Prince Poppycock It may be Liza with a 'Z' not Lisa with an 'S' but any way you spell it spells out SUPERSTAR! Posted at 5:33 AM Aug 30 from Mobile view more
"Many of us would have paid double to hear more of Prince Poppycock. The powdered wigged crooner would've been a rock star in rococo France, complete with his marvelously custom made suit by the costumer of the Los Angeles Opera, gold sparkly stilettos from one of the hooker shoe shops in Hollywood, and a headpiece featuring the grandest cork ever. By night's end our top had been definitely popped."
www.roseapodaca.com
"John Quale shines as the glam vamp opera diva Prince Poppycock, a Louis IV confection or occasional Nancy Sinatra-esque chanteur/chanteuse in gold glitter boots with world-class vocal talent. No lip-syncing for Mr. Quale, who is a true artist and transforms himself Klaus Nomi style once he graces the stage. Nina Hagen would be proud, as would Diamanda Galas....Prince Poppycock could surely out-diva Paris Hilton any day"
-by Roy Rogers Oldenkamp for WEHONEWS.COM
"From the first time I saw his MySpace photo, he became the person I'd most like to meet. Then I saw him live- out of his royal drag- when he appeared as none other than Jesus Christ at the Steve Allen Theater's "The Beastly Bombing". I was in awe of his operatic skills, and flawless (and hairless) dancer's body. Then I saw him perform his brand of baroque pop in his pantaloons and powdered wig and was instantly converted into a hardcore disciple of the Poppy that is Cock! Thank goodness he found his way to Tinseltown and is confounding audiences with a new kind of hip - one covered in lace and pink satin. What better way to outrage the aging punk rockers?"
-Paper Magazine by Ann Magnuson
"John Quale steals the show as Jesus"
-Broadway World
"Part randy dandy, part rock star, part drunken courtesan, Poppycock instantly owns the audience with but a glance and a wiggle of bedazzled pantaloons, and that’s just the beginning. His operatic prowess, glamourous costumes and ostentatious prose leave not a heart unstirred. A masterpiece of self-transformation, the Prince is also recording artist John Quale, but I’m secretly hoping Poppycock will take over completely one day, to reign supreme in a glittery victory of feathers and gold spandex."
Zoetica for Coilhouse.net
"Memorable performances included the operatic trillings of androgynous, über-sexy, powdered-wig-wearing Prince Poppycock (who capped off his performance by ripping off his silk pants to reveal some very skimpy ruffled pantaloons)."
-Frontiers
"Along with the chance of finding a topless organ player, a live mermaid revue or, if you're really lucky, Prince Poppycock, a 6-foot-tall singing aristocrat-androgyne in brocade, silk and pantaloons. "
-LA Weekly
"The Glam-Opera Libertine Prince Poppycock!"
-Los Angeles Alternative
"Hosting the entertainment for the evening was Prince Poppycock, the Rococo Opera/Rock god, dirty, flirty, and one of the most talented performers I've ever seen at a fetish event. You could hear an audible gasp from the audience as soon as he began to sing, surprising them with his operatic prowess."
-ErosArtist.com
"The show began with Master of Ceremonies "Prince Poppycock". He immediately won over the crowd with his undeniable talents, unique humor and surprisingly lovely, operatic voice".
Marquis Magazine By Hilary Branner and Catherine Simpson