Celebrity Gossip

By Billy Masters

Did ya know that Oct. 11 was National Coming Out Day? Those hot Karshner Triplets from the Cingular commercials sure knew. They may not be gay, but they appeared at the National Coming Out Day Festival in Las Vegas. QVegas magazine put the three shirtless hunks on the cover, but confused readers with a headline that read, "Four Youth Step Out Of The Closet In The Face Of Adversity." Obviously, this referred to a story inside the magazine and not the triplets.

I was recently unceremoniously uninvited to a party at the estate of dear Connie Stevens. I don't blame my beloved Connie, because she was simply hosting the soirée as a benefit for a gay youth organization -- a group that probably doesn't even realize that its publicist felt it was "inappropriate" to let the nation (rather, the world) know about said organization via a column called "Filth." Instead, I'll talk about one of my favorite organizations -- The Trevor Project, which runs a nationwide teen suicide hotline. This year, the organizers of Gay Day Disneyland (www.GayDay2.com) donated proceeds from the Friday night "Wonderland" dance to Trevor and raised quite a few thousand dollars. Bravo! BTW, the organization's Web site, www.TheTrevorProject.org, is a great resource for those many young gay fans of "Filth."

Last week, I participated in Divas Who Care, which benefited Habitat for Humanity (because I'm a diva who cares). Robin and Sandy at the Factory in West Hollywood donated the facility, and all money raised went directly to the charity. Aside from moi, the divas on hand were Thelma Houston, Erin Hamilton, Tiffany, Pat Hodges, Niki Harris, and Pepper MaShay. Hosting the event was Queer as Folk cutie Peter Paige, and the fabu music was spun by Chris Cox. Special thanks to Stephen Ford at www.DivasAndDJs.com for coordinating the entertainment for this phenomenal evening.

VH1's But Can They Sing? begins on Oct. 30.ÊThis is the show I've been waiting a lifetime for -- nine alleged celebrities will compete to see who the best singer is. Contestants include Morgan Fairchild, Antonio Sabato Jr., and Carmine Gotti. I say keep an eye on that Gotti kid -- if he doesn't win, he'll off ya!

Here's someone who's not in competition with anyone -- Lypsinka. In most shows, Lyppie flip flops from grande dame to grande dame. This time around, the subject is the grandest dame of all -- Joan Crawford.ÊThe Passion of the Crawford centers around an interview Miss Crawford gave in 1973 on the stage of New York's Town Hall. This is not merely someone mouthing along while Joanie chats -- it is a complete interpretation utilizing staples in Lypsinka's formidable arsenal of talent. The sly sideways look, the flick of an eyebrow, the use of a scarf, all conspire to create a complete illusion that we are in the presence of La Crawford herself. On opening night, Julie Newmar, Lainie Kazan, and I snuck backstage to congratulate Lypsinka (thank God I had my camera with me).

Our first "Ask Billy" question comes from Felix in Tennessee, who writes: "I love Commander in Chief. Is this the first time we've seen a woman as the president of the United States? And what can you tell me about the stud playing the son? Woof!"

Oh, how quickly they forget the 1987-88 television season and a landmark show called She's the Sheriff. OK, so Suzanne Somers is no Oscar winner, and she wasn't the president. But she was the sheriff, and that's close enough for me. I too love Commander in Chief -- which is a huge compliment, since Geena Davis usually leaves me cold. But I'm warmed up by Matt Lanter, who plays her son, Horace (a name right out of She's the Sheriff). You may recall Lanter from last season's Bravo series Manhunt -- he was the model who was very pretty, but a bit too young and a bit too short and who still had a bit of baby fat. Turns out, he's not only attractive, but also a decent actor. I'll wait to see how he handles playing gay. Oh, yes, I said gay! Those are the rumors, anyway...

I'm also enjoying Prison Break (although you have to really pay attention -- which I hate). I'll watch Night Stalker and Kitchen Confidential until they're cancelled. And Hot Properties might end up being a hoot and a half. Still, as far as I'm concerned, Reba remains the best comedy on television.

Speaking of the new television season, I've waited a long time to see characters that remind me of my gay friends, and at long last, two are in new shows. However, these characters are supposedly straight, although they are both played by gay actors. A prescription for a blind item, si?

I've always said the difference between a tease and a flirt is that a tease won't follow through -- a flirt will. I'm most definitely a flirt. And I'm gonna prove it to Harry in Ontario, Canada, who writes: "You big tease -- last week you implied that you had a gay porn tape of a soap stud. I can't wait. Can you give me a hint who it is?"

About a year ago, I reported that Guiding Light hunk Marty West had done "erotic wrestling" videos for the gay market. Someone leaned on the distributor and had the titles removed from the shelves, but it would appear that little Marty (now unemployed and living in Santa Monica) didn't stop with "wrestling." In the summer of 1997, Bacchus Releasing put out a flick called Underground Sex Club, which is one of those endless orgy videos with a handful of interchangeable boys doing all sorts of things with each other (and using flashlights in one scene -- but I won't spoil it for you). Once I got the tip that Marty West might be in this video, I tracked down someone who definitely is in it -- and he too believes the guy in question is Marty.

After viewing the video, I can report that the guy most definitely looks like Marty West, circa 1997. At that time, he would have been 19 years old -- which seems to match the guy in the video. Although he's from Norwalk, Conn., Marty went to college at Arizona State University (where he wrestled). Hmmm -- that means he would have been near California in 1997, and it's not unlikely that he spent a summer in L.A., where the film was shot. We know that in 1998, his official wrestling weight was 141 pounds. Since he claims to be 5'10", he'd be the same size as the guy in the video.

Of course, what you really want to know is, what does this alleged "Marty" do in the video? He does everything except "bottom." He seems to like kissing, enjoys getting his dick sucked, either doesn't like sucking or isn't particularly good at it, and enjoys fucking -- hard! Let me reiterate -- I am not saying that this is definitely Marty West (our lawyers made me write that). I'm just saying that it sure looks like him, and it might be him. I suppose I could just put the footage up on Filth2Go.com our Members Only section and you can decide for yourself.

When Morgan is singing and Marty is fucking, it's definitely time to end yet another column. I even snuck a blind item in there. This week is special because we hit a milestone. This column has come out every week for the past 10 years! I should thank my long-suffering proofreaders, my fabulous publishers, and every single fan who reads this column week in and week out. A special thank you to Freddie Jordan, who got me started on this path in the first place. For the best in gossip, check out www.Filth2Go.com. If you need any questions answered, drop a note to Billy@filth2go.com and I promise to get back to you before anyone else mentions She's the Sheriff! So, until next time, remember, one man's filth is another man's bible.