I’ve been procrastinating importing some new Sandbox video content for the last week; my wife and I recently added a new four footed member to our family and as much fun as importing and cleaning up video might be it pales in comparison to watching our new kitten smacking around a crumpled up Target receipt for twenty consecutive minutes or trying to encourage our twelve year old Italian Greyhound (Mr. Bailey Papers) to accept a tiny ball of furless energy into the family.
I’m sure Sailor Sid was equally in love with his dachshunds and would totally understand that our pets come first.
We’re at that point in the year where I start looking at what the future is going to hold for Sacred Debris; it’s cyclic and seems to happen every autumn so you folks will just have to bear with me through the sporadic update schedule and lack of new content while I figure out the VAQ of maintaining the site.
Sometimes you just need to stop, smell the roses. and sit around with a buddy-like Sailor Sid and his friend here- and shoot the breeze instead of worrying about updating websites, scanning photographs and importing video (the queue of which is ever growing) for a blog. Continue reading →
According to my end of year (2015) poll, the majority of Sacred Debris readers work in some capacity at piercing or tattoo shops. So I’m not sure that a NOT SAFE FOR WORK tag is entirely necessary (if you work at a piercing shop that has issues with you looking at photos of Jack and Sid, you should probably find a new job) but tellingly enough when I use it I get greater reach on the post. Continue reading →
This one features Jack- in a rare PG rated appearance, talking about Pauline Clarke’s newly launched Piercing World Magazine, the current issue of PFIQ and a funny conversation with some South Florida auto-mechanics. ~ Jack Yount, Piercing World & PFIQ
In the five years I knew him, almost every conversation I had with Jack Yount ended with him dropping his drawers. It didn’t really matter what he was talking about or even who he was talking to- at some point the pants would come down and he’d take you on a tour of his latest tattoo work or modification project. It never seemed strange or inappropriate; if anything wearing pants seems like a hinderance and inconvenience and when he finally got to take them off he was much more at ease. That’s how I like to remember Jack; big smile and no pants.
When I originally posted this clip back in 2014 I cut it down to a safe for work edit; so consider this the ‘R-rated director’s cut’ of Jack’s show & tell with Sailor Sid. There were no notations on the VHS master, but I’m assuming this was filmed sometime in the late 1980s at Sid’s South Florida Silver Anchor Tattoo Studio.
It’s been interesting to see how the archetypes popular in the 1960s/1970s Gay Leather scene have been appropriated and assimilated into modern pop culture- from the in your face aesthetics of Oslo’s Turbonegro (“We aren’t really gay but we like that people might think we are. And if it helps some gay kid come out of the closet, then that’s cool. Or if it helps some guy that hates queer rethink his position, then that’s great too.” 1) to the tragically hip “flagging” hankies 2 in their back pockets and wearing leather armbands and a Muir cap, the classic look of a still present subculture has, like it or not, lost some of it’s cultural exclusivity.
Still, for my money, I like living in a world where we all borrow from each other.
This photo from Sailor Sid Diller’s 1978 trip to London features Sid (left) and Alan ‘Mr. Sebastian’ Oversby (right) looking very much the part of 1970s body piercers.
I’m not sure if I ever posted the backside of the ‘manage a trois of horns’ photo that I turned into 2015’s Sacred Debris/APP post card- I need to get better about keeping track of uploads (or hire a personal assistant to keep track for me) so assuming that I haven’t-
Backside of image FH36A- Sailor Sid Diller, Jim Ward and Bud ‘Viking’ Navaro, February 1982 from the collection of Sailor Sid Diller/Jack Yount. Regular readers know that I never pass up a chance to post septum tusk photos, so I’m including the front side as well. Also, I like that shag carpeting.
The postcards were given away at APP2015 for first year attendees.
The Sacred Debris archive has several alternate prints from a photo session between Sailor Sid Diller and Viking Navaro documenting his black graphic phallus tattoos, with several featuring some iteration of the note in the print above- Sid exuberantly announcing that the semi-abstract graphic images on Bud’s legs are, in fact, “cocks!”
It’s easy for me to pretend that I won’t go for a cheap ‘organ’ pun when it comes to making a post about a gentleman who was internationally known for the amount of piercings in his penis and scrotum; but realistically I just can’t help myself.
Early 1980s, Sailor Sid Diller.
I admit that I love the candid shots more than the piercing/tattooing photos; more of their personality comes out and you see a much more human side to them than just tattooing someone’s taint or piercing their nipples.
It’s always a treat to find a handwritten note on the back of a photograph that I have in the scanning queue. I’ve posted about it before (February 2015: http://sacreddebris.com/signatures-of-the-past) and even after scanning 1000s of prints I still feel extra connected to the ones that have notes/scribbles/signatures on them.
Sailor Sid Diller used typed labels on most of the photos he sent to his correspondences (with hand written code numbers) so a note like this- even if it’s just apologizing for blinking when the photography was being taken, makes it a little more interesting to me than just another photo.
(Sandbox members- I’ll post a scan of the front of the print on the Facebook group for you folks)