Reading for Filth is back at a new venue–– the transitioning Eastern Bloc (soon to be Alan Cumming’s aptly-named venture, Club Cumming). For the 4/26 inaugural reading, I brought “Raunch Daddy” a short epistolary: All is illusion except for your odor, mi norteño. Let me also remind you that it’s quite inconvenient–given my populist and… Continue reading The Return of Reading for Filth!