The unexplainable. Mystery and Revelation. How civilization got this way.
Metaphysical wisdom and the alchemy of a good life. People who love to laugh out loud and have a great time.
Music
I love all music. Fond of classic country and 60's folk.Old school disco, Great female singers. New music.
Movies
Just a favored three:
" Ressurection", " Brewster McCloud", " Alice doesn't live here any more."
Television
Ugly Betty, Desperate Housewifes,Brothers and Sisters, Golden Girl reruns, King of the hill, Malcome in the middle, The Simpsons, Public TV. Bill Mayer, "Weeds", Food network.
Books
The entire works of Charles W. Leadbetter, Helena Patrova Blavatsky, Annie Besant and Hilda Charleton, All poetry. All work by Emily XYZ , Chi Chi Valenti and Penny Arcade.
Savannah Koop / J.T.Leroy
Heroes
Hilda Charleton, Dina Martina, Basil Twist, John LeClair. Yogi Ram Surat Kumar.
Bobby Miller's Details
Status:
In a Relationship
Orientation:
Bi
Hometown:
Washington DC
Religion:
Buddhist
Zodiac Sign:
Gemini
Smoke / Drink:
No / No
Children:
Love kids, but not for me
Bobby Miller's Companies
I.B.G. Publishing Provincetown, Massachusetts US Publisher
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About me: After living in NYC for 30 years I have retired to a semi quiet life on Cape Cod, where I have gotten more archiving and writing done in the last 5 years than I did in the thirty I lived in Manhattan.
People ask me if I miss New York..I say that the New York That I miss no longer exists so I can miss it from anywhere. I might as well live somewhere beautiful in that case.
My new photo book " A Downtown State of Mind" NYC 1973 - 1983 ( Ninety-nine black and white photos of the blank generation of that decade in NYC. With text by Terence Sellers. ) is now available at http://www.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/310348 I am also planning a re-release of "Fabulous! A Photographic Diary of Studio 54" and my new anthology " All Bobby all the time" of poetry, essays, short stories and monologues with illustrations and photos by a variety of underground artists and celebrities. Look for all of them here in 2008. And for release in time for Christmas 120 page photo book "Wigstock in Black & White: 1985 - 2005" available in the blurb bookstore at:
http://www.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/395798
My work as a writer has been published in several anthologies:
"Aloud: Voices from the Nuyorican poets cafe"
"Verses That Hurt: Pleasure and pain from The Poemfone Poets"
" The Outlaw Bible Of American Poets"
and my hard to find out of print self published poetry books /
" Benestrific Blonde"
" Rigamarole"
" Mouth Of Jane"
My work as a photographer has been published lots of places but I am best known for my book " Fabulous! A Photographic Diary Of Studio 54" now out of print but sometimes found on ebay and amazon.com
" My Life as I Remember it."
At two years old I whistled at the mail man
and set a pattern for years to come......
At four I danced in the sunshine of our front yard
an interpretive dance , to the Gods.
The neighbors swore I was retarded.....
.
At six I told my classmates that
I was from another galaxy light years away.,
Mrs.Jackson our first grade teacher
thought it nessacary to alert my parents.
By ten Mr.Grady the art teacher was alarmed
by the colors I chose to paint with; red,black and purple.
In junior high I was considered weird and neat
at the same time because I dressed funny
and my parents had tattoos and Harleys.
My ninth grade report card was all D's and F's
except for art and music class.
All written reports from the faculty stated
"Talks too much..and daydreams.."
some things never change.
I watched the Beatles arrive in America
and decided I wanted to go to England.
I saw hair grow over ears and down collars
and onto shoulders and backs all over the country.
I walked with the first protest march in Washington
and every other for ten years
and we still have crooks running the country.
I sat in streets,cafes,corner bars and coffee houses
and listened to the beat of a new generation being born.
I went through puberty with Janis and Jimi and took LSD
when it wasn't cut with speed or poison.
I smoked pot in fifth grade and laughed all day
at a fat substitute named Mrs.Potty
I dated black boys at fifteen in an all white Klan neighborhood.
I hitch hiked to New York from Baltimore
with three queens in hot pants, clogs, and long bleached shags
at sixteen and blew truckers all up and down the turnpike.
I've been addicted to MDA, tequilla, LSD, speed, dope,
coke, pot,q ualudes, mescaline, nicotine,sex
and the mysteries of the night,all my life until I hit twenty-eight,
since then it's only night life and sex.
I've walked barefoot on twenty-four hundred degree hot coals
and not been burnt.
Greta Garbo grabbed me from behind in traffic
and saved my life.
I've had green hair,blue hair, black hair, red hair,
no hair,long hair and all before 1973.
I'm happy to still have hair.
I've walked Sunset Blvd.,Polk St.,Forty-second,
Hollywood and Vine, Christopher,Fire Island,Provincetown,
Key West, Bombay, Miami Beach,London,Paris, Rome,Milan,Montreal,
and every gay ghetto listed in the book,
and I'm still looking for the perfect lover.
I've lived as a woman for a solid year and had tits. Thank you.
I've dated black men, white men,brown men,red men.
yellow men.and several delicious women
I've been engaged, married,in love,divorced
seperated and broken hearted.
I've had syphilis,gonorrhea,crabs,scabies,
hemorrhoids,hepatitis,appendicitis,dermatitus,
and the flu at least fifty times,
and I feel better now at fifty-one than I did at twenty-five.
I've spent the last eleven years meditating.,
concentrating,comtemplating,applicating.educating,
investigating,and instigating a higher ideal.
I've been a born again christian,a crystal holding
new age visiualizationist, a Bhuddist, a Hindu,
a Christian Scientist, a universalist, a bullshit artist,
a seeker of truth, a charlatan. a holy roller,
a shamanistic dancer, a guru, a disciple,and an enigma to my friends.
I'm a triple Gemini natural blonde who loves God
and takes time out to smell the roses.
I've been around the block at least ten times,
and I'm ready to go again until these feet
won't carry me anymore.
I have always believed in the power of love
and that the groove lies somewhere
between the heart and the genitals.
I have never been deliberately cruel
and I've never hit anyone with my fist.
I hope I never have to.
I've been a whore, a saint, a sinner, a healer, a heathen,
an actor, a poet, a drag queen, a straight man,
a teenage zombie, a punk rocker, a greaser, a clone,
a faggot, a street walker, a sky writer, a vegetarian,
a teacher, a student, a wanderer, a caretaker,
a wild thing, a father, a son. a yogi,and a fierce hairdresser.
I've been lost, found, confused, absolved, punished,
and rewarded.
I've stared death in the face and wondered
why not me, yet?
I've talked and listened and heard and seen
and been shown the way.
I've played follow the leader, pin the tail on the donkey,
five card stud, and Russian roulette
with a silver handled 38.
I've lost eight thousand in cash gambling
and won five hundred on a bet in less that a minute.
I've seen the eye of God,
and been touched by her hand.
I've seen miracles happen
and been disappointed dozens of times.
I've been almost everywhere, met almost everyone,
seen almost everything, done almost all of it,
and I'm still waiting to be discovered.
The night has a thousand eyes
and I'm a gypsy dancer
who's still hungry for more.
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Who I'd like to meet: Intelligent people, aliens from another galaxy , anyone who is heartfelt and honest and who puts Love above all else.
Hey Bobby, Your new book arrived this afternoon, while I'm in the middle of plastering and painting my living room. Every time I stopped to wait for something to dry, I sat down in the middle of all the plastic drop cloths and dust and fumes, and looked through it again and again and again. read the copy, reread the copy, looked through all the photos again to notice a new face or detail or place a name I'd forgotten on a face I remembered, reread the copy again... WOW! Brilliant!! Both your photos themselves (so many caught on the fly!) and the way you've used them to recapture a time and place when creativity, originality, uniqueness and courage were held in far higher esteem than fitting in and "making it". I still remember the night we met on Wisconsin Ave. in Georgetown (were we really only 18!) and I thought "This guy is really special!". You are a genuine, unique genius, my dear friend. And I am very honored to have been included in your latest work of art. Thank you so very much. And thank you for all the times and ways you've included me in your extraordinary life.
Love you and always will, Zecca
P.S. Yes, I DO remember getting us thrown out of that party!
"Haaaaapy Birthhhhhday To You... Haaaaaapy Birthhhhhhhhhhhday To You... Haaaaaaaaaaaapy Birthday,Darling Bobby.. Haaaappppppppppppy Birthhhhday To You!" x o x o Babe Duke
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