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Friday, November 20, 2009 

Current mood:  discontent

http://reason.com/archives/2009/10/27/in-defense-of-extreme-porn


Reason Magazine


In Defense of Extreme Pornography


Why Janet Romano and Rob Zicari have no business being in federal prison.

Greg Beato | October 27, 2009


In late September, as a controversial movie director spent the first week of her year-long sentence at FCI Waseca, a federal prison in Minnesota, Harvey Weinstein didn’t bother to circulate a petition demanding her release. Debra Winger didn’t issue a statementprotesting the director’s incarceration and anticipating her next masterwork. Peg Yorkin, founder of the Feminist Majority Foundation, didn’t publicly wonder why the government had spent the last seven years trying to put the director in jail.


Maybe Janet Romano should have drugged and sodomized a 13-year-old. Or, at the very least, had better cinematic taste. Unlike Roman Polanski, Romano has never won an Oscar for Best Picture. In fact, the 31-year-old porn auteur, whose credits as a director include Pain and Suffering, I Love to Hurt You, Cannibalism, and Sexual Intrusive Dysfunctional Society 2, has never even won an AVN Award for Most Outrageous Sex Scene.


Still, you’d think many of the creative types rallying around Polanski would be equally sympathetic to Romano’s plight. Essentially, she’s in prison for rape, too—as is her husband, Rob Zicari. But as Whoopi Goldberg might have put it, the rape that landed them in the slammer wasn’t actually rape-rape. It wasn’t even ‘70s-style-libertine rape. Instead, it was movie rape, a scene enacted by consenting adults.


Zicari and Romano, known in the porn industry as Rob Black and Lizzy Borden, were the primary figures behind Extreme Associates, a production company, which, along with a few others, began pushing the boundaries of what the mainstream adult video industry depicted in the late 1990s.


Of course, it wasn’t just porn that was growing more extreme in those days—all pop culture was. It was the heyday of Marilyn Manson and Eminem, South Park, professional wrestling, Jackass, Fear Factor, World’s Wildest Police Videos, Girls Gone Wild, Tom Green, and most of all, the Internet, where websites like Rotton dot come and Stileproject dot com were assembling vast visual libraries of any taboo or depravity that could be digitized: gruesome crime and accident scene photos, animal snuff, people disfigured by bizarre medical conditions.


Along with everyone from NBC executives to computer nerds living in their parents’ basements, Zicari and Romano simply jumped into the fray. Hollywood slasher films chopped nubile teens into pieces, so why couldn’t they simulate similar antics in their own efforts? Hollywood reality shows featured contestants eating pig rectums for money, so why couldn’t they engage in their own gross-out stunts?


In their videos, female performers (and the occasional male one) were slapped, spat on, and verbally degraded. Rapes and murders were depicted. Vomit was vomited, then consumed again along with other bodily fluids. And of course there was explicit hardcore sex. Had Zicari and Romano stuck to just rape and murder, with some R-rated nudity to complement artful scenes of mutilation and dismemberment, as Hollywood does in movies like Hostel and House of 1000 Corpses, they could’ve avoided a lot of trouble. Likewise, had they focused on hardcore sex and kept the violence and puke out of it.


By mixing these various elements, however, they earned a 10-count indictment on obscenity charges in 2003. In the eyes of many in the adult industry, they’d brought this trouble on themselves. A year earlier, a PBS Frontline documentary on porn included shots of Romano filming simulated rapes and murders that the members of the Frontline crew found so disturbing they fled the set. At a time when anti-porn organizations were increasingly pressuring the Bush Administration to resume obscenity prosecutions against the adult porn industry—which had fallen by the wayside during President Clinton’s years in office—this was not exactly the kind of PR effort that mainstream adult companies like Vivid Entertainment and Wicked Pictures wanted to put out there. Nor was Zicari’s combative rhetoric appreciated. “We've got tons of stuff they technically could arrest us for,” Zicari told Frontline. “I'm not out there saying I want to be the test case. But I will be the test case. I would welcome that.”


In 2004, when I interviewed Zicari for a Reason article on the federal government’s newly energized campaign against the porn industry, he remained defiant. “This is the World Series, and they're the Boston Red Sox,” he exclaimed. “They're getting a chance that they haven't had in 9 billion years, and if they blow this, they can never come back. Because where can you go after a jury says there's nothing wrong with these movies? How do you go after a movie involving a husband and wife and the guy's wearing a condom? How do you get someone to go after that, when you couldn't even prosecute a tape where the guy comes in the girl's mouth, and then he fucking stabs her? This is their one shot, and they fucking know it.”


In January 2005, it seemed as if the federal prosecutors had whiffed—U.S. District Judge Gary Lancaster dismissed the charges against Romano and Zicari, ruling that federal obscenity laws were unconstitutional because they violated one’s “right to sexual privacy, which encompasses a right to possess and view sexually explicit material in the privacy of one’s own home.” Later that year, however, an appeals court reversed this controversial ruling, and the government resumed its case against the couple.


As the case dragged on, it attracted less and less attention, ultimately becoming the the judicial equivalent of the celebrity who you thought died years ago but is actually quite extant. And while the federal government never really ramped up its crusade against the porn industry enough to satisfy the anti-smut forces or terrify Playboy subscribers, it did continue to intensify its efforts. In 2005, Attorney General Alberto Gonzales expanded the government’s anti-obscenity efforts by creating the Obscenity Prosecution Task Force, which, he explained, would be staffed with the DOJ’s “best and brightest” prosecutors.


In 2008, those prosecutors won a victory against Paul Little, aka Max Hardcore, convicting him on 10 counts of violating federal obscenity laws, a verdict that led to a 46-month prison sentence. Earlier this year in March, just a few weeks before their own case was scheduled to go before a jury, Zicari and Romano accepted a plea bargain when the government offered to reduce its case against them to a single count of conspiracy to distribute obscene material.


“We felt like they had the best chance to get the least amount of time if they pled,” says Jennifer Kinsley, an attorney at Sirkin Pinales & Schwartz, the law firm that represented Zicari and Romano throughout their seven-year legal battle. “Financially, this case really destroyed them. People became afraid to do business with them on the production side and the distribution side.” Their business no longer exists. Neither one has produced or directed a video since 2005. “They went from living in a very nice house that they owned to sharing a small apartment with a roommate.”


Now, they’re in prison, Romano at FCI Waseca in Minnesota, and Zicari at FCI La Tuna in Texas. According to Kinsley, Zicari was supposed to serve his sentence at FCI La Tuna’s minimum-security satellite facility, but he mistakenly reported to its primary facility 30 miles away. Instead of transferring him to the satellite facility, however, prison officials kept there. “But then they ended up putting him in solitary confinement [for nearly a month] because that was the only space they had available,” Kinsley says.


Granted, hardcore pornographers don’t make for the most sympathetic victims, even when they’re financially strapped and thrown in the hole simply for poor navigation skills.


Ultimately, however, two American citizens are currently spending a year in prison for making movies that involved adult actors participating in fictional scenarios with their full consent. The rapes and murders they staged were no less imaginary than the rapes and murders ..Hollywood.. stages with far greater verisimilitude every day. The gross-out stunts they engaged in were no grosser than the bug-eating contests of reality TV or the bodily fluids gags that can be found in countless Hollywood comedies.


Unfortunately, Romano and Zicari had the audacity to mix genres of entertainment that, while permissible on their own, are apparently not allowed to be combined. And thus they managed to achieve what not even John Waters ever accomplished: They were sent to prison for having bad taste.


But those with better taste shouldn’t expect immunity now that the Obscenity Prosecution Task Force has extended it winning streak. As Rob Zicari told Frontline 2002, it’s not as if anti-porn advocates make distinctions between good pornography and bad pornography: “They want to get rid of everybody. The Christian right, the fundamentalists, they don't like pornography. It doesn't matter if their movie is a married couple having sex in the bed, and they're loving each other, or it's our kind where it's like some pimp having sex with some street hooker in an alley for crack or something. They don't look at it that way. They look at it as sex, filming it, and distributing it to the masses.”


Currently, the Obscenity Prosecution Task Force is led by Alberto Gonzales appointee Brent Ward, a man who once led a crusade in Utah to get nude art-class models to wear bikinis. According to Jennifer Kinsley, the Task Force isn’t just continuing old cases that began in the Bush era, it’s also actively seeking out new ones. “Someone was asking me the other day why this is still happening,” she says. “I think the reason is that Brent Ward is still there. Had he been asked to resign, I don’t think these cases would still be going on. But basically the Obama Administration has left the previous decision-makers in their offices.”


Those decision-makers remain in office in part, no doubt, because so few people have even acknowledged, much less objected, to the fact that our federal government is sending people to prison for thought-crimes. In the July 2009 issue of Reason, Jacob Sullum reported on the case’s outcome, but throughout the mediasphere, coverage was scant. The New York Times made no mention of Zicari and Romano’s conviction or subsequent sentencing. Nor did The Washington Post. The Los Angeles Times ran a 131-word AP story. Now that the two convention-flouting provocateurs are actually sitting in jail, though, perhaps their ordeal will seem compelling enough to inspire their Hollywood brethren to at least circulate a petition or two on their behalf in the name of artistic freedom.


Contributing Editor Greg Beato is a writer living in San Francisco. 

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By She Wants Revenge
Release date: 2006-01-31
Thursday, October 15, 2009 

Current mood:  sad
For those of you that don't know our spokesmodel Lizzy Borden (in our top) is serving a year in federal prison for work she did through her porno company (Extreme Associates) 7 years ago. Here's a clipping from right after sentencing: July 2009 - U.S. District Judge Gary L. Lancaster sentenced Extreme Associates, Inc., co-owners Robert Zicari, aka Rob Black, 35, and his wife, Janet Romano, aka Lizzy Borden, 32, both of Northridge, Calif., to one year and one day in prison. Extreme Associates, Zicari and Romano pleaded guilty on March 11, 2009, to a felony charge of conspiracy to distribute obscene material through the mails and over the Internet. Through their plea agreements, the company and its owners acknowledged responsibility for the conduct charged in Counts 2 through 10 of the indictment - distributing three videos through the mail and six individual video clips over the Internet to Western Pennsylvania. Lizzy is serving her time in Waseca federal prison in Minnesota. She's asked me to let everyone know and encourage anyone who'd like to write to her to please do so. She's very bored and lonely and would love to hear from everyone! 

Write to Lizzy at:
Janet Romano 07879-068
FCI Waseca
PO Box 1731
Waseca, MN 56093
She also sends me updates from prison that I put up on lovelizzyborden dot com (can't link it from here...sorry) If you want to see those then go to lovelizzyborden dot com and click on Blogs then click on "Messages from the Queen" Her blog is FREE and updated daily. Those of you that are too lazy to write or just don't have the time for snail mail, you can send me a message here on myspace and I'll print it out and send it to her. Much Goat Luh, Sarah Evil


Thursday, September 24, 2009 

Current mood:  distraught
Category: Blogging
In about one hour my best friend and her husband (Janet Romano aka Lizzy Borden & Robert Zicari aka Rob Black) have to turn themselves in to federal prison for one year and a one day. This case has been going on for 7 years now. Today is the beginning of the end. Be safe my friends. I will be putting up addresses soon where you can write to them. Goat bless.



The Rob Black & Lizzy Borden Story

Here is the article on them from Details Magazine Dec - 2003

What Censors Us

Thirty-year-old Rob Zicari is just another north Hollywood filmmaker with a few filthy habit and a taste for free speech. So how come john Ashcroft wants to put him out of business? And could the entire $10 billion skin industry be next? A report from the frontlines of the new porn wars.

The ring of the bedside phone yanked Rob Zicari from a dead sleep. He scowled at the clock. 9:03 A.M. What ass-face would call this early? Outside, the April sun was already toasting the San Fernando Valley. He could hear the mommy joggers pounding behind their three-wheel strollers, tearing past the subdivision's Spanish-style homes. Zicari, a 30-year-old porn producer, his chunky gold crucifix tangled in a snarl of black chest hair, looked over at his sleeping wife, Janet, 26, a onetime porn actress and now one of his top directors.

He picked up the phone.

"What?" he said.

"Rob," came the panicked reply. "There's like 40 federal agents outside our building."
It was Ryan, the general manager of Zicari's Extreme Associates, a six-year-old, $10 million-a-year company that makes some of the raunchiest porn in the business. Ryan was calling from a strip mall a mile west of Extreme's brown-brick office and warehouse in a North Hollywood industrial park. He was hunkered down in his blue Lexus, afraid to go near the place. "What do they want?" Zicari asked.

"I don't know," whispered Ryan, 25, who had recently made his onscreen debut as a cop in Extreme's Forced Entry video, in which a vigilante mob chases down and stomps to death a sadistic serial rapist and murderer.

"Calm down and go to the office," Zicari told him. "I'll call the lawyers."

Zicari hung up and began working the phone. He wasn't surprised the law had come down on him—just that it had taken so long. Over the past few years, the LAPD had handed out a few select obscenity charges to the industry's most hard-core players (filmmakers who depict acts like fisting in the plotless genre known as gonzo). Zicari, outraged over the arrests, had been daring them to bring it on. He never expected it would be the Feds who would answer his challenge.
 
Zicari soon learned the worst of it. He and Janet were being charged with 10 felony counts related to the dis­tribution of obscene material through the U.S. mail and over the Internet, the result of a 14-month sting oper­ation; the Feds had logged on to his Web site, bought tapes, staked out his warehouse, and tailed Janet around town. It was also the Justice Department's first major obscenity case against a producer in 10 years—and among the first to target an Internet-porn transaction that didn't involve child pornography. Attorney General John Ashcroft, who'd spent $8,000 in taxpayers' money covering the exposed breast of a female statue inside the Justice Department building, called the Zicari indictment "an important step... for attacking the proliferation of adult obscenity."

Zicari was flattered and ready for the fight. To those familiar with Zicari's work, it was clear why the conserva­tive Christian Ashcroft was so inflamed.

The primary' target of the DOJ investigation was five Extreme videos that included scenes of women eating semen off dog food, fictional fathers having sex with their teenage daughters, an Ashleigh Banfield look-alike being sodomized by Osama bin Laden. But the vilest of the titles, by anyone's reckoning, was Forced Entry— Director's Cut, which depicts three fictional rapes, followed by each victim's "murder." A day after Feds in raid jackets hauled off computers, videotapes, and cartons of financial documents, Zicari—rather than pull these videos from his stock—labeled them the Federal Five, discounted them on his site, and vowed to fight "General Asscraft" all the way to the Supreme Court.

"The government is trying to impose its values on us," says Zicari. "They say what we do has no artistic value, so it's not protected speech. But it's no different than in Traffic when that black dude shoots up that little white girl and then starts raping her. You're gonna tell me there weren't people out there going 'That is obscene... but it's also fucking hot!'? Bullshit."

Zicari may have underestimated Ashcroft's resolve. His case turns out to be the first strike in the DOJ's new-war on America's estimated S10 billion-a-year porn industry. The trial, which could begin as early as March, will challenge the nation's 30-year-old landmark obscenity law. Ashcroft has met privately with various anti-porn activists, and the DOJ certainly seems committed to the cause: In the past year, it has assigned 25 prosecutors to help with such cases, rewritten guidelines to bypass local U.S. attorneys who don't go after obscenity (some feel it's a waste of time and drains resources from drug and organized-crime cases), and started a porn-centric training program for prosecutors. It is pursuing roughly 50 other obscenity cases. Additional indictments are promised.

More-sophisticated porn outfits are gearing up for the crackdown. They are jettisoning potentially offensive titles from their stock, making sure that taxes are paid and federal records on performers are up to dale. Skin pio­neers like Larry Flynt, who once appeared in court wearing an American-flag diaper and now oversees a $400 mil­lion empire, are publicly distancing themselves from the Zicaris of the world.

"What we do here is plain old vanilla sex," Flynt told me. "The key in pornography, always, is to gauge the level of tolerance out there. There are certain things people won't tolerate, like necrophilia or bestiality."

Zicari plans to challenge that assumption. He argues that people are more comfortable these days with a wide variety of acts, and even if they don't care for his videos, they're reluctant to censor their neighbors for watching— or convict him for selling. "I have a lot more faith in the tolerance of this country than Asscraft," he says.

"Look, he’s got four fingers in her asshole. Then he puts them in her mouth. So I mean, clearly, big fucking deal. And you know what the funny thing is? They're husband and wife."

Zicari is admiring another project while sitting in a cinder-block editing room cluttered with overflowing ashtrays and towers of videos with titles like German Whorefare. We are deep inside his North Hollywood headquarters, out past the junkyards, car washes, and the dusty Burbank Airport. Zicari, sleeves up to expose the blue barbed-wire EXTREME tattoo on his right forearm, is screening a clip the Feds are using in their case against him.

"You gotta put down a credit card and go through all this age-verification bullshit to even get these clips," he says. "I mean, you gotta have a fucking col­lege education to even get into the site. They came looking to take us down."

As a kid growing up in Rochester, New York, Zicari heard plenty of talk about raids and the First Amendment. His father, Dominic, now 66, who owns several adult-video stores in upstate New York, was arrested on obscenity charges 141 times in the early seventies. (His mother was the stores' bookkeeper.)

Rebelling against his father's porn peddling, Zicari went to college in 1994, hoping to become a DEA agent. He lasted one semester, then began working in Dad's stores, "cleaning fucking cum out of the jack booths."

It didn't take very many rolls of paper towels before he realized that the smart money in porn was behind the camera. "I knew I could direct better movies than half the shit out there," he says. In 1996, he made a video called Tenderloins, fol­lowed by Cellar Dwellers. He funded the films, which cost a combined $25,000, by siphoning his father's bank account. When his dad found out, he fired his son. But by then, Zicari junior had found a distributor and was moving out West.

Both of Zicari's movies contained violence: men choking women, sitting on their faces. Several producers were disturbed by it and blackballed him. But the fringe market ate it up. Zicari parlayed his reputation into a job as a $10,000-a-month contract director at Elegant Angel, which produces such tides as Abuse of Power, and he began turning out even raunchier fare, like 1997's Shooting Gallery, a noirish look at junkies having sex. Zicari had also experimented with shooting in a black-and-white documentary style that aped such mainstream fare as Natural Born Killers.

"I wanted to make pornos like real movies," Zicari says. "I wanted to make crime dramas and horror films, but with fucking. How come we have to have 10,000 movies of the housewife blowing the pizza guy for a tip? That's boring."

The year he made Shooting Gallery, Zicari—now calling himself Rob Black because "it sounded evil"—won Best Director at the Adult Video News Awards, the porn world's Oscars. He then tried to Tarantino his way into more money, telling Elegant Angel he wanted to own the movies he shot. The company said no. So Zicari quit to open his own shop. With a $150,000 loan from his father, who was speaking to him again—he'd won an award, after all—he started Extreme.

It was around that time that Zicari met his future wife, Janet Romano, a local stripper with a taste for Charles Manson and Ted Bundy. A modeling agency had sent her over for a $200 oral-sex scene. Though she feared his reputation, the two soon began dating and would later come to share a love of S&M (Janet tells me over dinner that she likes "rape-play" sex, anal sex, and often has Zicari pee on her). Using the name Lizzy Borden, she took Extreme to a whole new level, writing and directing some of its bloodiest, most savage videos, and eventually dreaming up Forced Entry. She based the storyline on the 1980s Cali­fornia slayings and mutilations by "Night Stalker" serial killer Richard Ramirez.

"I love horror movies," says Janet, a green-eyed beauty from Orange County who seems genuinely perplexed by all the fuss. Her career goal is to be "the big-titty blonde that gets lolled in the first scene of a Wes Craven movie." "But they never show you the sex," she says. "I wanted to make movies where you see what really goes on, where you see the horror—and the sex."

As the American appetite for hard-core porn grew, thanks to the late-nineties explosion of porn via cable TV and the Internet, Zicari's business boomed. He hired 30 employees, traded in his Escort for a Mercedes and then a Hummer. But people around him, even those pushing the porn envelope, feared that he was going too far, too fast.

"I don't like the depictions in his films," says Adam Glasser, best known to fans as Seymore Butts, a gonzo-porn producer whom the LAPD charged with obscenity in 2000 for a girl-on-girl fisting video. "I don't like the idea of forcing a woman to do things against her will. And the fact that he relishes it."

On February 7, 2002, The PBS Documentary series Frontline aired a report called "American Porn" that chronicled the industry's phenomenal growth over the past decade. It also asked whether porn was headed for a legal showdown. During the previous two years, the LAPD's vice unit had put the industry on high alert, leveling obscenity charges against three producers, who had, in various movies, depicted fisting, urination, and men having sex with women portraying 12-year-olds. After Janet was shown shooting Forced Entry (the action was so violent the Frontline crew filmed itself leaving in disgust), Zicari railed against the LAPD's porn jihad onscreen, bragging that he had dared the vice unit to "come and get me."

Little did he know the vice cops were watching and already deep into a year­long probe of his company. Federal prosecutors in Washington also saw the segment, and within days the DOJ had launched its own investigation. "The attorney general has made obscenity a priority," says Drew Oosterbaan, chief of the Justice Department's Child Exploitation and Obscenity Section (CEOS), "and they were very vocal about the kind of material they put out."

Tellingly, CEOS did not direct its prosecutors to pursue Zicari in California, where a liberal jury might chafe at the moral stridency behind an obscenity trial. (Two of the LAPD cases resulted in laughable $1,000 fines; the third ended in a hung jury.) Instead, the DOJ—because it can prosecute in any jurisdiction where pornography is sold, and because Extreme has a major distributor in Pittsburgh—handed the investigation to a rising star, the tough-on-vice U.S attorney Mary Beth Buchanan in Pennsylvania.

Buchanan had already grabbed headlines by busting comedian Tommy Chong for selling bongs online—landing him nine months in prison. Under her watch, U.S. Postal inspectors in Pittsburgh set up the sting against Zicari. They then used his videos, plus the Frontline transcripts, to obtain a search war­rant for the April raid of his offices. The venue he now faces will be a tough one. The anti-porn group Morality in Media calls Pennsylvania its first "saved state" for being, among other things, less tolerant of sexually explicit material.

Rather than coming off as a rabid crusader, Buchanan is cool and utterly persuasive, especially when soothing concerns that the government is trying to limit the right to free speech. "Does this mean we're going to prosecute every violent act in a movie?" she says. "No. It has to depict sexual conduct in a patently offensive manner. This case is not about limiting personal sexual conduct or banning sexual or violent material—it is about enforcing federal law."

In the 1973 case of Miller v. California, the Supreme Court ruled that material can be deemed obscene if "an average person, applying contemporary community standards, finds that the material taken as a whole appeals to the prurient interest," "depicts sexual conduct in a patently offensive manner," and "lacks serious literary, artistic, political or scientific value." The court made the defini­tion—now known as the Miller test—deliberately vague, so that obscenity is lit­erally in the eye of the beholder—or 12 beholders on a jury.

Zicari's case could test Miller all the way to the Supreme Court by raising sev­eral thorny issues that weren't addressed, because they didn't exist, 30 years ago. For instance, when video clips are available on a Web site, shouldn't the entire site be scrutinized when considering "the material... as a whole"? And when considering a "community standard," what defines that "community" when a work is sold online—the entire Internet?

Zicari will be defended by Louis Sirkin, the First Amendment lawyer who last year persuaded the Supreme Court to strike down the Child (Pornography Pre­vention Act of 1996, which made it a crime to distribute or possess "virtual" child porn. Sirkin plans to start Zicari's defense with the idea of artistic merit.

"Forced Entry has a storyline," says Sirkin. "It's about a killer who taunts the media and is brought to justice. It's no different than the blood in Kill Bill. And it's no different than what Hollywood attempts to do all the time, make it look real. And the sin is, the more real it looks, the more they scream about it."

To keep the government off their backs, the porn industry’s leaders have drawn up a catalog of 21 no-no's called the Cambria List. Named for First Amendment attorney Paul Cambria, who defended Larry Flynt in his landmark 1977 obscenity trial, it cautions all producers to steer clear of such niceties as fisting and urination. "If they try to take on mainstream companies they are destined for failure," says Cambria. "But the government is an inexhaustible litigator. There is also a chilling aspect just going through the drill." For his part, Zicari thinks American attitudes, thanks not only to the saturation of porn in our culture but also to reality TV and shows like Sex and the City, have sufficiently changed. "When you talk about community standards you have to consider your TV," says Zicari. "Our stuff is no different than what you see on Jackass, when Steve-0 vomits into a frying pan and then eats it afterward."

The walls of Zicari's office are covered in blood-red paint. In the air, there is an unmistakable odor of hand lotion and disinfectant. Zicari is compiling a "cum-shot reel" for Cock Smokers #18. Onscreen, a nude blue-eyed young woman is staring into a bowl, preparing to finish the last part of an action called "spit and swallow." She tries several times but can't do it, gagging and shaking her head.

"Everybody in the business hates me, but they should be thanking me," says Zicari, watching the monitor as an onscreen hand stirs the foul concoction. "I'm the only person willing to stand up and fight Ashcroft. And it's ridiculous. Me and Janet are facing 50 years in prison. For what? Making fucking movies? I'm gonna be in there with legitimate criminals, with tax cheaters and Enron executives."

The woman squeezes her eyes shut and tries again, only to nearly vomit.

"Ugh, I can't look at this," says Zicari, shaking off a sudden, violent shiver. "You see? I find this totally repugnant. But to me, it's no different than those TV preachers who break blocks of ice with their fists or having to watch a Klan rally on the news. I can't watch that shit either. But to each his own. One man's art is another man's garbage."
Wednesday, May 20, 2009 

Current mood:  bitchy
Category: Music
NEEDLEMOUTH!


Yes...it is true. NEEDLEMOUTH has reunited. New song called The Plaque posted in the NM player! Somethings refuse to die and as you will soon find out NM is very much ALIVE. New logos, photos and show postings coming this summer.


Currently watching:
Idiocracy
Release date: 2007-01-09
Sunday, July 20, 2008 

Current mood:  devious
Check out the premiere of Threat Signal's new video "A New Beginning"

Vocalist, Jon Howard, is wearing our Tribal Tattoo Goat Head design tee. Thanks Jon!!! Luh!!!


Currently listening:
Under Reprisal
By Threat Signal
Release date: 2006-08-22
Thursday, May 22, 2008 

Current mood:  crazy
Full Metal Jackie interviews Megadeth on Metal Edge TV.

Jackie's wearing our Snake Skull design!

Currently listening:
Megadeth - Greatest Hits
By Megadeth
Release date: 2005-06-28
Sunday, May 04, 2008 

Current mood:  scared

...a baby goat! Ahahaha! Who's the father? ....fuck if I know.

Watch him for about 20 seconds... There's a surprise at the end.




WARNING!!!
Do not release! May cause DEATH & DESTRUCTION!


Goats Rule! Click Here if you AGREE



Copy the code from the box below & paste it onto your profile.


Tuesday, April 22, 2008 

Current mood:  crazy

Yo. We've got our own application on MySpace now. You can add it to your page. Basically it's a closet of all the latest Evil Threads designs.

We're still making changes so any feedback would be appreciated!

Check it out! (Link below)


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The Goat


Evil Threads MySpace Application

Monday, March 03, 2008 

Current mood:  evil
Category: Fashion, Style, Shopping

Here's what you do...


Take a "Goat Love" pic...(like one of the ones posted in this bulletin or in our Goat Love pic gallery)...and set it as default. Send us your e-mail addy and we'll put you in our top friends and keep you there for as long as you keep that pic as default...


Simple!



Thanks & May the Goat Be With You!








Friday, July 27, 2007 

Current mood:  horny
Category: Blogging

She did it for the Goat. Sarah Smith aka Sarah Evil, long time goat enthusiast and metal music fan was disappointed in the lack of quality and selection in goat-laden attire, which had been monopolized primarily by images of Baphomet. These images failed to project what she understood the Goat to represent. In 2004 she married her loves; the Goat, and metal, creating an ideal union in Evil Threads, and the Goat Alliance.

The Goat Alliance is a family; the parts support the whole, and the whole supports the Goat. "We know the Goat isn't real. He's an idea, a symbol," says Smith (Keeper of the Goat), insisting that Evil Threads is not a Satanic clothing company -- they just really like goats. Historically, the goat has been deified; its image prevalent in cultures worldwide, including the Goat of Mendes, whose representation often appears in a pentagram. Universally common is the concept of the scapegoat, one who accepts fault for the misgivings of an entire community, thus allowing the rest to feel morally blameless. Contrary to this, Evil Threads venerates the Goat as representative of the darker side of human nature, rather than denying or finding fault in it. Appreciating this inherent evil, and the capabilities therein is power via self-awareness.

Resolute in upholding this significance, honoring the Goat through quality design, Evil Threads has employed the talents of a handful of artists. Main Evil Threads artist, Nar, was recently hired by Marvel to draw for Upper Deck. Lizzy Borden, the official spokesmodel, was chosen among the throngs not only for her engaging countenance (hottie hot); her infamy (former adult film star, president of Extreme Associates) alone makes her an exemplary representative of the Goat. Evil Threads is equally discerning when selecting bands to sponsor, always opting for potential over popularity, sponsoring bands before they're signed. Time has proven the Goat to have an eye for talent – In this Moment, Ankla, and Media Lab were all sponsored before they were signed, and now 2 of them are touring together on Ozzfest.

Ankla, Media Lab, and Sixstitch will be playing in the upcoming Goats Gone Wild V to be held September 27th at the Keyclub in West Hollywood, CA. This event, naturally, a culmination of all that is evil & goat-related, has been sponsored in the past by companies such as CoffinCase, Jager, Monster Energy, HotPicksUSA, and Revolver Magazine. Eventually, the hope is for Goats Gone Wild to become a national tour. They are always considering new bands (although only sponsor the ones they like).

Remaining 'underground' has allowed Evil Threads to keep its finger on the pulse of both the music and alternative clothing industries without falling into the pitfalls of trends. They continue to happily outfit the populace with evil and hopefully offensive attire, and do it for the Goat.

--Xtina Campos "Writer & Cocaine Peddling Gypsy"


Goats Rule!
 

 
Currently listening:
Steep Trails
By Ankla
Release date: 25 July, 2006