Exploding Red State Noggins For Over Thirty Years
Posted on February 13th, 2010 by HTML Mencken
Ladiez and gentz, I give you Exotic Adrian Street, polymath and genius (ya rly!), who writes his own songs, applies his own make-up, and totally kicks ass. In later years his schtick was copied by less talented people, but he was the original article, the Bruno of wrestling, the one heel guaranteed to inspire wazzit-omg-BLARG-AIIIIEEE paroxysms in whatever venue, but especially in the South where he long ruled.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8bhLK6XPKCs
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iNBOWLP7rrk
Now, there’s a blast from the past.
Gorgeous George.
Eh, it’s not the same, Substance. GG was way before my time but I always took him to be more of a Flair or Buddy Landell type, more conceited and foppish than flamingly gay.
I thought George was about as far as you could get for the time, but maybe I’m wrong. Woulda been something to see Liberace wrestle…
You’re probably right. With GG, I’m just going by reputation, by what I heard from older ppl when I was a kid; I never saw him wrestle. Adrian I used to watch on Saturday mornings in Memphis.
“There’s Something Very Strange About a Cowboy” is gonna be in my head forever.
Pro wrestler, movie star, and Billboard high ranking rap album selling John Cena. And then some.
What wicked flamboyance! Is that guy really from the south? He sounds an awful lot like Ian Dury. Uncanny, in fact.
No, he’s a Welshman. But he practically lived in the South in the 80’s, because that was the place to be if you wrestled.
Gorgeous George was about halfway between Ric Flair and Adrian Street. Arrogant, conceited and convinced of his overall superiority but not ghey. More of a metrosexual rassler rather than Flair’s wild-eyed good ol’ boy.
I saw Adrian Street rassled Dirty Dutch Mantel at the Tupelo High School gym in ’84 or so. Street won and I’m amazed he got out of that place alive.
That’s better than an ‘I saw the Beatles’ story any day Matt. I must be a year or two off from you guys, for me it was all about Ricky Steamboat and Superfly Jimmy Snooka.
Has anyone seen Adrian Street and Sarah Palin in the same room at the same time? It would be irresponsible not to speculate…
I only got to go two or three times to see the stuff in person because of my age. I do remember seeing Lawler, the Universal Heartthrob Austin Idol, and Handsome Jimmy Valiant beat Jimmy Hart’s Interns and somebody else in a loser leave town match. I think Lawler threw a fireball then, but maybe that was the previous Saturday morning on teevee.
I watched on Saturday mornings religiously. I lived through the whole Kaufman thing… looking back, it was ripe for a sociological study. It’s rare in the South to find something in which little 80 year old black women will be sitting right next to 30something burly rednecks and both of them are screaming the same thing: “Piledrive that wimp Jimmy Hart”. Great stuff; the writing was incredible for its time; some of it has aged well, some not.
Matt, dude, did you get to see the Tupelo concession stand match in person? Cuz that would be, like, awesome.
Friends, my grandmother gave Gene Kiniski piano lessons. He is a gentleman who always visited when he came back to town.
Adrian Street was supposed to be one of the legit tough guys in wrestling.
Wowzers. Guess I really did miss the 80’s; never heard of him.
But he practically lived in the South in the 80’s, because that was the place to be if you wrestled.
And the South is remarkably tolerant of flamboyant fags. I can’t be arsed to find, like, facts and citations and shit but I have ssen several studies that support the notion that the Southrons are more likely to acccept a flaming queen into their midst than a “str8 acting” homo.
Woulda been something to see Liberace wrestle…
Yes, but not something I would want to see.
I don’t remember any white-vs-black racism in Memphis wrestling. I mean, sure, there were stereotypes: the black guy in the Bruise Brothers was named “Pork Chop”, but this is no worse than making eleventy-thousand lb Giant Frazier wear hillbilly overalls and go by the name “Plowboy”.
The groups that did get it racistly were those uncommon in the South (or, at least, the Memphis area) at that time: Asians and Eastern Europeans. Tojo Yamamoto and the Jarrets got into a feud in which Tojo and his charges were called “sneaky Japs”, a line right out of the 1940s; and I remember Jimmy Cornette (who was like the Memphis version of Lord Snot) making a big deal about it when Steve O came to town: “Steve O’s real name is Olsonovski! Bwahahaha Steve O is a POLOCK Bwahahaha!” Also, anyone allegedly Russian was a heel, but that was just cuz of the Cold War.
The fact is, when we ride in the Heartland, we ride the WHITE horse.
The original Bruno
…during his career he had never lost a Steel Cage match.. NEVER!!!!!
And none of that gay stuff. Too.
There’s a pretty amazing PRO-Obama rant of Jim Cornette’s on Youtube, 10+ minutes of froth.
It’s rare in the South to find something in which little 80 year old black women will be sitting right next to 30something burly rednecks and both of them are screaming the same thing: “Piledrive that wimp Jimmy Hart”.
Funny… united by a mutual hate.
I was never into professional wrestling, but I enjoyed the company of women who were. Bearing a slight, superficial resemblance to “Stone Cold” Steve Austin worked to my advantage with a certain type of woman.
Aww, B⁴ *I* think yer kinda kewt.
Hmmm. Just now thought about B⁴ in a different way; the way I have also thought about the fur B’s: Bach Beethoven, Brahms, Brubeck. Also. And such as.
the four B’s as well.
Aww, B? *I* think yer kinda kewt.
Thanks- it must be the glossy pate.
The Four Bs.
There is a fifth B.
Here’s Cornette a-talkin’ ’bout the Prez & right-wing wrasslers.
Jesus gawdamn fucking Christ on a cracker already, STOP THIS SHIT:
Look into it, already!!
Tried five times to post the above, then sent an angry email to “All at Contact.”
After the email it worked just fine, but only because I’d copied it.
(Thanks, jim! Never thought such a thing could happen to ME, but glad I took your advice.)
Also: Been listening to Bruno Sammartino do the color analysis for UWF matches re-run from the late ’80s on ESPNClassic Mondays at 2000 PT.
His lisp &/or loose dentures make him one sibilant mo-fo.
This guy should have been in Deadwood.
Jesus gawdamn fucking Christ on a cracker already, STOP THIS SHIT
Same thing happened to me last night.
Apropos of totally NOTHING I did. It just happened – when I had cheerfully gotten through comments just minutes earlier.
I swear. It’s Obama’s fault.
“There is a fifth B.”
Buttsecs?
P. U.: Yes, I even confirmed that the S,N! cookie was there. Who knows from the Javashit, but ….
As it says, after several tries it’s not our fault!
This FNORD comment is a POOP test. Don’t tell WP but I’m setting a devious and dastardly trap. Shhhhh. POOP. Also.
FNORDs are the POOP of liberal fascism.
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Don’t try this at home, folks, I am a trained professional….
Woulda been something to see Liberace wrestle
I always thought Liberace was straight just because nobody could be THAT gay.
It aint you. It’s the php (hypertext preprocessor) having hiccups.
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The only thing you can do is let out a hearty FYWP
I wonder if he was ever in the military.
Also, POOP.
There went 83 seconds of my life that I will never get back, EVER!
Does CuteOverload cure this…..Is Thers gonna get involved, the Editors?
I currently possess what might pass as a “thousand yard stare” right now….I fear that madness will follow.
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In 1987, in the wake of Liberace’s death from AIDS, the London Daily Mirror asked if it could have back the $53,000 US libel award the entertainer won from the paper more than 30 years earlier. The tabloid had called Liberace a “fruit-flavoured, mincing, ice-covered heap of mother love” in 1956.
From The AssPress.
WordPress doesn’t h8 everyone.
It’s just misunderstood.
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Sorry, have to be quick about this as the Ho is standing behind me, eager to get on with his pr0n snurfing. “After a long, hard day at work”, he adds.
Fried chicken. Simplicity itself except I poach the chicken parts in buttermilk then coat in seasoned flour and fry briefly, just for the crust. Mashie potate, sweet corn and buttermilk biscuits lightly drenched in butter and drizzled with a soupcon of honey.
Either one of them cheap whites, of which we have a veritable stack, or maybe some of that Widmer Hefeweizen we’ve been ignoring. I dunno, hafta see.
If I get around to it, (as in, If I’m not too spifflicated and gorged) I’ll make the ever popular and easy “saute pan popover” glazed with apricot (and maybe some lingonberry) jam and powdered sugar.
Bon appetit!
PeeJ,
Um, Herr Doktor and I both wonder how the hell you deal with the skin. ‘Cause chicken skin, poached, is like totally disgusting.
Other than that, it sounds damn fine. I was trying to figure out how to fix Grandma Etta Mae’s (don’t ask, folks, Etta was her nickname, things go right downhill from there) fried chicken recipe before WarriorBabyGirl demands some.
I have a couple of Trader Joe’s frozen salmon slabs defrosting in the refrigerator. It’s taking them so long I had to make a hamburger to tide me over.
Ate two pieces of French toast this morning. Drank a generic cola. That is all.
I bet coating in flour & the brief fry makes the poached skin tolerable.
Nuthin’ I like more than tolerable food.
Pls. don’t be intolerant.
Glad to see McG. is getting on the “You only need air” bandwagon.
Until the cheeseburger, I’d had a bagel & two strips of (thick cut, admittedly) bacon, + coffee. Lots of coffee. And have been awake since about 1000 PT, which is why I needed the coffee.
You can display CODE styles? This opens a whole new door to ASCII art.
I had some grapes and I warmed up one of those frozen organic burritos and fixed some espresso. Does that count as fine dining?
Mmm, organ meats!
I remember seeing Erich Frohlich wrassle Tor Kamada in Swift Current, Saskatchewan back when I was a tot … sadly I never got to see Mean Gene Kiniski kick ass & take names, although seeing him at the premiere for this crazy-ass thing kind of made up for that.
@Madame Toaster (though you philistines may also read along if you wish).
One of the difficult aspects of doing fried chicken well is in the heat management. Too hot: the coating burns well before the chix is cooked. Too cool: soaks up excessive fat (oil) delivering an untenable crust. Unfiveable. Untwoable. Even. And takes for fucking ever to cook. And tends to be messy. The method at hand largely removes all that from the equation.
Chicken skin, when braised, poached or otherwise cooked in moist environments (_coq au vin_ comes to mind) generally becomes, as you recognize, gummy and just plain nasty. The skin is also, as even the most philistinitic of you unwashed cretins may know, chock full of fat. EEeww! Get thee behind me FAT! And maybe some other nasty stuffs. Too. Therein, however and therefore not to mention thusly, lies the eternal, transcendant and absolute truth: dayum it tastes gud!
The frying stage using my method is short, due to the chix already being cooked and stuff. It is, none the less, long enough to restore interesting texture to the skin. And, due to the relatively brief immersion, less dependant on maintaing a narrow temperature range. I have, in past moments of madness, skinned the chix before dredging and frying. One can thusly obtain a texturally satisfying and reasonably tasty chicken part, but it just aint the same. Cuz the skin tastes gud!
Poaching in buttermilk (“Hungarian” buttermilk but that’s getting into arcana) lends the chiucken meat flavor and an exquisite tenderness. The separately spiced coating, with its contrasting texture and complementary but distinctively separate flavor makes a delightfully multidimensional culinary experience.
I offer this commentary response in the sincerest hope that it brings some some small improvement to your culinary life.
* N.B. (not to be confused with N__B): I blame Gavin for “inspiring” me to to excrete the execrable affectation above. He does it far better than I but I don’t take blame so Gavin is the fall guy.
While I’m ‘bene’ing ‘notal’lly, the bucephalus pun was indeed a pun too far. Fuck, even *I* eschewed that pun. And look at me, fer chrissake.
Also too: your mileage may vary, one must experiment to develop techniques that suit one’s own inclinations and tastes.
noen, the <code> tag does indeed work in this particular implemantation / flavor of WP. I experimented with ascii art here just the other day. The problem you will face is the treatment of spaces – even within the code tag, they will be rendered all fuckily.
Protip: edit the comment (the art piece) using a good text editor. “s /[space] \ / then paste into the comment box. I dunno what WP will do to the above so let me say it another way. Replace, ideallly using a text editor apart from your browser, the spaces in the graphic with the non-breaking space character ‘ampersand nbs;’
And leastly but not lastly, wait – strike that, reverse it – blame the gin for all errors typographical, grammatical, logical and existential. I need more gins.
Fascinating…why have I never seen the Glam Rock/Wrestling connection before?
Closing time. That means, “Get out!”
I haven’t laughed this hard in months. Thanks. I think I’ll make it thru the depression of winter.
That question just won the internets for the entire decade to come. Well done.
Hey!!! I’m the Dirty Fucking Hippy!!!!
This battle with Thers looks like it’s heading for Mutually Assured Corruption…
Land Your Dream Guy with the Four Bs
Poor Larry Johnson. He misheard this as the “Flowbees”…
Wowzers. Guess I really did miss the 80’s; never heard of him.
PeeJ, nearly every promotion had a copy of Adrian Street. The (then) WWF turned Adrian Adonis, a legitimate bad guy wrestler, into their version “Adorable Adrian,” albeit not nearly as, you know, out there.
The only thing I could add to PeeJ’s excellent explanation of buttermilk fried chicken is this. To really deep fry at home one needs an outdoor fry station. The best home stove hoods are not able to deal with the food oil aerosol from frying food at the right temperature. Hence your kitchen and home in general get a fine coating of cooking oil making general cleaning difficult. (Fine coatings of cooking oil are fine for Smut I’m sure, but … )
Outside one can use a cajun cooker or other propane blowtorch to fry food correctly and crisply while not turning one’s home into a chippy. Just my dos centavos, carry on PeeJ.
Do I need to mention that I know fuck-all about wrestling?
Oh yeah, the menu here, blackened mahi-mahi, creamed spinach with fresh picked shitakes (thanks Santa!), a salad with avocado, artichoke hearts and more mushrooms and a pilau.
It says in that Wikipedia article that he married his longtime manager, who is a woman. So he’s not really gay. So his whole persona was just kind of trivializing the gay experience in the 20th century? You guys think that’s cool, I guess?
Professional wrestling is basically soap opera for men.
Concern troll is concerned.
In the 50’s there was
Ricky Starr portrayed a ballet-dancing acrobatic
wrestler with gay overtones and getting it over
everywhere as a babyface!
# Ricky Starr was a legitimate ballet dancer
http://rickystarr.blogspot.com/2008/08/gay-bit-who-can-you-beat.html
Land Your Dream Guy with the Four Bs
Hey, I’m really easy to please, no need to read this article.
I love how the concern troll thinks that Monsieur Sweet “trivialized the gay experience of the 20th century”. As a straight liberal guy who likes to fight, I think it’s hilarious that a “feminine” man was traveling the South, manhandling yahoos. The best part is that Cletus, Earl, and Zeke all knew, in their heart of hearts, that Sweet could have crushed them if they had acted on their hateful instincts.
The real thing that chaps trolly’s ass is that Sweet trivialized the southern white male experience of the 20th century.
Re-reading my last comment, I (of course), exempt such worthy liberal southern males as Pere Ubu, El Cid, and Matt T. from the blanket statement I have made. I was talking about the “firehose, attack dog, noose, burning cross, and poll tax” brigade that seemed to dominate the sociopolitical live of the 20th century South.
Wow, man, the troll really doesn’t get it. Glam was the focal point of male bisexuality and expression. Icons like David Bowie and Freddy Mercury where an outpouring of across-the-boundaries sexuality. Similarly the times and a lot of the movements of the times played off the idea of feminine men, or more accurately androgynous men and women and the exploration of gender diversity. Super macho male performers dressed up in feminine high fashion (hair metal bands like Twisted Sister, Kiss, Motley Crue), feminine girly girls chopped their hair short and wore clothes that hid their breasts.
Wouldn’t go back if you paid me, but what they did helped move things in the underground culture from a non-gender-conforming means full out fag to the wonderful diversity we have today.
So, no, speaking on behalf of the queer community, Adrian Street marrying a woman doesn’t make his kick-ass gender-bending somehow non-revolutionary. It doesn’t even necessarily make him non-queer as he could easily have been bi.
In many ways, his being straight would be the biggest statement of all, because the point of the persona is that the toxic masculinity wherein one is ripping oneself free of anything feminine in order to be a “real man” is bullshit and one can still be a “real man” even if one is a giant flouncing fop so one might as well be true to one’s self rather than twisting up your persona just to retain some fictional masculinity points.
Or as his philosophical successors would note in a later era: “Real men wear skirts”.
way OT but I just discovered this site full of comedy gold.
Wow, man, the troll really doesn’t get it.
As interesting as the rest of your comment was, and it was, you really could have stopped right there.
Glam was the focal point of male bisexuality and expression. Icons like David Bowie and Freddy Mercury where an outpouring of across-the-boundaries sexuality.
Cuz David Bowie totally married an ugly man….
My favorite androgynous band was the NY Dolls. Now those were guys who could wear lingerie!
Tim Curry. Also.
But not Garry (sic) Glitter, cuz I don’t support that kind of behavior.
Professional wrestling is basically soap opera for men.
It really is. As silly as the “stories” are, wrestling stories can often make them pale by comparison. It’s interesting to see that, as wrestling has become more and more mainstream, there’s been less and less wrestling on the programs.
Troll, it’s very subversive (and funny) for a wrestler to stymie his opponents by threatening to kiss them. Is there anything else I can help you with?
Also, I don’t know that the main audience for wrestling is men. In my experience the most rabid fans have been women.
My latest skeletal reaper just died unpoetically and with all the rich shit here a skeletal reaper story would make my month. He fought that lobotomized parasitic catfish but couldn’t last. I blame the batty gatling gun.
O, those skeletal reapers make such wonderful pets. My condolences, Substance.
….of course, you’re such a bastard that he will probably show up in a recipe this afternoon
Literal Creed
My latest skeletal reaper
Creed merged with My Chemical Romance????
Poop is never OT so I will submit this steaming pile of poop from my local daily fascist fish wrap.
http://www.rep-am.com/articles/2010/02/14/opinion/466741.txt
“Voodoo journalism: Hours after the earthquake struck Haiti last month, evangelist Pat Robertson, drawing on his traditional Judeo-Christian beliefs, blamed the tragedy on the “pact with the devil” he says the Haitians made in 1791 to secure their independence from France. Now, plate tectonics offers a more scientific explanation, but for saying what he believes, the Rev. Robertson came under unrelenting attack from “journalists,” TV talking heads and others for his “arrogance” and “ignorance.” On Wednesday, The Boston Globe had a front-page report on United Nations outreach to Haiti’s 60,000 priests “to help count the dead, tend to the injured, and soothe the psychologically damaged.” The article detailed how religion promotes respect for elders and ancestors and “a fervent love of family and community,” through animal sacrifice and rituals involving human skulls and voodoo dolls. Yes, these are voodoo priests, but their religion gets all the respect in the world because of the tenets of another religion: the church of diversity and multiculturalism.”
Hmm, where did they get this “a fervent love of family and community,” through animal sacrifice and rituals involving human skulls and voodoo dolls.”‘ from? Lets see what Google has to say.
(Link to Boston Globe article.)
http://www.boston.com/news/world/latinamerica/articles/2010/02/10/haiti_calls_upon_voodoo_priests_for_help/
MARIANI, Haiti – To the outside world, their faith has long been shrouded in mystery, ministering as much to the dead as the living, and associated with images of animal sacrifices and human skulls.
I don’t want to bore you guys but I have been reading this shite for 25 years and although little known outside of Connecticut, I think they rank in the Great Pantheon of Disingenius Stupid.
Fine coatings of cooking oil are fine for Smut I’m sure, but …
Evidently I need to check our bedroom for bugs.
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