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Speaking of France ...
Speaking of France …
You’re not supposed to begin a piece of writing with a question. Why not? No idea, except that the “experts” seem to think that it’s an easy way out. “You can do better,” they say. So what was my question? Oh yes. Why is traditional French food so terribly unpopular at the moment? Many authors and pundits have addressed that question in recent years, from Michael Steinberger’s Au Revoir to All…
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Found an old interview, with a few juicy bits
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The blood tasted like "Sour Patch Kid" (lol):
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The three of them had dancing lessons.... 👀
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And Jacob wants to see Louis in the 80s!!! (And we know Sam got his wish^^)
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Also kinda sad that Bailey won't be able to explore those hairstyles, but... anyways it's long , so the rest under the cut:
Interview with Jacob Anderson, Sam Reid and Bailey Bass
Posted on October 2, 2022 by TvMegasite Admin
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Interview with Jacob Anderson, Sam Reid and Bailey Bass of “Interview with The Vampire” on AMC and AMC+ by Suzanne 9/29/22
This was a fun roundtable with the three stars of this great new vampire show. If you love vampire shows, or the Anne Rice novels, you should love this show. It’s very well done, and these actors are great in it. Jacob plays Louie, and we see the story through his eyes as told to ailing reporter Daniel Molloy (Eric Bogosian, who’s outstanding as always). Sam Reid plays LeStat, the seductive vamp that turns Louie and becomes his friend, lover, mentor, etc. Bailey plays Claudia, the young woman that joins them. They were very kind and fun to interview.
Suzanne:   Hi, I’m Suzanne Lanoue from TVMEG.com, and I’ve watched the first episode. I didn’t get screeners till this morning, so I only got to watch the first one so far, but I’m really enjoying it. It just grabs you and drags you in. So, congratulations on being renewed for season two already, which is great. Do you know when you’ll be starting to film season two, or have you already started filming it?
JACOB ANDERSON:   We haven’t started. We haven’t started shooting, no.
SAM REID:   Probably, I don’t know if we can say anything. [Laughs]
Suzanne:   Have they told you yet?
JACOB ANDERSON:   They haven’t not told us anything.
Suzanne:  [Chuckles} OK, well, thank you!
Jamie from SCIFI VISION:  Hi, I’m Jamie Ruby from SciFi Vision. Thanks for talking to us today, I really enjoyed the first five episodes that we’ve seen. So, for the three of you, can you kind of talk about how you balanced what you pulled from the book versus what you added with your own spin on it?
SAM REID:   Hello, Jamie, I’ll answer that. No. But I would say that anything for myself and my character, my own spin probably came from my own interpretation of the books and Rolins’ work. So, I wasn’t really trying to put any of my own spin on it. It’s just how I imagined it to be, really.
JACOB ANDERSON:   Yeah. I second that. It’s like, you will always view a character through your own lens to an extent and then it’s just kind of, I mean, I guess with anything, it’s like, do other do the other creative people like that, and do they want to discuss it? But you don’t want to mess with this. Like the combination of Anne Rice’s writing and Rolins’ writing, you don’t really want to touch it, you don’t want to just sort of throw your own stuff in just for the sake of it.
SAM REID:   They’re so dense already the characters that it sort of would be a shame to try and deviate too much of thing.
JACOB ANDERSON:   What could you possibly add?
SAM REID:   Yeah.
BAILEY BASS:   I feel the exact same way. It’s really, yes, we were cast because there’s something special in us that Rolin and the entire team really enjoyed when we were doing our auditions. But other than that, it’s really just doing the research and the book, reading the scripts, doing our own technique, and then just coming and creating in this world.
Jamie:  Okay, great. Thank you so much.
Jamie from STARRY MAG:  This is Jamie Steinberg, with Starry Constellation Magazine. Jacob, this is another deeply tortured soul for you to portray. Is there something about these kinds of characters that really draw you to them? Or is this them finding their way to you? Or is it something you see in them that really resonates with you and makes you want to portray them?
JACOB ANDERSON:   I think it’s a combination of both. We find each other. I think I’m slightly less like Grey Worm than I am like Louis. But yeah, I mean, I think you normally want to be like very boundaried when you talk about things and be like, “Oh, well, I’m so removed from the character, and I’m brilliant at acting and blah blah blah blah blah”. But to be honest, yeah, I feel very, very connected to Louis. It’s the thing that bothered me about how Anne Rice wrote him, and also how Rolin wrote him as well. Yeah, I’m drawn to characters who are searching. And I’d ask him questions, not just about the world, but about their place in it and what they contribute or don’t contribute to it. But yeah, I also I felt like it would be like, narcissistic of me to be like, “I am the only person who can play Louis.” But namely, because there is somebody else that’s done it, as well. Many people.
Jamie:  Well, I think you brings such a unique take on it, though, because of the artistry you have. Both of these characters that you mentioned, have just been wonderfully nuanced, I think through your portrayal. So it might be just a little bit time for you to pat yourself on the back for what you’ve brought to the role on your own.
JACOB ANDERSON:   This one’s for you, Bailey.
QUESTION:   Question for Jacob and Sam, one of the really interesting things about this particular adaptation is the romance that we kind of finally get to see between Louis and Lestat. Can you speak to that a little bit? What does it mean to you to be able to portray that relationship in that way?
SAM REID:   Well, I think AMC has the rights to the entire Vampire Chronicles, and so it’s very important to make sure that relationship is established early on. Particularly as the books progress, it becomes much more clear that they are in a very intense romantic relationship. So, I think it’s it’s great to make sure that we’re serving the story correctly. And it wouldn’t be Anne Rice’s Interview With The Vampire if it wasn’t there. So, yeah.
QUESTION:   I was wondering, and this is kind of specifically for Bailey and Sam, the show doesn’t shy away from race or that being a factor at all for their very long life experience. Was that important to you? And were you afraid of any ignorant backlash, because previously, the characters were paid by white actors?
BAILEY BASS:   I was really excited to play Claudia. It’s really a dream to play such a complex character that’s very loud and unapologetic. I honestly didn’t think twice about anything else. I just knew that Rolin was very intentional about the actors that he wanted to cast in the show, and I’m very fortunate that I was one of them. I just dove into all the research. I read the book. I would cross reference the book and the script and see the quotes that Rolin took from the book and was very intentional about adding them into the script. After doing all the research, I mean, I became Claudia and it was fun to play her.
JACOB ANDERSON:   Yeah, I think something that Rolin’s done, which is – I’m almost loath to call it important, but like it creates a richness is that this isn’t a colorblind casting situation. Louis’ central question is about his humanity and his place in humanity. I think that if you were to cast a black actor or black actors for Louis and Claudia, and to not address that, you’d take a lot away from that question of their humanity. I’m glad that we don’t shy away from it. And in terms of backlash, I just don’t want to give it energy anymore. Like I just – people are going to – I think people need to be seen. Sometimes they’ll say anything to be seen or recognized, and it’s sad, but it’s the internet.
QUESTION:   I would love for you to talk a little bit about what it’s like just being vampires, being able to play vampires when biting people and having these kinds of scenes. What goes into that and how much fun is that to play? How difficult is that to play?
SAM REID:  
It’s very fun. It’s very fun. Yeah, you know, because we’ve got a lot of elements that come into every scene. So, they’re very beautiful, sort of rich dialogue-heavy scenes, but we also have this whole element of the vampire, you know, he kills, so we’ll be pausing for the blood to be put in. We had all these different types of blood that we’d been drinking and tasting, and they made us hibicus flavored blood when we had to drink large amounts of it.
JACOB ANDERSON:  
It did not taste like hibiscus. It tasted like it was like a Sour Patch Kid.
SAM REID:   Yeah.
JACOB ANDERSON:   But in liquid form.
SAM REID:   But there’s a lot of thought and consideration [that had] gone into this. But yeah, it’s so much fun, really. Vampires are, I think, the best type of monster, because they have so much humanity. They’re so articulate. They experience a huge amount. Anne Rice is responsible for our shift in vampires, because she puts the perspective into the eyes of the monster, and you have empathy for them. So, it’s very fun to do these really extreme, horrific things, but also with a level of understanding and empathy and bringing that into the character. So, it’s a fun thing to do.
JACOB ANDERSON:   It’s the best! It’s the best. The best monsters.
Jamie from SCIFI VISION:  So, obviously, you guys do go to some really dark places, though, with your characters. Can you sort of talk about getting into that headspace, and how you sort of, I guess, get back out of it? Is it hard to sort of go there? For all three of you.
BAILEY BASS:   Yeah, it’s hard. We had such long days that it kind of, for me personally, it was hard for me to differ[entiate], like, who’s Claudia and who’s Bailey. So, I kind of had to, like really sit with myself and reflect, but it’s hard. But then also, this is what I love to do, and playing such an extreme character, that’s what makes it fun is that I get to relive and be in these spaces that I would never normally be in if I didn’t get to play Claudia. But the dark, even though it’s dark and everything, I definitely enjoyed it. And I had Sam and Jacob, which they were incredible scene partners, and we all had each other. We made sure that throughout the whole process, our mental health, even though we’re like hysterically crying sometimes that afterwards, our mental health was still good,
SAM REID:   I think to Bailey’s point, like, sometimes the darkest jobs or the darkest sets where the material is the most bleak are the most fun, because, we instinctively know how to just kind of like, help ourselves through that. So, we’ll be making a lot of jokes. You know, it is ridiculous, sometimes what we’re doing, and you have to step back and think [laughs] You know, we’re suspended in the air, covered in blood, so we just kept it light. It was a fun thing to do.
JACOB ANDERSON:   Yeah, I agree. I mean, it’s dense. It’s dense, so you need to focus on the language as well. Like, aside from, yeah, we had a lot of fun, but when you’re doing the scene, you focus on what you’re doing. And I think if you let yourself get dragged into it too much, then hard to to do your job, I think.
Jamie from STARRY MAG:  Bailey, this is such a beautiful costume you have. Talk about when you first saw what you’d be wearing for the series, and if you had any input, and if it takes really putting on that costume to embody your character.
BAILEY BASS:   Costume is one of my favorite things in my job, being able to speak with the costume designer and be able to talk about what she saw when she read the script, because it’s not just me, it’s a big collaboration of an incredible crew that helps make us look good, basically. And to be able to talk to hair, makeup, and costume and get to know what their first ideas were when they read the script, and then being able to collaborate with them and say what I thought, was really, really fun. And the costume designer for this show, Carol, was just so collaborative. I came in and we were talking about posture. That’s a very big thing for Claudia, because in the beginning, she’s like fourteen years old, and she’s excited being a vampire. She would shrug a lot and just walked like, however and had terrible posture. So, the costume designer would think about that when she was making the costumes. And then also I have to look like a little girl. So, she created these beautiful bows along with making sure that the shape of my costumes hid any curves possible. So, when I put them on, I really felt like a little girl. So, when I was doing the scenes where Claudia is struggling, she wants to be a woman, and I’m sitting in this pink dress that it’s not flattering to anything that’s me as Bailey, it was really easy to feel what Claudia would be feeling at that moment.
Suzanne:   I really enjoyed the wedding scene and your dancing, Jacob; that was great. Was that actually you dancing? And did you have to train for that, or did you already know how, and will there be any more singing or dancing in the show?
JACOB ANDERSON:   That was me and Steven Norfleet, who plays Paul, and we had about a month to train, to practice. I don’t know if you’ve ever done tap dancing, but it’s like learning how to walk again, like how to walk for the first time, like to get your brain to coordinate in that way and to like shift the weight of your body is really confusing. And to add to that we did a lot of our lessons on Sikkim (???). And it’s all like, it’s all sound. You like making music with your feet, but with the lag of, of like, you know, doing it online. But you just drill; you just drill it every day. You drill it every day, and just you have to listen. It’s less about like being mechanical about your body and just like listening to the sound. But there is there is more dancing in the show.
Suzanne:   Oh, good.
JACOB ANDERSON:   Yeah. It was in the trailer, right?
SAM REID:   Yeah, the three of us did dancing lessons.
JACOB ANDERSON:   Yeah, we did.
QUESTION:   I’m curious to just have any of you or all of you talk a little bit about what you love most about the dynamic between all three of your characters, either once Claudia comes in, or kind of as that progresses.
JACOB ANDERSON:   I find it, I think from Louis’ point of view, he’s trying to recreate a kind of family dynamic that he is grieving for in his human life. I think it’s probably the thing that he misses most in some ways. It’s like a grounding thing, is his brother and his sister and his mom, maybe to a lesser extent, but maybe not. So, I find the way that it kind of goes for them, and for him, it’s kind of unexpected. I think he wanted, he was hoping that in bringing somebody else into their family, I think he thought that Claudia might be like him. [laughs] So, it’s interesting. I feel like an outcast, but to also be a part of – I mean, I’ll let Bailey talk more about about that part of it, but really, Claudia ends up being sort of forgotten about a little bit, and their dynamic, which is sad.
BAILEY BASS:   I think what’s wonderful though, is that there’s really no protagonist or antagonist. It changes through every scene in every episode, because these characters are so specific and complex, and Rolin Jones, the writer of the show, did an incredible job of explaining in depth why we do what we do. There’s a reason why we kill the people that we do, why we hurt each other. And because of that, the viewer kind of feels bad for the person hurting the other, but then also feels bad for the person being hurt.
QUESTION:   So, obviously, as vampires, your characters live very long lives. Which era would you like to see, be able to play your character in?
JACOB ANDERSON:   80s 80s 80s. I want the pastels. I want the hair. Let’s go, 80s.
SAM REID:   I’d probably do the 1700s. I think Lestat really that is where he’s from, and that’s the era in which he was born into, so I’d quite like to see him in that in that era.
BAILEY BASS:   I just want to get to the 50s. Like, I just want Claudia to get to the 50s so I can wear all those skirts and just explore more hairstyles, because we evolved. Doing the prep work, there wasn’t a lot of hairstyles – we had a horrible of time looking for photos of black girls in that time period with very versatile hair, which we know they existed, just no one took pictures of them. So, to be able to expand that more and show women who have curly hair, that this is what they look like in that time. I’d love to expand that and go into the 40s and 50s.
Transcribed by Jamie Ruby of ScifiVision
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STORY: Ups And Downs 27
Putting on a Show
“Jeez! I don’t know how to process all of this,” I confided to Rafael as we were getting ready to leave the warehouse in Greenwich, Connecticut, where the homoerotic art show was being held. I was already reeling from having modeled naked in front of all of those strangers, seeing my sketches on exhibit there, having them fetch more than I could have imagined on auction, and seeing my brother Eric for the first time in ages and learning that he is bisexual. “And you won’t believe this,” I added. “I just learned that our boss, Mr. Block, is actually Brock Archer, one of my favorite writers and now one of my favorite artists as well.”
“Yeah, I know,” Rafael confessed.
“You know? What the—”
“Ron and Kim know too, and Woody, of course, but we were sworn to secrecy. Besides, we knew you would figure it out soon enough. You’re not quite as dumb as you look,” he teased. “We actually had a bet going on how long it would take you. Looks like I owe Kim 20 bucks.”
“Well, obviously we aren’t the only people who know,” I replied. “I learned it from a complete stranger here.”
“That sounds like Ben Steinberg,” Rafael said when I described the man to him: tall, brown hair, brown eyes, slight accent, maybe German. “He handles Mister...uh, the boss’ art exhibits and book sales in Europe.”
“I think I should go talk to Mr. Block about it,” I said.
“Too late,” said Rafael. “He and Woody have already left. They wanted to meet with Ben before heading for the train station. Anyway, I’m sure that Ben has already told him about your conversation.”
Since Mr. Block and Woody had already left, Rafael, Ward, and I grabbed some gyros and headed back to our hotel to pack for the ride home.
Despite what had been a rather long and eventful day, Ward was more than eager to party and so was Rafael even though the two of them had been partying all day, it seemed.
In Señor Papi’s limo, Ward’s eyes lit up when Rafael told him about our little escapade with Davey and Zac in the back of Mr. Block’s limousine. “I’ve never done it in a limo,” he exclaimed. “Who wants to fuck me right here?” he asked. Naturally, Rafael jumped at the chance.
“Should we raise the window?” asked Ward, referring to the privacy window between the driver’s seat and the back seats.
“Nah,” replied Rafael. “Hernando likes to watch, and I don’t mind if you don’t.”
“Mind? Who me?” asked Ward. “I love having an audience. It just makes it all hotter.”
Hernando gave us a thumbs up and adjusted his rear-view mirror.
“Fuck me good,” demanded Ward, “’cuz when we get back to your hotel, I’m gonna fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before.”
In that moment, sex was the last thing on my mind. Well...okay...maybe not the last thing, but not the first thing either. Even though I pleaded that I was not in the mood, Ward insisted on taking drags on my cock as Rafael pounded his ass. Of course, the blow job felt good...duh...but I withheld any orgasm for the time being.
In our hotel room back in New York City, Ward lived up to his promise to fuck Rafael like he had never been fucked before. Though Rafael and Ward pestered me to join them, I begged off. I must confess, though, that watching Ward tear up Rafael’s ass like he had torn up mine was a real treat. I had experienced Ward’s aggression first-hand, but watching it being done to someone else was quite entertaining, to put it mildly. It did help get me in the mood for what was to come later that night.
“Jeez, Ward!” exclaimed Rafael as Ward approached us at the back door to the concert stage at Madison Square Garden. “Why didn’t you just wear your birthday suit?” The question made sense considering that the pants Ward was wearing left almost nothing to the imagination. They were styled much like the jock strap he had worn at the art show except that they were long pants. They had the same laced front, and even though those laces were tied—unlike the ones on the jock strap—they still gave a glimpse of the dark hairy bush underneath. They were also somewhat opaque and so tight that anyone could easily see the protuberance of his cock hanging very low down his leg. Obviously, he was going commando.
“It pays to advertise,” replied the hunk who had modeled nude with me at the art show in Greenwich and probably would have fucked me right there on the stage if time hadn’t run out.
“I only have two names on the list,” said the mammoth guard at the door. We didn’t know his name, of course, but we dubbed him Sherman because he was built like a Sherman tank.
“I know,” I confessed, “but could you just call Rocky and ask him if he’ll let Ward in with us?”
“I dunno,” replied Sherman, sizing up Ward. “That thing real?” he asked, eyeing the huge snake slithering down Ward’s tight pants. Before Ward could answer, though, Sherman reached over to research the specimen himself. “Hmm,” was all he said as he picked up his cell phone and called the rock star who had invited Rafael and me.
“On a scale of one to ten,” he spoke into the phone, “I’d say about a 20.” Then, after a brief pause, “Okay, you can all three go in. The usher will show you the way to the green room.”
“Bruiser was wrong,” said Rocky upon meeting Ward and devouring him with his eyes. “Not a 20. More like a hundred. And he even has a sense of fashion,” he gloated as he massaged Ward’s reptilian appendage through the disgustingly revealing tights.
“I’d love to stay and ‘chat,’” said Rocky with air quotes, signaling that he really meant something more intimate than conversing, “but it’s time for me to go on. Follow me,” he added. “You can watch the show from the wings.”
The concert was fucking great. Rocky outdid himself. He was in top form vocally and physically. The dude really knew how to put on a show, and he was incredibly erotic. The way he moved his body as he performed was sheer seduction, and it worked. Not only did the audience scream, swoon, and sing along, but I saw a couple of guys get so drawn into the performance that they pulled out their dicks and jerk off to the beat of the music. It was enough to get the three of us hard as rocks too, and I could tell that Ward wanted to beat off like those guys, but Rafael and I pressured him to hold it. He did as we urged, but he also gritted his teeth for nearly two hours.
When the band finished their last number, the audience demanded more, so they did two encores, and Rocky invited a couple of guys in the front row to come up on stage and make out through the last number, which had very hard beat. “Make out” is putting it mildly. It’s a wonder nobody got arrested.
“That was a helluva show,” I said to Rocky as we walked back toward the green room.
“It was fuckin’ hot!” demanded Rafael.
“Damn right,” agreed Ward. “I’m so fuckin’ hard right now I’m about ready to explode.”
Before we got to the green room, Rocky led us into another room where the members of the band were changing. As Rocky introduced us to the guys, each one shook our hands and a couple of them groped the python trying to crawl its way out of Ward’s tight pants.
As we watched Rocky strip and change clothes in the green room, Rafael and I had to literally hold Ward back lest he jump our host right there on the spot. The dude was horny as hell, and his tight pants could barely contain his excitement.
“Save it,” commanded Rocky. “My record producer has invited us all to a party at his penthouse. It’s gonna be wild.”
When we got to the penthouse, the place was already hopping. Alcohol was flowing freely, and so were hormones. Though there were a few women present, most of the attendees were male, and they constituted quite an assemblage: members of the band and stage crew from the concert, nearly a dozen celebrities from the entertainment world—music, movies, TV, and Broadway—and their escorts.
“You got an ID, kid?” we heard Bruiser (a.k.a. Sherman) ask the cute young eye candy entering the apartment.
“It’s OK,” assured one of the famous movie stars in attendance. “He’s with me.”
“If he ain’t 18,” asserted Bruiser, “he’s gonna have to be with you somewhere else.”
Thoroughly annoyed, the middle-aged guest snorted, “We’ll have to see what Rocky has to say about this.”
“I wouldn’t advise that,” said Bruiser firmly.
“And why the fuck is that?” the actor demanded.
“Because Rocky don’t allow no minors—no exceptions—and if you try to push it, this will be the last invitation you ever get to one of his parties.”
Demuring, the deflated movie star took his young consort and slinked away.
Everywhere we looked, guys were going at it hot and heavy. Some were bent over leather chairs or stretched out on the floor, a couple were fucking on the sofa, and there were even a pair of guys screwing out on the balcony, not really giving a shit whether anyone could see and hear them or not.
Rafael went for two of the band members who wasted no time getting better acquainted, and as Rocky made the rounds saying hello to everyone, Ward tailed him like a desperate puppy.
I found a comfortable seat in a secluded corner, but it didn’t stay secluded for long. I was immediately approached by three guys who started undressing me with no formalities, and having held back all day long, I was now ready for some hard-core action. I wanted to fuck and get fucked until I was exhausted, which is exactly what I did. These guys introduced me to sex positions I had never imagined before, culminating in a sausage link, also known as a daisy chain.
From the corner of my eye, I could see Rafael serving as the cooked ham in a deluxe sandwich, and I saw that Ward had finally seduced Rocky, or was it the other way around? I watched as they went into a nearby bedroom, but they didn’t stay there. They grabbed the king-size mattress and dragged it to the middle of the living room. “We both enjoy putting on a show,” they later told me. And quite a show it was. They wrestled for nearly 20 minutes until Rocky finally triumphed. (Actually, I think Ward let him win.)
After Rocky ravaged Ward for almost an hour—the way he had ravaged me—they took a short break and flipped the mattress, so to speak—Ward tearing up Rocky’s yearning ass. As I enjoyed occasionally looking over from my own little orgy to check in on them, I noticed that they sometimes looked in my direction to see if I was getting slammed enough. The same could be said for Rafael and his new partners in crime.
Sometime around 3:00 a.m., after most of the guests had either left or conked out, I thanked Rocky for the invitation and especially for letting me bring Rafael and Ward. “I know they had a fantastic time,” I assured him.
“Don’t go,” Rocky sighed.
“I’ve gotta get up and go to work in the morning,” I said.
“But you don’t have to be over at the U.N. until 1:00 p.m.,” announced Rafael.
“Yeah, but I have some things I need to do,” I said.
“Are any of these things life and death?” asked Rocky.
“Well, no,” I confessed.
“Then come with me,” he instructed.
Rocky led me into another of the bedrooms in the penthouse and locked the door behind us. He led me over to the bed, turned down the covers, and ushered me in. “We don’t have to fuck,” he spoke softly. “Let’s just enjoy being together.”
And that’s exactly what we did. As I lay on my back, Rocky curled up with his head against my chest and my arm wrapped around him. He didn’t need to be fucked. He just wanted to be loved. I knew the feeling.
To be continued
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Advance psychology books
Handbook of Social Psychology by Susan T. Fiske, Daniel T. Gilbert, and Gardner Lindzey
The Handbook of Psychological Assessment by Gary Groth-Marnat
Neuropsychological Assessment by Muriel Lezak
Handbook of Psychological Change by C. Robert Cloninger and Richard M. Steinberg
Clinical Neuropsychology: A Pocket Handbook for Assessment by Joel E. Morgan and Joseph H. Ricker
Cognitive Neuroscience: The Biology of the Mind by Michael S. Gazzaniga and Richard B. Ivry
Affective Neuroscience: The Foundations of Human and Animal Emotions by Jaak Panksepp
Developmental Psychopathology by Dante Cicchetti and Donald J. Cohen
The Handbook of Emotion by Michael Lewis, Jeannette M. Haviland-Jones, and Lisa Feldman Barrett
Abnormal Psychology: An Integrative Approach by David H. Barlow and V. Mark Durand
Theories of Psychotherapy and Counseling by Richard Sharf
Cognitive-Behavioral Therapy: Basics and Beyond by Judith S. Beck
Handbook of Positive Psychology by C. R. Snyder and Shane J. Lopez
Theories of Human Development by Barbara M. Newman and Philip R. Newman
Handbook of Child Psychology and Developmental Science edited by Marc H. Bornstein and Michael E. Lamb
Books to study about psychetrics
"An Unquiet Mind: A Memoir of Moods Madness" by Kay Redfield Jamison
"The Noonday Demon: An Atlas of Depression" by Andrew Solomon
"The Man Who Mistook His Wife for a Hat" by Oliver Sacks
"The Mind's I: Fantasies and Reflections on Self and Soul" edited by Douglas R. Hofstadter and Daniel C. Dennett
"The Social Animal: The Hidden Sources of Love, Character, and Achievement" by David Brooks
"The Psychiatric Interview" by Daniel Carlat
"The Neuroscience of Psychotherapy: Building and Rebuilding the Human Brain" by Louis Cozolino
"The Age of Insight: The Quest to Understand the Unconscious in Art, Mind, and Brain, from Vienna 1900 to the Present" by Eric Kandel
"The Center Cannot Hold: My Journey Through Madness' by Elyn R. Saks
"The Brain that Changes Itself: Stories of Personal Triumph from the Frontiers of Brain Science" by Norman Doidge
"The Tell-Tale Brain: A Neuroscientist's Quest for What Makes Us Human" by V. S. Ramachandran
"Cognitive-Behavioral Therapy for Anxiety Disorders: Mastering Clinical Challenges" by Gillian Butler and Melanie Fennell
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I really hope someone like Jon Steinberg or Eric or Melissa or Nathan would calm us Rookie/Chenford fans down about this change in schedule. Everyone is freaking out. 😢💔😔
Hi lovely anon!
We’ll see how this shakes out.
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persephinae · 2 years
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Ughhhhh though.... Eric Steinberg's performance as Lord Shimura
He had me fucking sobbing my eyes out and owes me monetary compensation for all the emotional suffering I endured
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spockvarietyhour · 11 months
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Le 08 février 2024 à Las Vegas (Nevada, USA), le sportif-acteur Willie Gault a participé au tournoi de golf "Touchdowns on the Green". Cet évènement inaugurait l'ouverture du Tim & Sherice Brown Celebrity Golf, organisé par Blitz Human Trafficking avant le fameux Super Bowl LVIII qui se déroule au Topgolf Las Vegas.
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A ses côtés : Eric Dickerson, Elizabeth Smart, Marcus Allen, Rod Woodson, Ickey Woods, Jerome Bettis, Sherice Brown, Tim Brown et des sponsors  du tournoi.
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Deux jours plus tard, le 10 février 2024, le sportif-acteur est venue à la fête de The Leigh Steinberg Super Bowl, qui avait lieu à l'Ahern Luxury Boutique Hotel.
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A ses côtés : Leigh Steinberg lui-même.
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Photos : Aaron J. Thornton et Shy McGrath Sources : Getty Images et williegault
Pour rappel, Jarod a appris à jouer au golf dans  l’Ep. 4.11 - Intrigues à Las Vegas / V.O. : Cold Dick (2000) de la série Le Caméléon (V.O. : The Pretender).
Alias le nettoyeur Willie dans la série Le Caméléon.
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„Brief an Amerika“: „Brief an Amerika“ Warum junge Israelhasser den berühmtesten Terroristen verehren
Die JF schreibt: »An westlichen Universitäten und in den sozialen Medien verbreitet sich derzeit das Schlimmste aus zwei Welten: woke Ideologie und Islamismus. Als „Israel-Kritik“ getarnter Antisemitismus geht dabei Hand in Hand mit einem Haß auf Weiße. JF-Autor Eric Steinberg analysiert die Hintergründe. Dieser Beitrag „Brief an Amerika“ Warum junge Israelhasser den berühmtesten Terroristen verehren wurde veröffentlich auf JUNGE FREIHEIT. http://dlvr.it/SzZMwr «
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Birthdays 8.9
Beer Birthdays
Franz Falk (1823)
Ken Wells
Kenny Gross (1958)
Megan Flynn (1983)
Five Favorite Birthdays
Gillian Anderson; actor (1968)
Betty Boop; cartoon character (1930)
Daniel Keyes; writer (1927)
Harry Mills; singer, "Mills Bros." (1913)
Audrey Tautou; French actor (1978)
Famous Birthdays
Tommie Agee; New York Mets CF (1942)
Amedeo Avogadro; physicist (1776)
Eric Bana; actor (1968)
Amanda Bearse; actor (1958)
Kurtis Blow; rapper (1959)
Coco Chanel; French fashion designer (1883)
Bob Cousy; Boston Celtics PG (1928)
William Fowler; nuclear astrophysicist (1911)
Melanie Griffith; actor (1957)
Ralph Houk; New York Yankees C / manager (1919)
Whitney Houston; pop singer (1963)
Tove Jansson; Swedish writer (1914)
Rod Laver; tennis player (1938)
Pierre Charles L'Enfant; French architect (1754)
Thomas Lennon; actor (1970)
Marvin Minsky; computer scientist (1927)
Ken Norton; boxer (1943)
Jean Piaget; Swiss psychologist (1896)
Mary Randolph; cookbook author (1762)
Deion Sanders; Dallas Cowboys CB/WR (1967)
Clarence Saunders; Piggly Wiggly founder (1881)
Robert Shaw; actor (1927)
David Steinberg; comedian (1942)
P.L. Travers; writer (1899)
Izaak Walton; English writer (1593)
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STORY: Ups And Downs 27
Putting on a Show
“Jeez! I don’t know how to process all of this,” I confided to Rafael as we were getting ready to leave the warehouse in Greenwich, Connecticut, where the homoerotic art show was being held. I was already reeling from having modeled naked in front of all of those strangers, seeing my sketches on exhibit there, having them fetch more than I could have imagined on auction, and seeing my brother Eric for the first time in ages and learning that he is bisexual. “And you won’t believe this,” I added. “I just learned that our boss, Mr. Block, is actually Brock Archer, one of my favorite writers and now one of my favorite artists as well.”
“Yeah, I know,” Rafael confessed.
“You know? What the—”
“Ron and Kim know too, and Woody, of course, but we were sworn to secrecy. Besides, we knew you would figure it out soon enough. You’re not quite as dumb as you look,” he teased. “We actually had a bet going on how long it would take you. Looks like I owe Kim 20 bucks.”
“Well, obviously we aren’t the only people who know,” I replied. “I learned it from a complete stranger here.”
“That sounds like Ben Steinberg,” Rafael said when I described the man to him: tall, brown hair, brown eyes, slight accent, maybe German. “He handles Mister...uh, the boss’ art exhibits and book sales in Europe.”
“I think I should go talk to Mr. Block about it,” I said.
“Too late,” said Rafael. “He and Woody have already left. They wanted to meet with Ben before heading for the train station. Anyway, I’m sure that Ben has already told him about your conversation.”
Since Mr. Block and Woody had already left, Rafael, Ward, and I grabbed some gyros and headed back to our hotel to pack for the ride home.
Despite what had been a rather long and eventful day, Ward was more than eager to party and so was Rafael even though the two of them had been partying all day, it seemed.
In Señor Papi’s limo, Ward’s eyes lit up when Rafael told him about our little escapade with Davey and Zac in the back of Mr. Block’s limousine. “I’ve never done it in a limo,” he exclaimed. “Who wants to fuck me right here?” he asked. Naturally, Rafael jumped at the chance.
“Should we raise the window?” asked Ward, referring to the privacy window between the driver’s seat and the back seats.
“Nah,” replied Rafael. “Hernando likes to watch, and I don’t mind if you don’t.”
“Mind? Who me?” asked Ward. “I love having an audience. It just makes it all hotter.”
Hernando gave us a thumbs up and adjusted his rear-view mirror.
“Fuck me good,” demanded Ward, “’cuz when we get back to your hotel, I’m gonna fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before.”
In that moment, sex was the last thing on my mind. Well...okay...maybe not the last thing, but not the first thing either. Even though I pleaded that I was not in the mood, Ward insisted on taking drags on my cock as Rafael pounded his ass. Of course, the blow job felt good...duh...but I withheld any orgasm for the time being.
In our hotel room back in New York City, Ward lived up to his promise to fuck Rafael like he had never been fucked before. Though Rafael and Ward pestered me to join them, I begged off. I must confess, though, that watching Ward tear up Rafael’s ass like he had torn up mine was a real treat. I had experienced Ward’s aggression first-hand, but watching it being done to someone else was quite entertaining, to put it mildly. It did help get me in the mood for what was to come later that night.
“Jeez, Ward!” exclaimed Rafael as Ward approached us at the back door to the concert stage at Madison Square Garden. “Why didn’t you just wear your birthday suit?” The question made sense considering that the pants Ward was wearing left almost nothing to the imagination. They were styled much like the jock strap he had worn at the art show except that they were long pants. They had the same laced front, and even though those laces were tied—unlike the ones on the jock strap—they still gave a glimpse of the dark hairy bush underneath. They were also somewhat opaque and so tight that anyone could easily see the protuberance of his cock hanging very low down his leg. Obviously, he was going commando.
“It pays to advertise,” replied the hunk who had modeled nude with me at the art show in Greenwich and probably would have fucked me right there on the stage if time hadn’t run out.
“I only have two names on the list,” said the mammoth guard at the door. We didn’t know his name, of course, but we dubbed him Sherman because he was built like a Sherman tank.
“I know,” I confessed, “but could you just call Rocky and ask him if he’ll let Ward in with us?”
“I dunno,” replied Sherman, sizing up Ward. “That thing real?” he asked, eyeing the huge snake slithering down Ward’s tight pants. Before Ward could answer, though, Sherman reached over to research the specimen himself. “Hmm,” was all he said as he picked up his cell phone and called the rock star who had invited Rafael and me.
“On a scale of one to ten,” he spoke into the phone, “I’d say about a 20.” Then, after a brief pause, “Okay, you can all three go in. The usher will show you the way to the green room.”
“Bruiser was wrong,” said Rocky upon meeting Ward and devouring him with his eyes. “Not a 20. More like a hundred. And he even has a sense of fashion,” he gloated as he massaged Ward’s reptilian appendage through the disgustingly revealing tights.
“I’d love to stay and ‘chat,’” said Rocky with air quotes, signaling that he really meant something more intimate than conversing, “but it’s time for me to go on. Follow me,” he added. “You can watch the show from the wings.”
The concert was fucking great. Rocky outdid himself. He was in top form vocally and physically. The dude really knew how to put on a show, and he was incredibly erotic. The way he moved his body as he performed was sheer seduction, and it worked. Not only did the audience scream, swoon, and sing along, but I saw a couple of guys get so drawn into the performance that they pulled out their dicks and jerk off to the beat of the music. It was enough to get the three of us hard as rocks too, and I could tell that Ward wanted to beat off like those guys, but Rafael and I pressured him to hold it. He did as we urged, but he also gritted his teeth for nearly two hours.
When the band finished their last number, the audience demanded more, so they did two encores, and Rocky invited a couple of guys in the front row to come up on stage and make out through the last number, which had very hard beat. “Make out” is putting it mildly. It’s a wonder nobody got arrested.
“That was a helluva show,” I said to Rocky as we walked back toward the green room.
“It was fuckin’ hot!” demanded Rafael.
“Damn right,” agreed Ward. “I’m so fuckin’ hard right now I’m about ready to explode.”
Before we got to the green room, Rocky led us into another room where the members of the band were changing. As Rocky introduced us to the guys, each one shook our hands and a couple of them groped the python trying to crawl its way out of Ward’s tight pants.
As we watched Rocky strip and change clothes in the green room, Rafael and I had to literally hold Ward back lest he jump our host right there on the spot. The dude was horny as hell, and his tight pants could barely contain his excitement.
“Save it,” commanded Rocky. “My record producer has invited us all to a party at his penthouse. It’s gonna be wild.”
When we got to the penthouse, the place was already hopping. Alcohol was flowing freely, and so were hormones. Though there were a few women present, most of the attendees were male, and they constituted quite an assemblage: members of the band and stage crew from the concert, nearly a dozen celebrities from the entertainment world—music, movies, TV, and Broadway—and their escorts.
“You got an ID, kid?” we heard Bruiser (a.k.a. Sherman) ask the cute young eye candy entering the apartment.
“It’s OK,” assured one of the famous movie stars in attendance. “He’s with me.”
“If he ain’t 18,” asserted Bruiser, “he’s gonna have to be with you somewhere else.”
Thoroughly annoyed, the middle-aged guest snorted, “We’ll have to see what Rocky has to say about this.”
“I wouldn’t advise that,” said Bruiser firmly.
“And why the fuck is that?” the actor demanded.
“Because Rocky don’t allow no minors—no exceptions—and if you try to push it, this will be the last invitation you ever get to one of his parties.”
Demuring, the deflated movie star took his young consort and slinked away.
Everywhere we looked, guys were going at it hot and heavy. Some were bent over leather chairs or stretched out on the floor, a couple were fucking on the sofa, and there were even a pair of guys screwing out on the balcony, not really giving a shit whether anyone could see and hear them or not.
Rafael went for two of the band members who wasted no time getting better acquainted, and as Rocky made the rounds saying hello to everyone, Ward tailed him like a desperate puppy.
I found a comfortable seat in a secluded corner, but it didn’t stay secluded for long. I was immediately approached by three guys who started undressing me with no formalities, and having held back all day long, I was now ready for some hard-core action. I wanted to fuck and get fucked until I was exhausted, which is exactly what I did. These guys introduced me to sex positions I had never imagined before, culminating in a sausage link, also known as a daisy chain.
From the corner of my eye, I could see Rafael serving as the cooked ham in a deluxe sandwich, and I saw that Ward had finally seduced Rocky, or was it the other way around? I watched as they went into a nearby bedroom, but they didn’t stay there. They grabbed the king-size mattress and dragged it to the middle of the living room. “We both enjoy putting on a show,” they later told me. And quite a show it was. They wrestled for nearly 20 minutes until Rocky finally triumphed. (Actually, I think Ward let him win.)
After Rocky ravaged Ward for almost an hour—the way he had ravaged me—they took a short break and flipped the mattress, so to speak—Ward tearing up Rocky’s yearning ass. As I enjoyed occasionally looking over from my own little orgy to check in on them, I noticed that they sometimes looked in my direction to see if I was getting slammed enough. The same could be said for Rafael and his new partners in crime.
Sometime around 3:00 a.m., after most of the guests had either left or conked out, I thanked Rocky for the invitation and especially for letting me bring Rafael and Ward. “I know they had a fantastic time,” I assured him.
“Don’t go,” Rocky sighed.
“I’ve gotta get up and go to work in the morning,” I said.
“But you don’t have to be over at the U.N. until 1:00 p.m.,” announced Rafael.
“Yeah, but I have some things I need to do,” I said.
“Are any of these things life and death?” asked Rocky.
“Well, no,” I confessed.
“Then come with me,” he instructed.
Rocky led me into another of the bedrooms in the penthouse and locked the door behind us. He led me over to the bed, turned down the covers, and ushered me in. “We don’t have to fuck,” he spoke softly. “Let’s just enjoy being together.”
And that’s exactly what we did. As I lay on my back, Rocky curled up with his head against my chest and my arm wrapped around him. He didn’t need to be fucked. He just wanted to be loved. I knew the feeling.
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