Acquired Tastes LXIII: Gay Pulp Fiction, Part 16
Pleasure Reader, Phase Three Cont.
In today's post, we continue taking a look at Greenleaf Classic's Pleasure Books imprint. These books are all a part of the 108 titles that featured black ink or black and white illustrations. This is part of Pleasure Books third generation of re-branding - no doubt, in an effort to keep costs down, while increasing profitability. Most of the art you see was created by an unknown/unaccredited artist, although there are several done by pulp fiction die hard illustrator Robert Bonfils, some done by illustrator Harry Bremmer, and those done by an artist known only as Savage.
In an effort to get through these as quickly as possible, so that we can move on to other imprints... I am sharing a larger number of covers for the next few posts in this series. This is also due to the fact that many of the authors are familiar to those of you who have been following this series and... that I have run out of new things to share about them!
Dive in. And don't hold your breath. Although, at the very end? You may want to hold your nose.
You'll see.
There is also a preface by Earl Kemp, one of the book's original editors, on the story of its publication during a time when the celebration of gay men's sexuality was still a dangerous thing. Gay Art also provides a modern-day discussion about pleasure and permission: questions about how we define erotic imagery, and what we should and should not be allowed to see.
In addition to his work as an art historian, Felix is credited with six novels in this genre, including the eye-brow Castration Castle, shown here.
Felix Lance Falkon passed away on April 19, 2010.
He wrote under at least eight different names: Ann Ashton, Jean Kimbro, Milt Jaxon, Charlotte Bramwell and Zoltan Lambec, among others. But, his most enduring pen name was Katheryn Kimbrough, author of the gothic series published under the umbrella title, Saga of the Phenwick Women.
John passed away on December 26th, 2005, in San Francisco at the age of 75.
A synopsis for Boy-Watcher: Boys will be boys, and sometimes... boys will even love boys! This was the lesson that Tom had to learn when he took over a boy's barracks at the State Camp. And once he learned to accept his own erotic nature, it was inevitable that he became queen of the camp!
Synopsis from GoodReads: Dan learned that the arena is a very dangerous place, especially when sex and politics are mixed. Like a gladiator, Andy Conrad stalked the hostile sands of political acquisition with Dan as his 'boy'. Together they would rule over the 'slobs' and wield tremendous power, making their own rules of love and life. And when Dan found out that he, too, was just another one of Andy's slobs, he was torn and twisted; pulled apart by ambivalent feelings of love and hate toward his cold, yet warm and sensual master.
A Gay meets C- Gay? Will love overcome all?
Synopsis: When military service takes men to the nether reaches of the universe, homosexuality takes on the distinction of being a virtue. Thanks to the man-man predisposition, anxiety-producing libidinous desires may be periodically released with no-guilt feelings, in a natural way. Pity the stubborn hetero on a starship; what a lonely, frustrated existence his would be!
"I've been in the business of writing books for a very long time, and I derive particular enjoyment from visiting different places and then trying to relay the 'essence' of those places to my readers. Likewise, I'm very adventuresome as regards to trying new things, whether it be exotic and strange foods and/or other more personal 'things'."
Synopsis for Adonis at Actum: Over the hills and through the primeval passes, four brave souls fought their gory way to Actum, the site of the grave of Kutamehan II. Their goal? To find the magic beetle which, when crushed and eaten, will provide thirty-six nonstop hours of sodomistic bliss!
I wonder if they stop for lunch?
Dean spoke of it briefly in an interview he gave The San Francisco Gay Crusader in 1977. The group never really materialized or managed to define it's purpose. And one can surmise the reason why - try to imagine such strong personalities as Larry and Dean fighting to control the direction of such a group; Larry, with his rather forward perspectives and Dean, with his rather antiquated notions of what it meant to be gay. Oh, to have been a fly on the wall for those meetings!
A synopsis: During a restless night of solo barhopping, Damon accidentally wanders into The Cave, a gay nightclub, and drunkenly goes home with hypnotic, handsome and red-lipped seducer Alan Drake. Alan makes short work of Damon's conviction that he's straight as an arrow, and Alan isn't just gay; he's also a vampire. Or is he? Damon can't decide whether his trysts with Alan have simply opened his eyes to his true desires, or whether he's under the influence of a supernatural fiend whose wildly exciting influence has inducted him into the ranks of the homosexual undead; doomed to roam the earth and convert other men.
I wonder what kind of a retainer Damon demands these days...?
Here's a brief synopsis: Rod's dependence on his mother, fostered by her, turned him into a sad creature indeed. He ended up dressed in black silk panties, carrying on a conversation with himself in the mirror.
Hmm... at my house, we call that Tuesday.
Yes, this is a one-off for this series. For some reason they decided to go with a rather artful unaccredited photograph, instead of a black ink drawing. Could it have something to do with the subject material? Well...
Something tells me C.J. Bradbury Robinson is a big old perv. He has four books to his credit and every one is about very young men: Young Thomas, Arabian Boys, A Crocodile of Choirboys and Bare Knees, Boy Knees.
He also published an anthology, of sorts called More Please No More. Here's a description: A substantial volume that contains the revised, full, and final text of Williams Mix, with its celebrated introduction by William S Burroughs. Also included are substantial extracts from Minor Incidents (aka A Crocodile of Choirboys, Phenix Books, San Diego, 1970) and Young Thomas (Greenleaf Classics, San Diego, 1971). These extracts, while offering the reader a tempting introduction to underground classics of the counter-culture, are designed to stand unaided and can be read as complete novels.
Hmm.
And, while we're at it and since I've raised the issue... let's have our worst suspicions verified with this little description of A Crocodile of Choirboys (begin to cringe... now):
A Crocodile of Choirboys is not a book of facts, although it contains undeniable truths. A Crocodile of Choirboys is not merely a novel; it is the most powerful, deeply moving essay ever written concerning the sexual fascination of men for boys. Utterly authentic (the author is a schoolmaster in an English boys' school), this book will shock you; it may even disgust you. But the piercing insight and devastating wit of C.J. Bradbury Robinson will surely open your eyes to a deepened awareness of man's diverse sexual proclivities.
Oh. Dear.
And on that note...
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That's all for today, folks. We bit off quite a bit, wouldn't you say? And, umm... certainly more than we expected.
Ah, the 1970's; going where no man... should ever go?
Until next time...
Boys Do Fall In Love - Robin Gibb
3 comments:
I TRIED to get a job as a Shafter once, they told me I was over qualified.
I love the illustrations. Someone needs to compile them and make a Taschen coffee table book.
I’d love to have the one on gay art, btw.
And yes, C.J. Was borderline NAMBLA there. Way to demolish stereotypes, C.J.
Robin Gibb was very handsome!
XoXo
I like the thought of “the homosexual undead; doomed to roam the earth and convert other men”!
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