Month: May 2009

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Jimi Hendrix made a sex tape? I smell BULLSHIT

I just got done watching the “Jimi Hendrix sex tape ” dvd. I am sick to my stomach. This is NOT Jimi Hendrix. It is a very poor quality video of some unconscious black man. Two disgusting naked Women, presumably Russian from the looks of it, are TRYING to have sex with this lifeless man (he could very well be deceased who knows?) and the girls are looking into the camera most of the time. The man does not have any sort of erection whatsoever. He is LIFELESS and LIMP in every way possible. The DVD production company paid $10,000 EACH (to make it seem legit enough to sell) to Super Groupie Pamela Desbarres (only famous for fucking rock stars) and Cynthia Plaster Caster (only famous for making casts of Rock Star penises). These two bimbos are super enthusiastic after being paid to be, about this “definitely being Jimi’s cock! I would recognize it anywhere”.

“it’s NOT him!” https://www.stuff.co.nz/entertainment/394304/Jimi-Hendrix-in-sex-tape-scandal

This is so vile. Jimi is not around to defend his own honor so I am doing it for him. These to money hungry has-beens should be ashamed to ever show their face in public again.

The DVD/Production company “Vivid” is even worse, offering $100,000 to anyone who can prove it is NOT Jimi (which they know is impossible) but anyone with eyeballs can SEE it is NOT Jimi in the shitty video. Read: https://blabbermouth.net/news/jimi-hendrix-porn-tape-purveyors-issue-100k-challenge

Pamela can kiss my ass for throwing Jimi under the bus like this.

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Buck Cherry and other stuff

I just got home from massaging Josh Todd, singer of Buck Cherry . Such fun to massage him, he is grateful and even carried my heavy massage table out to my car after. NICE! They are in the area because they are playing tonight (May 15th) at Irving Plaza in NYC at a benefit to prevent Child Abuse. Good karma.

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John Lennon’s bloody clothes?

A New York exhibit centered around the life of John Lennon will feature a paper bag filled with the late singer's bloody clothes from the day of his death.

The exhibit also includes handwritten lyrics, guitars, the piano from his apartment, a pair of “his trademark wire-rimmed glasses,” and letters recounting his battle against deportation in the 70s.

Widow Yoko Ono, who said she feared “criticism” for the exhibit, also said, “I know it's a kind of a sad and very poignant kind of paradox, I think, that he loved this place so much and this where he was killed.”