with Jamie Bell. Until the tables are turned. Nope, not a bit of homoerotic subext in the trailer. Not a bit. Nope.
Here’s the sneak peek of next week’s Glee, with Gwyneth Paltrow bringing fun back to the glee club. Which is really interesting, because “fun” isn’t something I’ve ever associated with Gwyneth Paltrow.

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A string of murders in Jefferson Parish in the last several days have involved pimps, prostitutes, drug dealers and other criminals, says Jefferson Parish Sheriff Newell Normand. The sheriff told WWL First News today that the people involved in these crimes were no strangers to the underworld.
Sheriff Newell Normand says victims in recent killings, like over the weekend at a carnival in Marrero, were people with a criminal history.
“The victim in this case is someone who is known to us. We’ve had issues with him in the past,” said Sheriff Normand. “Pretty much everybody that was shot out there has a fairly lengthy criminal record.”
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“The two gentleman in the car — that’s a loose term, for these guys — are known drug dealers and pimps,” Sheriff Normand said. “Basically they follow the convention market around the country and when there’re certain conventions in town, they come to town and bring their prostitutes with them.”

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It’s 1917 in the middle of Mardi Gras. Just two blocks from the French Quarter is Storyville, the red light district of New Orleans with its saloons, gambling joints and brothels. Louis Armstrong, Ma Rainey and Jelly Roll Morton are creating the unique sound of American jazz and this is the place to hear it.
Set in the bawdy “Mulligan’s Saloon and Cabaret Club,” this musical will ignite the stage with music duels between two kings of the jazz trumpet and sizzling dance numbers.
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Butch is forced into a high-stakes boxing match that leads to a street brawl. The Department of the Navy shuts down the Storyville red light district forever, forcing the musicians, their culture and their music to roll north up the river, spreading the new sound and energy of jazz music across the heart of American culture.

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My exhibition was hung in a defunct (or so we thought) funeral home in the Treme, on Rampart Street, and the opening was attended by my friends and a great many citizens of New Orleans. It was a wondrous swirl of conversation, music and joy — the community of people who lived there were in attendance and enjoying the art and the goodwill of all of these interlopers from all around the globe. My friends John Boutte, Paul Sanchez and LeRoy Jones provided the music — heartfelt, raucous, bawdy and soulful in equal measure and I learned a lesson about community and who I wanted to be in the world.
There was no surrender in these people at all. New Orleans had experienced furious loss on an inhuman scale, and in every way culturally they were fighting their way back. I learned a salient lesson about the sanity and grace art-making and the presence of art can imbue in a culture. I never worried again about my “career,” and re-took art as my vocation, my calling. Careers are for guys who pimp stocks and insurance — not artists.

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Feinberg’s Gulf Coast Claims Facility has doled out $2 billion in emergency payments to 127,000 claimants since its inception Aug. 23, according to facility statistics. About 30,000 of those claims came in the past two days, Feinberg said. The filing deadline was midnight Tuesday.
“There’s never been anything like this in American history,” Feinberg said during a telephone conference.
The crisis began in April when the Deepwater Horizon rig exploded and sank about 50 miles off Louisiana’s coast, killing 11 crewmembers and unleashing the largest oil spill in U.S. history. BP leased the rig and is responsible under U.S. law for the spill’s cleanup, as well as compensating its victims.
Claimants to the emergency fund have included everyone from out-of-work shrimpers and oystermen to hoteliers, barkeeps and strip club owners who claim the spill sank their businesses. About 1,000 claims are suspected to be fraudulent and some of those have been turned over to the Justice Department, Feinberg said.

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Arts & Entertainment : Film Review Love & Other Drugs Directed by Edward Zwick Welcome to the Rileys Directed by Jake Scott Anne Hathaway’s smartass Parkinson’s patient; Kristen Stewart’s messy stripper By Tricia Olszewski on November 26, 2010
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But the daughter isn’t the only ghost haunting this story. At the very beginning of the film, Doug’s lover dies unexpectedly of a heart attack. When he visits her grave as well as that of his little girl, he notices that Lois took the liberty of buying tombstones for the two of them as well. It’s all too much for him to take, so when his business takes him to the Big Easy, he decides not to come home for a while. His reason isn’t another affair but Mallory (Stewart), a dancer/prostitute who reminds him of his daughter and, in his mind, is silently begging for salvation. (Mallory’s also got a dead mother. This is one mournful bunch.) So he moves into her squalid apartment—strippers, apparently, can’t live anywhere decent, nor comb their hair nor fix their makeup—and tries to clean up both the place and his surrogate daughter’s life.

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Into the red-light district of New Orleans, circa 1917, comes Butch “Cobra” Brown, a newly minted dreamer who’s given up on his prizefighting past, taken up the trumpet and plans on becoming the best horn player on the planet, never mind the Big Easy. What goes down on his quest is anything but easy, and that’s the story of “Storyville,” the lusty and vivacious musical written in the late ‘70s by Ed Bullins with music and lyrics by Mildred Kayden (both were in attendance opening night). The show has been revised by director Ken Page for the San Diego Repertory Theater.
But Butch’s isn’t the only story. There’s sultry singer Tigre Savoy, who croons for a living at one of Storyville’s houses of prostitution while yearning for a better life for herself and her little boy, Georgie. There’s Hot Licks Sam, the perennial king of horn players in Storyville, who feels the uneasy weight of his crown when Butch arrives and, more deeply, the shame and anger sel …

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Based on the autobiography of Gypsy Rose Lee (1911 – 1970), the legendary queen of the burlesque strip tease, Gypsy is a performance with music by Jules Stein and lyrics by Stephen Sondheim.
Ethel Merman played Mama Rose in the original Broadway production, which made its premiere in 1959. Over the years, a variety of actresses have essayed the role—on film, both Rosalind Russell and Bette Midler played the ultimate stage mother with dreams of a life in show business for her two daughters. In Nyack, Marian McCabe graces the Elmwood stage as Mama Rose, and brings a complex, yet human touch to the role. Although Mama may be misguided, her love for her children is real.
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The strippers, by far, are a sight to be seen. Katie Miller, clad in a gladiator’s outfit, would certainly melt the heart of Ben-Hur, particularly when she bumps and grinds to the musical accompaniment of her horn. Liane Garzia, dressed as the Empire State building, has the lights of this world famous skyscraper illuminate in all the strategic places on her costume. Tanya Garzia, who plays Tessie Tura, is supported by butterflies who flap their wings in all her significant areas, as well.

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… Storyville” centers on Butch “Cobra” Brown (tough but funny Alvester Martin III), a celebrated boxer who has hung up his gloves in a bid to rekindle his love for playing trumpet. He quickly is liberated of the horn (people in Storyville will “steal sugar out of coffee and wet out of water,” as one of Bullins’ more memorable lines has it). But he gains a potential soul mate in Tigré Savoy (the sweetly steely Natalie Wachen), a torch singer who works the local brothel.
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Performances are strong throughout, but two near show-stealers are Victor Morris, who sings with a satisfying Satchmo gravel (and plays some mean trumpet) as Hot Licks Sam; and Chondra Profit, a fount of amusing attitude as the lady of the night Fifi (the play puts something of a gloss on prostitution). Also memorable: Leigh Scarritt as the sharp-tongued madam Countess Willie; DeBorah Sharpe-Taylor as the juju-peddling priestess Mama Cecelyn; and young Tahj Myers as Tigré’s trumpet-loving son Georgie.

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Hunter’s Blind is a combination of the fairy tale of Little Red Riding Hood and an account of the horrors of Gilles de Rais, a French knight and child murderer. Pandora Gastelum and the Mudlark Puppeteers created an impressive collection of puppets and props and the show makes the most of the tiny space at the Mudlark Public Theatre. The story telling effects are brilliant. The story itself is dark beyond belief. The first two acts seem like an edgy Grimm’s tale, set in medieval France, but once the story enters de Rais’ castle, literally all existential hell breaks loose. It runs at the Mudlark (1200 Port St.) 7 p.m. Friday, 3 p.m. and 11 p.m. Saturday and 5 p.m. and 7 p.m. Sunday.
The Women of the House of Tu-Na is a one-woman show by New Yorker Nancy Eng. It’s a collection of monologues by women who work in a New York massage parlor, most of whom are sex workers. T …

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