At a Glance:Steven Cheslik-DeMeyer has been a Project Contributor since March 2010, has written 55 entries and currently lives in New York City.
I've lived as an artist of one sort or another all my life. I spent the '80s and '90s (my 20s and 30s) in New York studying painting, playing in bands, writing songs, singing, making theater. I grew up in Indiana, and, besides New York, I've lived in Nashville, San Francisco, the Utah wilderness, and for two years in a camper on the road.
I'm 48. I came out in 1979. I caught the tail end of the wild years before HIV rewrote the script. I was a member of ACT UP and Queer Nation in the late 80s. My political consciousness was forged in opposition to the threats of that dark time: Reagan, Jesse Helms, the Moral Majority, and the rest. Lately, I find myself pretty far outside the mainstream of the LGBT movement, politically speaking. I can get adamant. I try not to be strident, and I love it when smart people disagree with me. I love the conversation. There's nothing sexier than being persuaded.
I am a writer and artist; I make theater and sometimes film, I write songs and sometimes I perform them. I moved back to New York in 2010 after being away for 12 years.
I'm interested in many things: art, movies, books, sex, love, 70s variety shows, old musicals, porn, comedy, weird stuff, bad stuff. And I have a wicked Judy Garland fetish.
I have a personal blog at golikewater.blogspot.com.
Steven Cheslik-DeMeyer: Recently Filed
Thanksgiving in my adulthood has been a time for celebrating with what queer people our age call our "acquired family." It was important and inevitable that I put some distance between my family's lives and mine when I left Indiana at 18.Read More
If you're one of those people who wants to know as little as possible about a film or book or play before you see it, don't read this post.Read More
The owners of the trendy (again) restaurants, Indochine and Acme, are going to take over the space on First Avenue that housed Lucky Cheng's and, before that, the Club Baths. Read More
I didn't watch the last debate. I just didn't want to. When you start talking about foreign policy, you land smack-dab in the middle of everything about Obama's administration that makes me want to vote for the Green Party.Read More
Why is it every time a minority makes some small progress toward getting the rest of everybody to get off their fucking backs and let them live their lives, some straight person or white person or male person jumps up and says, "What about me?"Read More