Big Daddy Red
On Wednesday, cops raided various sex shops in Philadelphia, removing tapes from the amateur line Big Daddy Red Hot Steamy Sex that may feature underage girls.
"They came in," Risque Video owner Dean Pagano told AVN. "Whatever they wanted, we gave them. We also had three of his tapes out on the street being rented. The cops did want the people's names who had them out. I refused."
"Daddy Reddd is a lightskinned black man," writes Aaron on
RAME, "who does amateur sex films with average looking black women
from the Philidelphia area. He's also has a series of softcore videos
made from Atlanta's Freaknik which features college girls flashing and
dancing.
I've bought 2 of his sex videos, here in Chicago and it looks like they
are shot in hotel rooms. I'd rate the quality of video and sound action
as good. All the videos are one hour.
"I wrote a SASE letter to the address where you check to verify
the ages of the actresses, asking about a list of videos and prices,
BUT the letter returned as a no such number. Go figure."
"We just heard about this," said Jack of Major Distribution (in business 18 years), perhaps Daddy Redd's largest distributor, Friday morning. "We've called Daddy Redd and he has not called us back. We've alerted everybody that there may be a problem with his line and that shops should not sell him until we find out what is happening.
"It's very difficult to know what every manufacturer is doing and that his reports are in order. I'm very upset that things like this happen. It's wrong. It's not the image we want out there. I haven't heard of anything like this for ages. You've got a small guy, of which there are a lot, who may not have done things properly, and then everyone goes under the microscope.
"He's not returned any phone calls to see if it is true. There are always three sides to every story. Sometimes, somebody calls the cops to say, 'my underage daughter is in a movie.' Or a girl says, 'if you don't pay me more money, I'll tell people that...'
"I don't know what he [Daddy Redd] did. As a distributor, I don't know how far we can go to find out what Evil Angel, Vivid, VCA do..."
Tiffany Mynx has an interview scheduled with Steve Hirsch. She may become a Vivid Girl. Tiff's ex-boss Rob Black has been calling around town to get her work.
Mynx writes: "I don't think it's necessary for Rob to exert any effort to find work for me. I'm pretty sure I can take care of myself. I find it strange that he even wants to help me considering the manner in which he handled my unexpected exodus from Extreme."
Other porners are equally puzzled, concluding that Rob runs his business asmuch by emotions as by thought.
Email: "Nina Hartley was scheduled to be interviewed by the Regular Guys on 96rock in Atlanta, Ga. She was a no-show for two days in a row. The shows hosts, Larry and Eric, were extremely upset with her not appearing. They stated many times that the only porn star that they can trust to call or show up on time was Kylie Ireland."
NBC's new head of entertainment, Scott Sassa, who told critics 1/14/99 that he wanted to see less sex and more traditional families on TV shows, worked at Playboy during the 1980s in the Programming and Acquisitions Department.
Luke F-rd appeared on the Tim Conway & Doug Steckler show on FM 97.1 in Los Angeles, KLSX, Thursday at 8 PM. About two years ago, Riki Rachman was fired from KLSX after punching out Steckler for ridiculing on the air Riki's girlfriend Janine.
Directors James DiGiorgio, Kevin Korey and Mike South phoned in as well as www.rogreviews.com critic Roger Pipe. DiGiorgio writes on RAME:
"I'm sitting here listening to Luke drone on, courtesy of KLSX
radio and two of the station's jocks: Conway and Heckler (or whatever
his name is). And here's these two radio personalities (personalities...uh
huh) hawking Luke as the guy who knows ALL the dirt in a very dirty
business (porno....not politics), and touching on none of it.
"So far, it's about as exciting as watching, make that listening
to, ice melt.
Can talk radio be any more vanilla? I can't help asking myself, "how
can a
sordid, lurid, dime-novel, counter-culture subject like the 'porn world'
be
so void of anything resembling controversy, sensationalism, human
interest....I mean, BORE-EEENG! Other than mouthing a couple of very
obvious jokes regarding sex and porn, these two radio-dolts failed miserably
at getting at anything that might fulfill the audience's expectations
of a show
hosting the 'know-all' man of porn.
"A couple of porn directors, myself included, called in. Again,
the lame-duo
were reluctant--make that unable, to get at anything resembling dirt
(which,
if my instincts are correct, the audience was hoping for). Luke himself
made
a few feeble attempts to liven the discussion, but his hosts failed
to take
Luke's cue and go with it.
"I got the feeling that having Luke on their show was not their
idea,
and they probably didn't really want to have him, but hey, whoever signs
their checks probably thought otherwise. Mercifully, they went to commercial
at one point, and when they came back, Luke was gone (banished, no doubt,
back to his hovel in west hollywood, or wherever it is he lives), and
although the Boring-Brothers insisted they were going to continue talking
about sex (I guess I kinda missed when they actually started talking
about it), they brought out some old lady who wrote something about
something called "conversational rape," whatever that is...
I never did figure it out."
Shooting Sex has hit the Top 30 of porn video sales and Rob Spallone says it will be remade as a mainstream film.
Kid Vegas: "Luke, you wrote that Temptress' friend Devan has left Zane Entertainment, and that's true. But why? Could it have anything to do with the awkward moment when Matt allegedly let his hand fall onto Devan's knee during their one-on-one development meeting? Just asking..."
Devan and Matt Zane deny the story. Both appear far from gay. Devan says he left Zane Entertainment on good terms for the opportunity to work for Johnathan Morgan at Wicked. "I think Kid Vegas should apologize," says Devan. "I don't where he got this story. Matt is the furthest thing from gay."
Kid Vegas rejoins: "I DO apologize if anyone got the idea that
Devan is gay. He definitely is not. As for "Tinky Winky" [the
purple, purse-toting character on television's popular "Teletubbies"
children's show], did anyone catch his promo reel at the Zane booth
at CES? Call me old fashioned, but I usually like to see girls in my
porn vids. All you saw in Matt's was him jumping and posing. The one
positive thing I can say is that Matt's shooting style is becoming more
dynamic. Maybe he's picked up some tips from Paul "The Geyser"
Morgan [director/star of Raw Meat], with whom Matt has been seen hanging
out lately. If Matt insists on hitting the Sunday night club circuit,
he should try keeping a lower profile."
Dog Walker star Christina Angel is nearing
the end of a two-week stand at the Moonlight Bunny Ranch in Carson City
(Feb. 1 to Feb. 14). "I hear it's been going slow for her,"
says a source, "she's barely charging more than the house girls."
Bradley Warren of the web site www.hollywoodplaymates.com writes: "I recieved a letter from Playboy telling me to cease with my business of enternet entertainment [using the partial domain name 'playmates']. To this I said "kiss butt". I'm sure this is just the beginnig of a long protracted battle against the behemoth Playboy and the little guy, me."
Fisting Videos: "This one opens great with a woman getting her ass and pussy fisted. Then a huge dildo is shoved up her ass and she is f---ed with that. Afterwards she is f---ed in the pussy and ass by some guy. The action moves to two women f---ing each other with dildos in the pussy and ass. They start to fist each other and then they piss on each other. one of them braks out an enema bag and gives the other an enema. The woman squirts the water out of her ass and into the mouth of the other woman, great stuff!"
Gloria Leonard: "Fisting and pissing in American videos/films is against the law and consideRedd punishably obscene."
Nici Sterling writes: "Dear Mr. Ford, I
have answered your email's and spoke to you in good faith. You still
choose to put Blatant and harmful lies up on your site about me. I have
had enough!
"You will take all roamers connected with my stage name, Nici Sterling
off
of your site within the next 2 days. If you choose not to do so, it
is my
intention to take legal Reddress against you personally.
"Your publishing of here say roamers are Liable and slanderous.
Nici and
NiciSterling are federally registeRedd trade marks and are protected
under
the Landham act. Any and all damages done to the NiciSterling trade
mark by your gossip will be persued.
"I further more would like to see a referenced of total and unreserved
withdrawal of the statements on your site."
Voyager7: "Lukas what did you say about Nici? Bad boob job?, bad choice in her video line where she introduces some lame amateur scenes? Did you dis her "meal ticket" hubby?"
Luke wrote to Don Osterholt, "The web site www.nicisgirls.com lists your wife Tabitha Stevens as an escort. Is this true?"
Don replies: "Luke my friend, let me give you a little internet
education. As you know I run my wife's official web site at www.tabithastevens.com.
"Her site has been very successful even though it has only been
up a few
months. One of the reasons for its success is that we have managed to
drive
a fair amount of traffic to the site. Traffic converts to paying members
so
we are always trying to think of the most creative ways to get guys
to
visit her site. If you look closely at the nici's girls site you will
see a
banner on the page that has tabitha pictures, that banner links directly
to
tabitha's official web site.
"Escort sites as very busy sites and it is very easy to get traffic
Reddirected from an escort site to a commercial web site. That is the
sole
purpose of the pictures you see on the nici's girls web site. I know
its a
cheap ploy buy it works. In fact, we use this tactic successfully for
a
couple of our web site clients like Missy, Nici Sterling and Melanie
Stone.
"If you are looking for the inside scoop on escorts, nici's girls
is probably
not your best choice. Most of the girls on the site do not escort but
buy
banner advertising space to direct traffic to their personal web sites."
Mickey G., husband of Wicked contract girl Missy: "I noticed Missy's
name on the list of prostitutes [at www.nicisgirls.com]
This is not true. Missy has done some Girl-Girl Shows for Parties with
Nici over a year ago now.
Missy & I have our hands full with work at "Wicked Pictures".
We are
also working hard on her own site www.missyweb.com.
Missy has enjoyed performing at a few private parties with a few of
the XXX stars Butt has NEVER been paid or accepted offers to be Paid
for Sex through any service or anyone.
"The picture on Nici's Girl's site was taken off her website without
permission. When this was brought to our attention the other day, we
called and "Nici" without any hassle said she would remove
it. We were thinking it may be a good link for traffic since you've
brought it to the limelight recently but it is not the image we care
to represent. Truthfully we have been approached on the subject of "Sex
for hire" for substantial amounts of money but were not even tempted
as we have had
much success just working in Film and video for a more than comfortable
income. Our free time together is precious, we would not sell it to
anyone
for any price."
Luke: A 2/12 check of www.nicisgirls.com shows that Missy's picture is still up along with information how to book her sexual services.
Email: "Contrary to Don Osterholt's statement, "If you look
closely at the
nici's girls site you will see a banner on the page that has tabitha
pictures, that banner links directly to tabitha's official web site,"
when I went to Nici's Girls and clicked on Tabitha's picture, all I
got was some horrible introduction to her and encouragement to call
to
make a reservation. Sorry, Don, but there's no banners here. For all
intents and purposes, looks like the only way Don or Tabitha are making
any money off this site is if she's acting as an escort."
JL: "Why would someone [Nici Sterling] get mad at you if she
willingly allowed her name to be used on such a site. After all, if
one
is voluntarily on such a site the natural inference would be that said
person is in fact doing such work. If she does not want such inferences
made she should not be on that site in the first place. So why be
upset when that conclusion is reached. Furthermore, if it is true that
some of these girls are using the site merely to link to their own web
sites then they are perpetrating a fraud upon the public. Therefore,
they are being dishonest. By what right do they have to be indignant?
They only see things through a one-way mirror. On the other hand,
many of the girls on the site do not have links to their own sites.
How is one to know the bogus from the real? Me thinks they are real.
Speaking of dishonesty, once in a while one sees appels to fans for
monatery donations because of some injury or illness. e.g., last
summer, Julia Parton had such an appeal for a "broken leg"
and no
insurance. How can one verify such an appeal. Where is the
accountability? Do people really send in donations. Also, one hears
about how much these girls make "on the road." Why no insurance.
Do
they think the money they make is just all gravy. One has to take care
of business first. Essentials like health insurane come first."
A source: "On Chloe: did you notice she wanted to remind directors
that she had not raised her rates and wasn't "too busy". Obviously,
she's had trash
talked about her. She's still getting squeezed and they're trying to
shepherd her into a boob job. Like I said, she'll get less and less
work
and eventually none unless she complies. Russ Hampshire's spiel on
discussion about whether her series will continue is a thinly veiled
way
of saying "Chloe get a boob job"."
Email: "When you mentioned Jim South having no involvement in
covering for Marc Wallice. Perhaps not directly, but at the very least
he dragged his feet and paid no mind to any of the rumors or Marc's
appearance...which makes him an accessory. That's what I meant by "covering".
As a talent agent, he *IS* responsible for this, no matter how much
he claims otherwise. Did he keep giving Marc work during the time before
the test?.
I'm still guessing AVN will kill the Marc Wallice piece. If it does
run, it will be to "cover" Jim South's role."
Andrew Drake of www.upskirt.com
writes: "I was contacted Monday by the producers of the Montel
Williams show to fly out to New York to be a guest. The topic Video
Voyeurs "An inside look." MY ASS!! So being the "no holds
bar" marketing man that I am, I saw this great for more exposure
of my various websites including www.upskirt.com which has the vast
majority of Americans appalled. "What, my ass may be up on a website
for all the world to see." Yet these are the same idiots who had
to hear word for word about President Clinton' affair.
"So I show up to the studio, and there waiting for me are six female
victims
of various rogue voyeurs, a lawyer who represents them, and a Republican
Senator with his head up his ass, and I must not forget Montel "Married
to an Ex stripper" Williams. They attempted in every way to put
me on trial and
have me convicted. and I made every return punch to land somewhere near
the jaw of the general public...Bottom line is, I have millions of hits
on this website a month, someone out there must want to see upskirts,
and down blouses. People will always be intrigued with the fascination
of seeing what they are not suppose to see. After the show they rushed
me out of the studio "for my safety" Ha,Ha... I hope after
all this fun the revenue on this site doubles"
Satire by Fred Buccolini
The Real Inside, Dirty Scoop of What Happened to
Luke F-rd at the 1999 Consumer Electronics Show
I have a secret. Promise you won't tell?
You may have heard that I went to the Consumer Electronics
Show early last month and had a blast. You can probably
imagine me bedding down every porn star-- drinking , snorting,
grunting.
Not true.
Maybe everybody else had a blast, but not Scoop Luke.
My big mistake was succumbing to the Sands Hotel Grand Slam
Breakfast Special. A feast for the eyes: eggs, sausages,
Canadian bacon, butteRedd toast, orange juice--all you can eat,
for $1.99.
The truth of the matter: I spent the whole convention on the
toilet. It was a nice bathroom, don't get me wrong---the
Sands is first class all the way. But a toilet nonetheless.
At first, I was just palling around with Rob Spallone, who
was dropping silver dollars into sundry slot machines.
He finally found one he liked and made himself comfortable;
yelled for a waitress, grabbed her ass. I felt something
hard on my cheek. It was her fist. Rob must have ducked,
and I'm on the floor, looking up, thinking: "I'm Starving."
That's when I saw the sign: Grand Slam Breakfast. It was a
real pretty, iridescent sign. I got up, told Rob that I would
be back in about forty-five minutes, and I fled. I ran so
fast. I couldn't wait.
While in the buffet line, I just started piling my plate:
Two big servings of scrambled eggs; three strawberry crepes
with loads of powdeRedd sugar on top; a half a dozen sausages;
eight pancakes; and three scoops of maple syrup on top of
everything.
Then I sat down and gorged while looking at a pamphlet
someone had stuffed into my jacket entitled: "How to
defuse a car bomb." Interesting.
After I had finished my last greasy sausage, I felt
something of a bomb go off in my stomach. I felt terrible
and I started to perspire. I felt all knotted up inside and
was very unsure whether I could stand and walk to the
bathroom without becoming a terrible embarrassment.
I noticed a very wise looking, elderly black gentleman
drinking a cup of coffee, dressed in an orange dress shirt and
a black vest. He was sort of laughing at me. I noticed his
name tag: Biff : CES Bathroom Service Manager.
Once he noticed that I saw him laughing, he quickly composed
himself and approached my table.
Biff: "My, my, my, you look like you could use a little he'p.
Take my arm and I will lead you to Pleasure Place."
Luke: "You mean Pleasure Productions?"
Biff: "Naw, the toilet. You are going to unload what's ailin'
you and then you are going to feel plea-sure."
Luke: "What's ailing me is that I ate pork!"
Biff led me into the bathroom. I was amazed how ornate,
and classy the bathroom was: Seventeenth Century
white marble floors, highly glossed Redd tiled walls, gold
facets, electric laser sensors that have replaced flush
handles, and 5-ply toilet paper--lots of it!
Biff directed me to the handicapped stall, which is
much bigger and roomier than the other stalls. In fact,
it was bigger than my apartment.
Biff: "Since no one is here, take the nice one, Mistah,...Stone.
Mark? Can I call you Mark?"
Luke: "Luke. My name is Luke F-rd. Don't you know who I am?"
Biff: "No. But your name tag says Mark Stone."
Luke: "Oh...I...it's....uh, I gotta take a dump. Gimme a
sec--."
Biff: "No problem."
Biff shut the stall door and walked over to his work area near
the front entrance. He took down his "out to lunch"
sign, brought out his wicker basket/tip jar from beneath the
wash area, looked over an array of colognes to make sure they
were tidy, and sat down on a bar stool adjacent to the wall.
I let out an enormous fart.
Biff: "Whoa! Home run!"
Luke: "I'm sorry."
Biff: "Hell. Don't worry abo't it. I've smelt the farts of
kings, queens, and a few losers."
Luke: "What does mine....? Never mind."
Biff: "So you wearin' that fake name tag 'cause somebody
tryin' to kill you or what?"
Luke: "Well. Yes. People hate me."
Biff: "Oh. I'm sorry. I try to get along wit' everybody,
you know what I'm saying?"
Luke: "Sure thing. Can I have a moment?"
Biff: "s---, yeah."
Suddenly James DiGiorgio and Rob Spallone walk in. James
palms Biff a twenty dollar bill, and raises a joint out of
his left pocket. Biff, smiles, locks the bathroom door
entrance, and partakes in the entertainment.
Luke: "Hey! I smell pot!"
Rob: "Trying to get rid of your stink, pal! You must have
ate an elephant!"
Luke: "Oh God. Rob?"
Rob: "I only know one Aussie at this porn convention. That's
gotta be Poop Scoop!
James: "Ya mean Scoop Poop!"
James and Rob get the giggles, start to laugh so hard
they hyperventilate, and end up on the floor, stoned silly.
Biff: "I just waxed those floors. Go ahead...makes
yourselves comfort'ble."
I let out a small squeak-poop.
Rob: "What was that? A test fart?"
Luke: "Sorry. Hey...Rob? I had my palm read by
some psychic over at the Sunshine Video booth. The girl said
that my book would get a great review in Publishers Weekly and
that the magazine article that is being written about me in
New Times Los Angeles will bring me a tremendous amount of
media attention; so much,that an ex-girlfriend will knock on
my door, get on her knees, and beg me for forgiveness. But
the psychic says I will refuse the girl's offer and end up
marrying Gloria Leonard when Amazon.com's stock reaches $650 a
share."
James: "Luke? What did this psychic look like?"
Luke: "Oh. Tall, blonde, lots of make-up. Arms a
bit hairy. She did tweak my dick when I left, which I thought
a bit odd."
James: "Luke, you need to wake-up! Didn't you see the display?"
Luke: "I was so preoccupied with the reading..."
Rob: "Moron! Sunshine is pushing their new line of Shemale
videos: Shemale Harlots go to Junior College. That
psychic was no psychic. She likes you Luke. I think you
should go for it!"
Luke: "Oh God...I feel used."
Rob: "Get used to it."
Rob notices Biff's name tag.
Rob: "Biff? Your name is Biff?"
James: "You don't look like a Biff."
Biff: "Biff is my middle name. My full name is
Leroy Biff Silver."
Luke: "No relation to Long Dong Silver?"
Biff: "As a matter of fact...yes. Long Dong is my son."
God bless his over extended ding-a-ling."
James: "How big is Long Dong?"
Biff: "Seventeen and one-half inches erect."
Rob: "The guy was a f---ing freak!"
Biff: "I'm wearin' steel toe boots, my man. You better take
that back. Yo' way down there, and I'm way up here. I may be
old, but my legs are strong."
Rob: "Long Dong was one of the originals. Truly fantastic!"
Biff: "You gonna hog that joint?"
Rob: "No. Here, take it. You're the Man!"
Biff: "You betcha yo' ass. I am the Man in this place."
James: "What's Long Dong doing these days?"
Biff: "Why he's a U.S. Supreme Court Justice."
Rob: "Really?"
Biff: "Yessir. My boy made good in a white man's world."
Rob: "He really made the crossover from porn to mainstream."
Biff: "HUH?"
Luke: "Guys? I think I'm gonna let out another BIG blast."
James and Rob quickly stand up. Rob pulls out a roll of hundRedds,
and sticks one bill into the wicker basket. James unlocks the front
entrance.
They make a quick exit.
Standing outside the bathroom, Rob and Jim hear something that
sounds like a nuclear explosion.
Biff comes out, choking and gaging, and tumbles to the floor
in front of Rob.
James: "That must have been one hell of a fart."
Biff appears disheveled, his orange shirt charRedd
and ripped open; he looks up curiously at Jim and Rob.
Biff: "Fart? That was no fart. I was freebasing. This job is
boring as hell."
Rob: "Well, why don't you come to work for me?"
Biff: "Will you let me direct x-rated videos?"
Rob: "Sure. Anybody can do it!"
James: "Is there a type of video you would like to do?"
Biff stands up. He looks down and ponders for a moment. Then his
eyes light up.
Biff: "I really like Blubber Tubbies, and Harlem Harlots videos."
Rob laughs.
Rob: "You like Randy Detroit's stuff? Cool. We could take
away some his marketshare?"
James: "Can you write, Biff?"
Biff: "Write? I can't even read."
Rob: "How big is your dick?"
Biff: "Twenty-three inches, erect."
Rob: "YOU'RE HIRED!"
Luke stumbles out of the bathroom looking sheepish.
Luke: "Biff, I want to apologize because during my last excretion,
I must have blown the bathroom door right off its hinges."
Biff smiles.
Biff: "Naw man, don't worry 'bout it. I did that. You didn't
do that. I'm a bathroom junkie, man! My pipe exploded when I was
freebasin'."
Luke: "Hmm, you look pretty good. Your hair is a bit frayed
around the edges. But overall, I think you're lucky. Richard Pryor
lit himself on fire doing that s---."
Biff: "Pryor was a genius. He was only funny when he was stoned.
No drugs, not funny. I think he---oh God!"
Luke: "What's wrong?"
James: "I think the writer of this bit is trying to come up with
an ending."
Biff: "It's my heart...I think...."
Biff drops to the floor. Rob kneels, checks Biff's pulse.
Rob starts to wail; incredible histrionics.
Rob: "God! Why are you so merciless? I discover the next
John Holmes and you kill him! You f---ing kill him!"
Rob pounds his fists on the floor, tearing.
James: "Pssst. Rob? It wasn't God. It was the writer.
This bit is over."
...........................................................
Gloria Leonard: "Very amusing...Did you actually write it or was it that Buccolini guy? [Buccolini wrote it.] Laughs are not what I usually get reading your site but this was pretty good. So where's the ring? Better be at least three carats...and as part of my dowry, you should know that I too, am a Mensa member but I think you'd be better off hitching up with some blonde, church-going shiksa with orange acrylic nails!"