on may 21st @ 1pm i am having a very special event @ ANTEBELLUM

RED SOLDOLSKY was the owner of
BAROQUE BOOKS from 1972 til it's closing, (and red's death) in 1998.
red & baroque books were a meeting place for hollywood literati and writers now historic like charles bukowski and henry miller.
what was once the storefront of baroque books is now ANTEBELLUM GALLERY!


Linda Lee Bukowski, Rafael FJ Alvarado, Iris Berry, Neeli Cherkovski, Lorraine Perrotta, Arnie Stodolsky & Z



also a special screening by John Dullaghan, (director of the Charles Bukowski documentary)


unseen footage of Red shot for the film- approx 15 minutes

MARCH 21ST, 2011 - RED'S 95TH, (posthumous) BIRTHDAY



followed by happy hour!

no host bar in gallery tea garden


@ the moment is- SAMUELE VISENTIN


for all my fellow tea enthusiasts, i bring you the-

these beautiful very limited edition set of tea cups are created with two of my iconic images of tony ward.

they will be premiered along with my hand-blend tea appropriately called- MR. WARD, (a fine blend of assam & osmanthus flowers)
on april 21st, @ RIVERA & RIVERA GALLERY




now read it and please comment!-

“Power Bottoming,” The Most Disturbing New Trend in American Homosexuality

As Christians, the horrors of homosexuality remind us of our humanity and the great demands that God asks of us. We must remember that one day we will sit before the judgment seat and our worst acts will be brought to the fore. We will also be asked to account for our fellow man, our brothers and our fathers, our sons and our fellow Americans. One recalls that moment when God asked Cain about Abel, and Cain’s fateful reply, “Am I my brother’s keeper?” Now more than ever we need to be the best brothers’ keepers we can be.

Within this perplexing set of spiritual responsibilities, it is vital that we fight vigilantly against the worst humanitarian disasters surrounding us. To do this, we need to educate ourselves. Sometimes this is difficult. Sometimes this is a realm only for the strong and mature. As we here today take a step into an offensive and demeaning corner of homosexual activity, I can earnestly say that now is one of those moments.

Sodomy. It is a vile word. God justly describes it as in an “abomination” worthy of destruction in both Genesis and Ezekiel. Medically, human sodomy is defined as penetration of the human anus by a foreign object. For homosexuals, this means one male inserts his erect phallus between the buttocks of another male and inserts it quite deeply. He will then proceed to pull his member almost all the way out before violently poking it back in again. This rectal trespass causes indescribable pain. Pharmacy products and even saliva can be used to lubricate the robust activity, although many gays prefer to go without for that “rough and nasty” feeling.

Within the homosexual element, there is a group called the “power bottomers.” The power bottomer is not just an expert at sodomy; he is singularly dedicated to this sexual assault and will entertain no other. Simply put, it is the only way he will achieve ejaculatory gratification. Recently, power bottoming has moved out of the shadows from a perverse psychological dilemma to a full-blown cultural trend with shamelessly vocal adherents. These types of sodomites delight in their lack of carnal dimensionality and spend much of their free time seeking out a mate who can balance their “queer” equation.

The homosexual will exhibit himself in three basic positions for power bottoming:

• Standing against a wall with one’s exposed buttocks swaying out. This is most often employed in public restrooms and gym showers.

• Kneeling face down with one’s hands on the floor and the glutinous maximums gesturing upwards. Convenient for abandoned warehouses and private sadomasochistic “dungeons.”

• Lying on one’s back with hind legs in the air. Most often occurring in a domestic setting (such as the bedroom), this posture allows for the deepest form of homosexual penetration.

In urban homosexual vernacular, the male penetrator may be a “total top” or “100% top.” “Versatile,” another expression in this lexicon of filth, is gay code for a man who pretends to be a well-endowed penetrator in public, but readily begs to be the recipient of sodomy in the bedroom or alleyway. Any hint that a potential partner is a “versatile” will scare off a power bottom on the hunt, and he will move deeper into the bushes of a public park or on to the urinals at the local disco to seek his prey.

Although leaders of the homosexual community would be loath to admit it, the gay male penetrator top is quite elusive. Attempting to classify him by clothing/body/character types is next to impossible. Because of his rarity, the phrase “power top” has no credibility in gay slang.

Experts have noted that the power bottom has changed the traditional submissive/dominant dynamic of the homosexual copulation ritual. In this new environment, the bottom takes on the role of the aggressor/hunter, prowling leather bars and anonymous wesbites for a most vigorous backside invasion possible. The top penetrator is submissive in this delicate game, letting the “bossy bottom” purchase him expensive cocktails and pay carfare. They may wear specially colored scarves and exhibit chest hair to communicate what role they intend to play in this disgusting, fast-paced action. Most often, the bottom can be identified by his bearded face, sarcastic flippancy and very tight slacks (to show off the buoyancy of his buttocks).

The power bottom is unrepentant about his effeminate behavior, eschewing any discussion of the immorality of anal violation. This is not to say this type is quiet. Indeed, most are overly loquacious during a physical encounter, cooing then demanding, snarling and then shouting. One clinician has likened it to bearing witness to a veritable convention of Tourette’s sufferers, a shower of relentless profanity and human fluids that sickens as well as fascinates.

Over time, the power bottom will come to be defined by his rectum. His anus will become a sort of personal occultic shrine, a thing he cares for constantly, pampering it with talc, deep cleaning its pipes and even whitening its ruddiness through medical procedures (see my report on anal bleaching). He will spend night and day thinking of the reproductive organs of his past and future conquests, memorizing girth and length, curvature and angularity, foreskin and stamina. He will view illicit pornographic films and linger in public toilets. As this sad predilection overtakes him, family and friends will be cast aside as he seeks out even larger phalluses to fulfill his accursed needs. And each and every time he sits down, whether it be at the office or church, he will think of the foulest acts of sex.

When broken down by race, ethnobiologists have found that the vast majority of power bottoms are Caucasian or light-skinned Latins. Whether because of hereditary endowment or social stigma, many blacks prefer the role of penetrator. Few studies have been done on the significance of anal sex among Asian homosexual males, though anecdotal evidence suggests it is quite rare. This is surprising, given the fact that Asian heterosexual females engage in sodomistic intercourse far more often than their white female counterparts. This statistical anomaly could be explained by the fact that a growing number of white male/Asian female couples exist and that they have been introduced to the act of anal intimacy through atheism and transsexual pornography. The number of white males who are sodomizing Asian females may also account for the large number of white males being sodomized in male-on-male encounters, for there is a strong overlap of white males who date Asian females and white males who pursue homosexual acts. Indeed, ethnographers have not yet classified the white male who is characterized by this dualistic nature– appearing publicly with Asian women and privately being anally raped by groups of Latin or black males. Experience has shown, however, that this growing subset of the American population may pose moral and societal risks for future generations and it is vital that today’s Christians take note of this outrageous trend.




SID VICIOUS, 10 May 1957 - 2 February 1979) was an English musician best known as the bassist of the influential punk rock group Sex Pistols.

Sid Vicious was born John Simon Ritchie in Lewisham South East London to John and Anne Ritchie (née McDonald). His mother dropped out of school early due to a lack of academic success and went on to join the RAF, where she met her husband-to-be, Ritchie's father. His father was a guardsman at Buckingham Palace and a semi-professional trombone player on the London Jazz scene. Shortly after John's birth, he and his mother moved to the island of Ibiza, where they expected to be joined by John's father, who was supposed to support the family financially until he joined them; however, after the first few pay cheques never arrived, Anne realised that he would not be coming. Anne later married Christopher Beverley, a middle-class man in 1965, before setting up a family home back in Kent.
John's stepfather died six months later from cancer and, by 1968 John and his mother were living in a rented flat in Tunbridge Wells, where he attended Sandown Court School. In 1971, the pair moved to Hackney in East London.

John was given the nickname "Sid Vicious" by John Lydon (known as Johnny Rotten), after Lydon's pet hamster, Sid. The hamster had bitten Ritchie, who said that "Sid is really vicious!"
The animal was described by Lydon as "the softest, furriest, weediest thing on earth." At the time, Ritchie was squatting with Lydon, Jah Wobble, and John Gray, and the four were colloquially known as "The Four Johns".

According to John Lydon, the two of them would often busk for money with Sid playing the tambourine. They would play Alice Cooper covers, and people gave them money to be quiet. Once a man gave them "three bob" (three shillings, i.e. 15p in decimal currency) and they all danced.

Vicious began his musical career in 1976 as a member of The Flowers of Romance along with former co-founding member of The Clash Keith Levene (who later co-founded John Lydon's post-Pistols project Public Image Limited) and Palmolive and Viv Albertine, who would later form The Slits. He appeared with Siouxsie and the Banshees, playing drums at their notorious first gig at the 100 Club Punk Festival in London's Oxford Street. According to members of The Damned, Vicious, along with Dave Vanian, was considered for the position of lead singer for The Damned but failed to show up for the audition.

Before joining the band, Vicious had associations with The Bromley Contingent, the fashion avant garde that followed the Sex Pistols. According to various publications (such as the biography England's Dreaming by John Savage) and films (namely The Filth and the Fury) Vicious was asked to join the group after Glen Matlock's departure in February 1977 due to his being present at every gig. Manager Malcolm McLaren once claimed "if Johnny Rotten is the voice of punk, then Vicious is the attitude."

McLaren also said in person and in a documentary that if he'd met Vicious before he had hired Rotten to be the singer, Vicious would have been the Sex Pistols front man, because he had the most charisma of anyone on that stage. Alan Jones described Vicious as "[having] the iconic punk look (...) Sid, on image alone, is what all punk rests on." His nails would be painted in a sloppy manner with purple nail polish.

Vicious played his first gig with the Pistols on 3 April 1977 at the The Screen On The Green in London. His debut was filmed by Don Letts and appears in Punk Rock Movie. In November 1977, Vicious met American groupie Nancy Spungen. Both the group and Vicious visibly deteriorated during their 1978 American tour. The Pistols broke up in San Francisco after their concert at the Winterland Ballroom on 14 January 1978. With Spungen acting as his "manager", Vicious embarked on a solo career during which he performed with musicians including Mick Jones of The Clash, original Sex Pistols bassist Glen Matlock, Rat Scabies of The Damned and the New York Dolls' Arthur Kane, Jerry Nolan, and Johnny Thunders. Vicious performed the majority of his performances at Max's Kansas City and drew large crowds.

On the morning of 12 October 1978, Vicious claimed to have awoken from a drugged stupor to find Nancy Spungen dead on the bathroom floor of their room in the Hotel Chelsea in Manhattan, New York. She had suffered a single stab wound to her abdomen and appeared to have bled to death. The knife used had been bought by Vicious on 42nd Street and was identical to a collector's knife given to punk rock vocalist Stiv Bators of the Dead Boys by Dee Dee Ramone.

Vicious was arrested and charged with her murder. He said they had fought that night but gave conflicting versions of what happened next, saying, "I stabbed her, but I didn't mean to kill her. I loved her, but she treated me like shit", then saying that he did not remember and at one point arguing Spungen had fallen onto the knife.

On October 22, ten days after Spungen's death, Vicious attempted suicide by slitting his wrist and subsequently became a patient at Bellevue Hospital. He was charged with assault after an altercation with Todd Smith (singer Patti Smith's brother) at a Skafish concert. Vicious was arrested December 9, 1978 and sent to Rikers Island prison for 55 days. He was released on bail on February 1, 1979.

Bail was originally set at $50,000. However, after court hearings and work from his lawyer, it was lowered.Malcolm McLaren, the Sex Pistols' manager, worked to raise money, and the bond was eventually covered by Virgin Records.

On the evening of 1 February 1979, a small gathering to celebrate Sid's having made bail was held at the 63 Bank St. New York Apartment of his new girlfriend, Michelle Robinson, whom he had started dating the day he got out of Bellevue Hospital the previous October. Vicious was clean, having been on a detoxification methadone program detoxed from heroin during his time at Rikers Island. However, at the dinner gathering, his mother (who was once a registered addict herself had some heroin delivered, against the wishes of Sid's girlfriend. The person who delivered it, Peter Kodick, came and stayed for a while. Vicious overdosed at midnight that night but everyone who was there that night worked together to get him up and walking around in order to revive him. At 3am Sid and Michelle Robinson went to bed together. Vicious was discovered dead late the next morning. An autopsy confirmed that Vicious died from an accumulation of fluid in the lungs that was consistent with heroin overdose. A syringe, spoon, and heroin residue were discovered near the body. It was theorized that he had injected himself with an excess of the nearly 80%-pure heroin.

A few days after Vicious' cremation, his mother found a suicide note in the pocket of his jacket:
We had a death pact, and I have to keep my half of the bargain. Please bury me next to my baby in my leather jacket, jeans and motorcycle boots. Goodbye.
Nancy was buried in a Jewish cemetery and Vicious, who was not Jewish, could not be buried with her. According to the book Please Kill Me: The Uncensored Oral History of Punk by Legs McNeil and Gillian McCain, Vicious' mother scattered his ashes over Nancy's grave.


model-Alexsander Freitas





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MODEL- LUIZO VEGA- barcelona/antebellum corespondent
& soilder to rick castro


classic to end all classics.
the original FRANKENTEIN, (1931)
starring boris karloff, directed by james whale.