You may recall that I started a series on philosophy for bouncers several months back. You may also recall that I left that series hanging, never having gotten around to part 3, in which I intended to cover the philosophy of Aristotle. Well, that loose end has left me with an itch in my brain, in desperate need of scratching...like an unresolved melody or those cell phone game ads where the person playing fails miserably at a game that you'd clearly have beaten. Which reminds me, I need to go through my phone and delete a bunch of games I’ve never played. Okay, lest I allow myself to get further off track, let's dive into some Aristotle...
Portland is the city of food. Sure, it has numerous other nicknames I don't really need to repeat to those of you who have lived here long enough, but "City of Food" should really be one of them. Out of all the cities in the Pacific Northwest, Portland really takes the cake with the food we offer. We were once listed on a top 50 list for best places to get pizza, and I believe we came close to New York. I've had pizza from NY, and I can say I just didn't get the hype. Probably because a lot of people from NY live in Portland and give me the same product. It's awesome. The level of selection we have here is insane...
After brushing up on my My Bloody Valentine trivia last month and watching Becoming Led Zeppelin and Midas Man, I had an epiphany—if you want good art, you have to pay for it. Not you, the consumer (although, ideally, you're paying for it in a way that's not Spotify). The people with money need to pay for it—the Patron Class...
William Shakespeare. The legend. The immortal bard. Writer of those plays you had to read in high school. His works endured from the 16th century and linger well into the modern age, with Shakespearean actors being vaunted as the best that you can be as an actor or actress, with such notable people among them as Sir Patrick Stewart of Star Trek fame, Sir Lawrence Olivier of, well, Hamlet fame, Dame Judi Dench of the fame of "M" in the Pierce Brosnan James Bond films, Ian McDiarmid of being the fucking Emperor in Star Wars, Sir Ian McKellen of Gandalf fame, and Sir Christopher Lee of...doing a bunch of shit for like 7 decades fame, also being in Star Wars as Count Dooku and playing Dracula for like 50 years, then starting a metal band at age 90...
I’m going on six years of working in a porn store. That first eye-opening interview that unveiled the truth about what goes on behind the closed doors of adult stores has become a distant memory. I even laugh at my own naivety when I think back to my initial reaction to walking into a porn theater for the first time. A reaction I now witness when I uncover the secrets of gloryholes and arcades to an unsuspecting, albeit curious, customer in my store. A reaction that, I won’t lie, I get some pleasure from...
This review was supposed to be for Companion. I had the Word doc set up. I made sure I had a fresh tube of lube and a new box of unscented tissues on my way to the theater. After being rudely cock teased by the Megan Fox caper on Netflix, I was beyond excited to see a proper robot sex slave flick in theaters. Even more so, to finally see Sophie Thatcher’s fat titties flop around. Spoiler alert, all you get is some side boob! I was furious. Dick in hand for an hour and a half. Just a bunch of blood and guts and, like, social commentary or some such horseshit. I never walked out of a theater so fast...
A semi-safe-for-work recap of Dick Hennessy’s latest adventure...
No time for fancy, elaborate introductions this month—there’s a plethora of industry events to cover, so you’ll have to wait until next month for the snarky, satirical lead-ins that you've grown accustomed to!
Last month’s first strip club stand-up comedy night at X Exotic Lounge was a success, and it will be back again this month, hosted by Japan the Punk Rock Comic. So, if you missed the show last month, make sure to head to X Exotic Lounge on Wednesday, March 5, and experience one of the most unique events our industry has to offer...
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