My Hero Iggy Pop.

Iggy Pop

If you know anything about “riders”, you know they’re the contracts musicians draw up with concert promoters. They cover all sorts of bases, like the venue the show is going to take place, as well as what kind of yummy food the band gets before (and maybe after) the show, as well as how much they’re getting paid…blah blah blah.

Van Halen became notorious for their rider, which asked for (among other things) a bowl of M&M’s to be placed out for the band, sans the brown ones.

You can read Iggy’s rider at The Smoking Gun, but I’ll save you some time and just highlight some of Iggy’s very favorite things:

Iggy wants a back stage room that looks a little “less like a typical rock & roll dressing room and more sort of…interesting.”

Iggy would like a “homosexual” to add a little “artistic flair” to his room.

Iggy would like a “kettle or water heating device” along with some “fresh ginger, honey, lemons, and a sharp knife”.

Iggy would like an English language newspaper.

Iggy would like “someone dressed as Bob Hope” to do “fantastic Bob Hope impersonations and telling all those hilarious Bob Hope jokes about golf and Hollywood and Bing Crosby”.

Best of all?

The following is a last-page addendum to Iggy And The Stooges current rider, outlining a show Iggy came up with:

Dead Dog Island:

By the way, if there are any Reality TV executives reading this — hardly likely, I know, but — here is my idea for a Reality TV show.

It’s called “Dead Dog Island”, where a group of contestants / dog lovers are asked what is their favorite breed of dog, then whatever they reply (for example, “Poodle” or “Labrador”) they are then presented with a dead dog of that particular breed, which they have to cook in a number of different ways, say about six or seven, and then eat it all up over the course of the next, oooh…two weeks or so.

But just to make it a little more difficult and sort of gameshow-y, all the knives are blunt, and they have to wear a pair of those enormous clown trousers, made out of wood or something, so that they can’t quite reach anything.

The first person to completely eat all his (or her) dog, and not be thrown off the island by the public for being too pleasent, or maybe unpleasant, wins another, live dog of exactly that same breed. And pots of money. And free dogfood for life (of the dog).

This all would take place on some romantic tropical island somewhere, so it would all be very visual and make really super telly.

Maybe there could be a celebrity version, with currently out-of-the-spotlight celebrities in it. Does anyone know if Cher is a dog lover? I think Steve Nicks probably is.

Oh, and no sicking it all up into a bucket every night when the cameraman goes to bed. That would be frowned upon…

Interview with a Porn Star (#38) — Audrey Elson

Audrey Elson

I Shoot Porn: So describe, in a somewhat detailed manner, what went down with your parents the other day.

Audrey Elson: For starters, I’d like to say that I love my parents…to death.

ISP: So that means daddy didn’t bang you when you were 12?

AE: Absolutely not.

ISP: That’s a common misconception…that all porno girls were a victim of sexual abuse as a child.

AE: I agree. I’m often asked that question. I had a fairly normal childhood. I grew up in the Midwest with my folks and my siblings, and we did things like family vacations and piano lessons. Pretty typical.

ISP: So continue with what went down.

AE: Right…so, this past weekend my father received a package in the mail from…well, I don’t know who. I have no idea.

ISP: Its contents?

AE: It was literally a big package of porn. My porn. Porn that I am in.

ISP: Continue.

AE: I’d like to add right now that whoever sent that package is an asshole and did a very mean, rotten thing.

ISP: It’s actually a very cowardly, selfish act. Totally juvenile and stupid. If they really cared about you, they would have driven over to your parent’s house and talked to them face-to-face.

AE: Anyways, there were DVD’s and photographs, as well as a listing of my IMDB titles that I appear in. The photographs were computer printouts and stills of me getting banged out like a motherfucker by all sorts of dudes…black, white. All sorts. Not to mention the bondage scene with Steven St. Croix that looked like I’m being raped. But I wasn’t, and I thoroughly enjoyed it. Thoroughly.

ISP: Describe your father’s reaction to the pics from the Blacks on Blondes scene.

AE: My father reacted like any father would. He was absolutely horrified. Visibly shaken. If you can visualize someone on the other end of the phone.

ISP: And someone who’s like 6’5″ and about 300 pounds. Am I on a hit list now?

AE: Not for this.

ISP: What the fuck am I on the hit list for?

AE: Breaking my heart, you evil porn director.

ISP: Wait a second. I didn’t break your heart. You ended it with me.

AE: Bullshitsky my dear. Bullshitsky.

ISP: Anyways…what else did your dad do?

AE: I liked how you climbed out of that last one right there. I’ll save that for another time.

ISP: Anyways…what else did your dad do?

AE: OK fine! Lemme think here…(she thinks). He didn’t say much after the initial few sentences of his phone call. Speaking for him was my stepmother. She was screaming in the background.

ISP: I’m sorry. That’s really awful, and something that we have to deal with in our business. Not only from your end, but mine too, cause I feel like I’m part of your parent’s anguish…even though you came to me, got a job, and did exactly what you were hired to do.

AE: Exactly. There’s an enormous misconception in society that women in this business are forced to do things they don’t want to do. I’ve never done anything to earn a paycheck against my will. Porn is a well-paying job, a safe job, and has a community-feel amongst its workers. We all stick together. I’ve never worked a job where people have had that sort of comradery and understanding of each other.

ISP: I think that’s what PT Anderson caught so well at the end of Boogie Nights. When they were all at Jack’s house…functioning as a family.

AE: A lot of people in this business — because of what they do — have lost their essential family relationships and support. It’s no coincidence that people in our business get along well and end up having relationships and spending a lot of time together. Who better to understand the pain of living a double life in a…what’s the word I’m looking for?

ISP: Fucking stupid, judgmental, retarded, Republican World?

AE: You took the words right out of my mouth. Porn doesn’t hurt anyone. If anything, it helps people. But I’m not going to stand on a pedestal…but after all, it’s just porn.

ISP: So have you talked to your parents since it all went down?

AE: Sadly, no.

ISP: You have — or had — a good relationship with them, too.

AE: They’ll get over it. What choice does a parent have? I’ll be 23 this year. I’m a grown woman, and to quote Shorty Mac, you can’t tell me what to do cause I’m grown and I smoke cigarettes.

ISP: He does say that. May I add here that your rack is one of the very finest I’ve ever suckled?

AE: Yes you may.

Audrey Elson

Super Fun E-Mails: “My New Pal Marty”

Jessica Valentino

My new pal Marty writes:

Well after seeing the previews I caved in and got a Spunk Pass membership. So I now have a subscription to all but “No Way Am I Gay” and I think one other. All I can say is that you have exactly what I’m looking for in Porn. That is hot, dirty, chicks, real interviews and hot sex scenes. When you asked Jessica Valentino, Who’s face is covered in cum, “How do you feel about cumshots?” and she replies “they’re OK” I thought that’s exactly what I want to see in a porno flick. I also like the way you give them direction…”put the dick in your mouth” while she’s trying to answer a question you just asked her…too much!! Anyway keep up the good work. I am looking forward to seeing the rest of your sites.

Your Pal, Marty

PS: Seeing Jaylynn Sinz photo next to my email makes me hard. Keep it up. Would you post a picture of my pathetic little dick next to a picture of Riley Mason? Here it is next to my favorite soft core model!

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Well Marty, the way you’re gushing on and on about my work may lead some people to think you’re not really a person at all…more like a not-so-clever marketing tool dreamt up by me.

So I’ll go ahead and post that pic of your wee wee next to Riley Mason.

Just to make you happy, of course.

And to prove you’re a real dude.

What’s up with the dogleg curve that’s on it now? Your wiener looks like you smooshed it up against the wall.

Your pal — Billy

Jessica Valentino

There’s Something About Barbie, Part 5

Barbie Cummings

About a year ago Barbie Cummings approached me about helping her start a site.

“Are you sure this is something you want to do?” I asked.

“Absolutely!” She exclaimed.

Then I told her about all the work. First, we’d have to have at least 20 scenes — maybe more — before the site even opens. If we shoot once a week…well, that would take 5 months. Then, we’d have to edit them. Pay someone to design the look of the site.

Production. And post production.

It could take a year before the site’s even up. And then, it might take longer before you make a dime.

After I explained all this, I looked over at her. She wasn’t so excited anymore.

She asked, “What if the people you work for just put me under contract?”

I said, “Well, I could do that. Do you have any ideas on what your site might be all about?”

She thought for a bit. “I love black cock.”

“Duh.”

“I want a baby.”

“Oh wow. You never really told me that!”

“How about I just bang hot black guys and let them fill me up with their jizz until I’m knocked up?”

I smiled. I shook my head. I laughed. I was taken back, and then I thought “hot”.

That’s usually my thought process whenever I was with Barbie…no matter what we were doing. In that order. Barbie does something…anything, and Billy Watson: 1) Smiles. Then, 2) Shakes his head. Then, 3) Laughs. Then, 4) Gets repulsed. Then, 5) thinks what she just did was hot.

“Wait! Wait! I know! Let’s start my scenes with me taking a pregnancy test! If I’m negative, I’ll get all sad, and cry, and then I’ll fuck black guys and it’ll make me happy. Then, we’ll do it all over again next time we shoot!!”

“Will people really believe us?” I asked.

She looked at me like I was a dope. “Of course they will, Pencil Dick. Make sure you book multiple guys for each scene, too. I’ll take as many loads as they give me. I don’t even wanna know who the baby’s daddy is.”

Would it be really hot to capture a girl getting knocked up by black guys? And Barbie doesn’t know who the baby’s daddy is? Would people buy it? Would I get killed by Barbie’s dad?

Barbie Cummings.com

“Wait till they getta load of my site,” Barbie said, smiling.

“No pun intended,” I added.

It’s as real as the hangover you nursed away this weekend. It’s as real as your girlfriend breaking it off for another man. It’s as real as George W. Bush’s second term.

Consider yourself warned.

Barbie Cummings

Gone Fishin’ Again…

Gone Fishin'

Whenever I used to take a break from blogging, I’d say that I went “fishing”.

Or else I wouldn’t say anything at all, which was usually the case.

Now I think I’ll post the Intermission video that’s been running lately. Don’t you think it’s clever?

I’m back tomorrow. I wish I could say I went fishing, or just ate a bunch of yummy treats during intermission…but I’ve been shooting some insane interracial sex scenes, as well as some off-the-hook handjob movies, and some Spunkmouth movies.

Uh huh.

Interview with a Porn Star (#37) — Jaelyn Fox

Jaelyn Fox

I Shoot Porn: You just enjoyed a yummy PB & J made by yours truly! With a tall, cold glass of milk. Is that your favorite food group?

Jaelyn Fox: I like ribs and I like Taco Bell. Those are my favorite foods.

ISP: How did you find your way into the Porn Biz?

JF: My ex-boyfriend’s ex-girlfriend was watching me have sex and decided that I’d be good for porn. She had dated a porn producer and she flew me to LA. He got me an agent.

ISP: How was your first scene ever? Who was it with…and who was it for….and did it go like you thought it would?

JF: I shot my first scene for Hillary Scott. This was 5 months ago for Cum Eating Teens. I don’t know what number it is. Hillary was directing it. I was just hanging out on set with the producer I was just telling you about. Hillary liked me and threw me in a bj scene.

ISP: So you weren’t booked for the scene?

JF: No. I was just hanging out with the producer and the next thing I know I’m sucking Joe Blow’s dick!

ISP: What was your childhood like?

JF: It was pretty good. I was a responsible kid from an early age. My parents never really had to tell me to do my homework or anything like that.

ISP: So you didn’t get into any kind of trouble?

JF: I always got into trouble. But it was for stupid shit, and it was never my fault.

ISP: Never?

JF: Fuck no! I got into trouble for my little sister not doing her homework. Anything my little sister fucked up with I got into trouble for. My parents never raised me or my sister. I raised my sister. My parents were gone all the time.

ISP: How did you feel about your high school years?

JF: I liked high school. Until the end. I was popular. I was captain of the cheer leading squad. I was a snowboarder. I was involved in my academics. I was in National Honors Society. I started college to go to nursing school, but I had a crazy boyfriend, so I left it all to come out here and do porn. Cause honestly, I’ve always wanted to be a porn star…since like 2nd grade.

ISP: You knew about porn in 2nd grade??

JF: I caught my parents watching it. Then I got all horny. I was a horny girl. Like, whenever I got home from school, I’d jack off until my parents got home!

ISP: Shut up.

JF: (Laughs). I’d go to my dad’s computer, look at his history, and then I’d print out dirty pictures and take them to my room and jack off to them.

ISP: I think it’s hot when a girl says she “jacks off” instead of “play with myself” or “masturbate”.

JF: I jacked off 20 times yesterday. I was out of control.

ISP: Why?

JF: I dunno. I was really horny.

ISP: Are you a slut off camera, too? Or is sex just a paycheck?

JF: I’m a true slut. I don’t believe in being a slut for money.

ISP: What’s the sluttiest thing you’ve done without a camera rolling?

ISP: Um…ah…my ex boyfriend called 5 of his buddies to come over and bang me. I didn’t know any of them. They fucked me while he watched.

ISP: That’s hot.

JF: It’s so hot. (Jaelyn leans over and kisses my shoulder). You’re so cute.

ISP: You’re just saying that.

JF: No! You are. I wanna suck your dick. Your wiener.

ISP: Gotta boyfriend? A girlfriend? In or out of the biz? If out, how do they feel about you fucking for money?

JF: Nope. For the first time since second grade I’m single. Ever since I’ve been in the business, my boyfriends have been in the business. I do girls, but I don’t date them…cause I can’t put up with their bullshit. I did date one guy who wasn’t in the business while I was in the business. It was hard.

ISP: What’s the biggest lie about porn?

JF: That it’s dirty and people in the biz have STD’s.

ISP: Do you feel exploited?

JF: Fuck no. I feel fulfilled.

ISP: What would you like to do besides porn?

JF: Um…I’m into psychology. Figure out why the fuck people think they way they do.

ISP: Hmmm…I’m thinking right now. Thinking very hard. I think I want you to be my girlfriend.

JF: Doesn’t everybody?

Jaelyn Fox

Come Scrub My Doggie, Please…

Patricia Petite

Maggie stinks.

Well, she stunk. She stunk like a dog, which isn’t anything out of the ordinary, right?

She stunk until Patricia Petite decided to come by and give her a bath.

I am the luckiest dude in the world, and I know publishing declarative statements like this are fairly dangerous. No one likes a braggart. And here I am, bragging about Patricia coming over to my studio, stripping down to her nothing more than her panties, and running around my place with my dog.

Really though…I’m not bragging. Well, kinda, but I need some fodder to blog about, and what better Blogging Fodder than a hot blonde in panties? So give me a break, ok?

Besides, this blog exists for nothing more than your entertainment, right? It helps me blow off a little steam, too, but its primary purpose is to entertain the masses.

Or, at least, the handful of people who visit I Shoot Porn on some sort of regular basis.

For a while, Patricia Petite was staying next door. She loved Maggie, too. I’m assuming she still does, but she isn’t next door anymore. One day Maggie trotted over to say hello to Patricia, cause that’s the way Maggie rolls, when suddenly Patricia let out a small shriek.

I wish I could properly write how Patricia speaks, cause she’s French-Canadian, and she’s got this super hot accent that makes my ween get stiff.

Patricia Petite shrieked, “Maggie stinks!”

“Give her a bath,” I said.

I really didn’t think Patricia would actually come over here and do it…but she did. And when she peeled off her duds and ran around my place in her thong, I was kinda hoping I could bend her over my couch and get a little Hot Action before she went back home.

No Hot Action.

But a Clean Doggie.

And that’s about the only thing I can think of that’s actually close to being somewhat as good as hot action: Maggie, fluffy and smelling like a bouquet of spring daises.

Patricia Petite

Super Fun E-mails: “How Do I Get Into The Porn Biz?”

Kinzy Jo

J. writes:

Mr. Watson:

I am a 20-year old film student at the University of Miami. It’d be great to be an Academy award winning cinematographer photographing the latest Stephen Spielberg flick, but I know that’s not too realistic of a career goal. I’ve always loved porn and I was wondering what it takes to make it in the industry, not in front of the camera, but behind it. What cameras/formats are used mostly? Mostly HD cameras? Also what is generally used in post-production (when it’s needed)? Is Avid the most used or is it FCP? What other skills are needed to truly excel in the porn biz? And last but not least, what is the pay like?

Really enjoy reading your blog and thank you for your time.

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J —

Easily the biggest kind of e-mail that lands in my inbox — certainly on a weekly basis — is exactly what you’re asking me about.

Why is working for Spielberg unrealistic? Don’t sell yourself short, my friend. Always remember one thing: The Man had to start somewhere, just like you’re doing now. Most times, The Man did whatever it took to make it whatever it is he wanted to make it in…whether it’s making mainstream movies, or dirty movies, or building something, or wrecking something, or flying something, or driving it…you get my point.

Just make sure whatever it is you pursue is something you really want to do. Which is to say just cause you beat your meat like most men do doesn’t mean you want to make Stroke Filcks…or does it?

If you really want to make dirty movies, then move to Los Angeles the second you graduate. Wait…stay in Miami. There’s a lot of smut being produced right in your neighborhood, and I’m willing to bet there’s some heet taking a load to her face as I bang out this entry. I’d get an HD camera, or a Canon GL-2, which, I think, is the greatest camera ever for making internet pornography. Better learn how to shoot stills, too, if you don’t know how to already. You’ll absolutely need post production; Adobe Premiere is good for editing, and you can get a whole editing bay set up for a fairly reasonable price.

Then, shoot porn!

And get ready for the consequences: not being able to tell your family what you do for a living or talk about your job while you’re sitting around the Thanksgiving (or Christmas or Birthday or anything else) table; lies and deceit; dating porn whores cause any “normal” girl will have nothing to do with a director of dirty movies; lies and deceit; waiting on guys to blow their loads, sometimes for hours; deceit and lies; flakes, flakes, and more flakes; and right when you think you’ve had enough, another porno “star’ will flake on you, right after (s)he lies and deceives you.

This is just off the top of my head. Gimme some more time, and I’m sure I can think of other shit you’ll have to put up with. But what job doesn’t come with headaches and the occasional nightmare?

I can offer this up: at least when you shoot porn you won’t get bored with your work.

Your pal — Billy

PS: If you do decide to make dirty movies, please don’t make them “arty”. Don’t try and make a “real movie”. Don’t add special effects or scripted dialogue. No explosions or car chases. No chases of any kind, unless it’s simply a girl chasing dick, or a dick chasing a girl, or a dick chasing a dick, cause there’s nothing wrong with shooting gay porn. Please please please don’t take yourself as seriously as some of the douches who make these sorts of dirty movies take themselves…cause, in the end, you’re nothing more than a douche bag smut peddler whose movies will quickly be forgotten in the piling heap of smut flicks that are made on a daily basis, and no one likes that sort of scurvy bastard.

And finally, to top it all off, there’s no money in online porn. So go be the next Spielberg, OK?