My Life Is A Party

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  • Daddy did an Art Show (2025)

    Daddy did an Art Show (2025)

    In february 2025, in Montréal, I did my first art show. I have drawned all my life but never let the kid outside. As the subject was « Daddies » , it felt like going naked in public … the show was a party and made me grow more than I thought.

    Daddy is a Pop Star

    My first show was an expercience. Not only did it showed my drawings but it showed a part of me I rarely show : my intrinsect love for daddies.

    Pop Art is the Art of Parties. It is colorful, big and easy. Big happy smiles to clash with the darkness of bars and clubs. My technique was, also, very Warholian, I outlined the « contour »,  photocopied them and went to « Le Stud », on the day of the expo, to color the outlines with pencils and carton. Did I mention its first showcase was at Le Stud. I went on the day of the first expo!

    As the Stud is quite a dark place, it feels weird in retrospective that it inspired so much color.

    I wanted the places to inspire the art. I, finally, went to the printer and photocopied them again to get that « mat » finish. As a magician in front of his public, the staff and owner of Le Stud were AROUND me, staring while I was being an artist. It is safe to say the energy was high and the pressure was on! I don’t think I would do that again, nevertheless it gave a really interesting and colourful touch to the « oeuvres ». It is not only a piece of art but also a moment!

    What the Art means

    The subject of the show was love : my hidden love for Daddies and the path of my self discovery throughout my partying in Montréal. As an artist, I tend to do art and then find the signification after. It is a way to free myself from the shame of what I love. It made it clear how gay parties were a gateway for me to find love. The discovery of the « Bar Le Stud » was instrumental in my romantic history at least two times. It is a place I feel safe to show my « true colors ».

    What I learned

    As every important challenge becomes a opportunity to evolve, I learned a lot throughout this exposition. First thing is that gay bars were important for me to connect with pals. I did not realize how important these places were until they popped in my drawings with so much passion.

    I am not the only one

    After revealing my drawing at Le Stud, some things just became so clear : so many guys love daddies. It was easy to see them structed by the content of the show. They loved it from a very peculiar distance, like if it was a shame to show a childish devotion to something they loved. Even worst, when they were with their daddies, they would stay completely silent but almost hypnotized by the content and the « tales » behind each piece. I know that because I have lived it myself.

    Hiding is worst than judgement

    The first showcase of this expo was at Le Stud, Montreal’s finest daddie-bear bar. I was dreading the humiliation, as a tough man, of showing this vulnerable very candid part of me to the rest of the world. I felt naked to eventually realize…. everybody was naked : everyone was here to find their daddy. The first startled boys, soon, started to appear. They would tell me, under their breath, how they much liked it confused about their own feelings. Yet, as insecure boys, they would wait for daddy to buy them their toys……aahhhh boys and toys….

    Daddies own the Parties

    Meaningful events always make you evolve. I gained a certain lucidity throughout this adventure : my own dad, my perspective on art and the state of gay world. Two majors revelations happened to me :

    They don’t care about the future of the culture

    As a boy, you always dream that daddy is going to save you…. In reality, your dad is not your savior nor your daddy should be. Expanded to a social lucidity where millennials grew up to believe boomers would save them, it hurts. Furthermore, the lucidity of seeing all these young boys waiting to be approved for something that is never going to happen hits. Since part of my expo was on the Stud and happened to be a tribute to this institution, I became quite lucid about the disinterest to engage in any cultural statement by the gay patriarchy. I wish Rupaul had something to say about men…I realized than more than ever, bars now, were only a waiting spot for your money to be spent : a chance to socialize in a very loud space where deepness is not really there….

    If, us, millennials, want to make it happen culturally, we will have to become the « bad guys ». The Boomers had to « imagine all the people » yet they could buy a house and own a shop and then denied us our right to have a place in the world with their « good principles ». We will have to say « no » and start acting as a squad.

    You need a band

    A great artist, Ozwazo, told me : it is when you see the 4 paintings together that you get the power of your art. This became a metaphor as I was looking at the 4 bears painted on the little table. If I am only one of them, who are the other ones. Indeed, I have talented friends, yet, we never team up for anything. Why is so? I realize things can happen if I get 3 teammates. But, Western is so individualistic, it might be hard. We have lost the belief that we can make it with our own pals.

    The Punk Age is about to come!

    See my article « Punk is Trump » to understand how fast the world is going to change. Not only, things are crumbling but it is clearer than ever that, as millennials, we will have to force our way in….the culture. And, I am afraid, there will be victims….sitting at the top of the food chain. I have tried for so long to do anything new in the places I would go out to, yet, apart from New York and the NYC ROCKBAR, it was always a no.

    The punk mentality comes a rejection of the old, of the used and of the peace. The future holds very cut-throat parties used as statements! And New York is about to self destruct.

    Can’t wait to go back and hang out with the bored kids looking for a fix…..looking for the Man.

    In conclusion

    Doing an art show on daddies really changed me in a a very surprising way. I became free of my lust for their approval and yet fully aware and unashamed of my love for their mind and bodies. It is with great pleasure I have entered my « Multi-Papas » era (multi-daddies) where a boy grows up in a teenager way to become an adult and who he is. I still love them and will probably always will but I am just not completely bound to them like I was before. Surprisingly the before part was also accompanied with shame that prevented me from actually enjoying those relationships. Plus, it made me reconcile with my own dad!

    (picture of me and my dad)

    Do art event if it sucks!

  • Partying In Mexico City (2022)

    Partying In Mexico City (2022)

    Hello, my name is Tom Tales. I am a party scholar which means I studied parties around the world. Especially in the gay world. Nothing straight

    Mexico City is the idea of the 90s

    Partying in Mexico City has a vibe of what millennials think partying in the 90s was : basements, factory like setting, barrels and cheap beers. Yes, in Mexico, beers are very cheap plus, in bars, you don’t even have to leave tip. Yeah, we have done experiences where we would check and ask…. and, in bars, people don’t leave tip. So even cheaper!

    Drags are the new mainstream

     Even in Mexico, drags are everywhere. It is kind of …interesting to some extent to watch guys dress as ladies sing tween songs in bars where…. there are only guys. Anyways, that is just my unpopular opinion. Nevertheless, the Mexicans love to sing and boy, does their culture give in well into drag culture for the « singing my heart out and dancing a choreography » part. And they do that in Spanish. As a Québecois who is used to have everything in American in my bars, it is very refreshing to see how the world is not all-american….in America (Mexico is still in America hahaha).

    Fun fact, bars ans cafes where they played American music where more generic and expensive than others playing local music.

    Mexicans are the Dancing Queens

    BAILA BAILA BAILA contigo, conmigo con todo! I LOVE TO DANCE, and boys does the Mexicans dance. I’ll do another article on boys and girls in clubs, but Mexican gay clubs are usually pretty mix especially on the younger side, and…..as a dance lover, they dance. They were outdancing me, especially since they social dance in couple. Imagine a pool of dancers, even dancing on bars and on the floors with 1$ beers. They legit, outperform north american typical club goers. You should be dancing yeah !

    Reggaeton is really better than dance

    okay, i know you all like Britney but nevertheless, reggaeton (which was annoyingly everywhere like…..i opened my bathroom door and reggaeton was there) is really in the hips and it is so sensual. I realize how, in North Western Cultures, we lost the art of dancing with someone. There wasn’t a single club that didn’t put social dances at some point. I know we used to have slows before but now, the DON’T TOUCH ME vibes are making us cold.

    Cheap, affordable, cool, edgy, young and passionate.

    In conclusion, I think a great deal of future is in the CDMX (ciudad de Mexico) bar/club scene. It is still very young, fresh, unexpensive and cool. I also think that latin culture is yet to have a even bigger break on the worldwide scene. I would put my money in CDMX.

    Let’s just say we are going to Marrakesh Salon which is located on a party street near the « palais royal » of Mexico. Entering there on a Friday cost 50 pesos and you get a free beer. That is 2.5US$ to get in a club with a beer! Once I was in, you can imagine a crowd of people dancing and chanting with pink lights. Cages and Dancers on the bars. Boys and Girls mostly Gays and Girls. The music is electro-pop and latin music. Very dancy and a lot of songs, unlike northern clubs, are made to be danced with a partner. That makes clubs even more fun.

  • Pride in Montréal was something Else (2023)

    Pride in Montréal was something Else (2023)

    Montréal Summer 2023, the world is changing, the world is changing. Montréal’s Pride’s party vibe is returning to what it was before the 80’s : a non-stop party full of Americans!

    Bears, Americans & Party

    So, this year, a first, I had friends from New York coming. We went shopping to the Bear Buffet : a party from the Group called Bear-It in collab with Armada Montréal: a party full of bears where geeks become complete sl*ts for a night.

    Boy, those topless bears were sweaty and ready. Imagine a nerdy guy kissing one, and then another one, meanwhile getting his belly rubbed by his daddy. This is not reality!

    Hunter mode activated

    Big guys don’t really how much they are chased….until they become slim.

    Indeed, in this world, when you are slim and fit, you are suppose to do the work! Nevertheless, my hunter mode is easily activated.

    What is Hunter Mode? It is in the eye. You walk to the buffet and fix on your food until it comes to you. Usually, the food first acts like they don’t care. But then you let out a slight hand wave by licking your lower lip, and then the food says, « Come, eat me, » with their smile.

    Américan Montréal

    We use to be poor, to live in the shadows of what Canadians thought of us. It has clearly changed since Americans discovered Montréal’s party scene.

    And they were ready to party as much as we were ready to welcome them.

    I wished they were more « cultured » though on Québec. Québécois are rooted to Montréal and Americans are so easy-come-easy-go makes it a vision with no future…while they could be such a bright future for Québec-Usa. We have the culture and they have the money.

    Kissing my first American Flirt 15 years later.

    Rewind to when as a young 21 years old, I went to New York with a dream of kissing a fat American bearded man… a dream came true, an American dream. Flashback at RockBar NYC, and there he was: your typical American guy from Connecticut sitting and agreeing to kiss my lips after a lot of me shyly going to him for a talk. 15 years later, I am on St-Catherine Street on Sunday (when all the cool people in Montréal go out) to see where it is at. I am near the store PRIAPPE in the Village right by the Eagle, as we are about to head to Dj Bugo Darling Olympic Stadium Dance Dj Set smoking a big joint.

    So I lurk on the app « Growlr » and there is a face I feel I know. Looks who is there : the first American bear I kissed in NYC!

    After a moment, I ask him about it. We kind of recognize each other. He then tells me he is sitting in the bar right beside where I am. Public transportation in Montréal is horrible because of overpaid bad workers …not working. So I ditched my friends waiting in line and went to meet him.

    I love American Bears

    I go in the overcrowded bar. There he is : big american chunky guy and with a black beard. There is one stool left at the bar, and it is next to him with a full beer in front of it.

    I love Americans 🐻

    We kiss

  • Stairways of Crystal : Tuesday’s at Monster’s West Village New York (2023)

    Stairways of Crystal : Tuesday’s at Monster’s West Village New York (2023)

    This is the story of a Tuesday Night in Manhattan’s West Village in New York. For any party goer, Tuesday’s can the most legendary « out of the world » night. Indeed, that is where the devil of the eternal party lies. This time New York made him proud!

    Future Starts Slow

    The whole soirée started out kind of slow, I got lost in MANHATTAN bicycling. I arrived two hours late to meet my friend at Ty’s (the second gay bar ever opened in New York). Like old school partners the  rendez-vous was given « meet me there at this time », no phone, no anything. It feels much more relax.

    Descending the stairway of Crystal

    Capture the feeling : you are in New York, in the middle of the West Village, right beside The Stonewall Inn, where the gays first appeared  and you go down a stairway full of mirrors : a disco ball is pending from the wall and music is blasting from the entreance.
    Saturday Night Fever has never felt so real.

    The Dancefloor is the party

    A performer is singing every word the dj is playing. More mirrors and a wall full of light is pulsing at the music.

    Dancing is a communion

    In this place, dancing is a communion. The term posing takes its meaning here.
    People are standing on the wall waiting for their moment. An impulse of being watched and then  becoming the show makes the vibe thrilling.
    I have been dancing and thrilled to be watched. An old man comes to me :
    Work it, work it work it, do it, do it, do it. Come on, give it your all
    And I work. It is not a competition but I am on stage. Where is my limit, whose gonna work it more.
    And he doesn’t leave me until I show them moves.
    Donna Summer is singing a remix and I am working it. Moves from the arms and the legs are only an emulation of what I see around. People are beautiful and people are having it. The performer is making an exit in a grave position lying on the stage showing her elegance to everybody.

    Last Dance : Time To Shine

    Lesson of partying on a Tuesday : It is not about the quantity but the about the quality. True legends come out on Tuesdays.
    Tuesday’s night is a reminder that you can have the best party in a party of 3.
    Side note, I have been introduced to a great dj called Jamir. He is playing Sunday at The Hangar. Guess it is a rendez-vous! (After Eagle 😉
    2025 Update (I did not go;) ).
    See you New York 💋