“Like, yeah, a lot of people want me to be their gay best friend, I make a really good gay best friend. But I don’t like guys, so it confuses people. I do hair, and I’ll sit in the corner and knit. So it confuses people.” – Sanjaya proclaims his heterosexuality. I’m not confused. And I’m not convinced…
“Like, yeah, a lot of people want me to be their gay best friend, I make a really good gay best friend. But I don’t like guys, so it confuses people. I do hair, and I’ll sit in the corner and knit. So it confuses people.” – Sanjaya proclaims his heterosexuality. I’m not confused. And I’m not convinced.
When, oh when, will people learn? Let’s say photos of you having unprotected sex surfaced. Maybe you were embarrassed – especially since you’re touted as some sort of role model. You might issue a statement and hope that the whole thing blows over. What’s the absolute worst thing you could do? Threaten websites with a lawsuit if said photos aren’t removed. Your grounds would be an infringement on intellectual property, although clearly your ass doesn’t have the IQ necessary to require a condom for entrance. Everyone else might have buckled, but what you’d really do is push Billy Masters to reveal that your sexual partner in said photos was no long-term companion. He’s actually a companion for hire who does web porn out of his college dorm. The gay-for-pay topper Twittered the following fetching prose: “I’m doing a Live Cam show tomorrow evening for tuition money.” Charming.
Poor Farrah Fawcett couldn’t catch a break. Just as the world was learning of her passing, Michael Jackson up and died. Suddenly Farrah was old news. Everyone on Twitter started sharing MJ stories. Jane Fonda wrote, “He lived with me for a week on ‘Golden Pond’ set after ‘Thriller’.” Larry King (who scrapped a Farrah tribute to weigh in on Jackson) said, “I interviewed Michael Jackson when he was 12 and with the Jackson 5.” Cher called into “Larry King Live” and talked about going to see “Dreamgirls” with Jackson (presumably on Broadway). When Larry mentioned Farrah, Cher quipped, “This is a rough day for me.” Atta girl.
Recently, “Broadway Bares” was the place to be in NYC. The 19th edition of this annual flesh-filled fundraiser raised a record $808,819 for Broadway Cares/Equity Fights AIDS. Of course, little Nick Adams and his chiseled physique was center stage. But he wasn’t the lead. That honor fell to the equally scrumptious Daniel Reichard from “Jersey Boys.” Also notable in the hotness department were Travis Nesbitt, Marty Thomas and Spencer Liff (who seemed to be mighty cozy with Nick, by the by).
Adam Lambert is in a tizzy because demos he recorded a few years back are being releasing on CD. Obviously Hi Fi Recordings (ironically, the current studio of Melinda Doolittle) is capitalizing on Adam’s sudden fame. Obviously Lambert’s annoyed that someone is making money off him. But he was paid for the recording sessions and signed a release. What did he think? That this company was dishing out money for songs to sit on a shelf? The CD, “On With The Show,” will be released later this month and will contain 11 tracks – 9 of which were co-written by Lambert himself. Adam allegedly went to the studio last month to hear the finished mixes and was pleased with the results. We’ll run the first single, “Want” (which he did not write), on BillyMasters.com.
I must confess, I never paid much attention to Cristiano Ronaldo. He’s certainly hot, but I never really cared one way or the other about the sexy Portuguese soccer star with a penchant for taking off his shirt (you’d think he’d be rightup my alley). I certainly don’t believe that nude photo (which I’ll post on BillyMasters.com) is legit. But I was intrigued when I saw some recent snaps of him outside an LA club. He had a flower tucked behind his right ear and was wearing a pink hat. His explanation? “I can see why, if you weren’t comfortable with your sexuality, you might not wear it. But I’m very comfortable so it’s not a problem for me. Men wear pink these days. OK, not many men wear flowers, but it’s good to be different.” Last week we found out how comfortable he is – while in Las Vegas he was photographed lying poolside while some strange man rubbed his abs! Seems Cristiano needed a full-body massage, and this guy was willing to comply. I don’t get it, but I’ll post the pics.
Our “Ask Billy” question has been sitting in my inbox for a couple of months. Frankie in Chicago writes: “I saw ‘Il Divo and they are so hot – especially David Miller. Does he ever take his shirt off? Is he gay, or at least bi?”
I am not a fan of Il Divo, but I did know Miller during his pre-Divo, legit operatic career. He’s definitely a tall drink of water. He also is engaged to marry singer Joy Kabanuck next month, but that means very little to moi. However, back in 2004, Miller appeared in the Franco Zeffirelli production of “Rigoletto” in Parma, Italy. If you know Franco, you know he lives to get hot guys naked (check out the infamous dream sequence from his film of “Otello” – and turn on the AC!). Anyhoo, when the curtain came up, a bleached-blond Miller was there in a robe and the skimpiest loincloth seen on the operatic stage. He sings his first aria while cavorting with numerous nubile ladies – and shows quite a bit of athleticism. While he’s not entirely right for the role (and displays the girliest laugh this side of the Adriatic), I’m not gonna nitpick.