As posted last week, I had the honor of performing at Garden Party 25 here in NYC. I ran into Winnie McCroy who was covering the event for G...

I previously posted a blog about the pigs that were slaughtered after swimming through flood waters to the safety of a levee. It was feared ...

I have been saying for almost two years that the United States is heading into a 2nd great depression. We live in what I call a false econ...

B-Sides and Demos Coming Soon...

Earlier this week I sat down with my friend, the lovely Miss Candy Samples, an actress to record an episode of her podcast. The episode is n...

The very existence of flame-throwers proves that some time, somewhere, someone said to themselves, You know, I want to set those people over...

Since adding the recent posting titled "In Heat" I've gotten a flood of letters from young girls who don't fully understan...

There's something I'd like to share with you. It seems almost obscene to share this with you. Ok. Here goes. Are you ready? Oh, I...

Sometimes I wonder if every generation has felt like the world was ending. Apocalypse seems to go in cycles, but when will it stick? When w...

Some of you have commented on/noticed that I've been a little quiet lately, which is odd for someone with such a big mouth. I have been...

On Monday I performed at Garden Party 25, the largest fundraiser event for New York City's LGBT Center, held on pier 54 and hosted by th...

George Carlin, one of the most brilliant subversive figures in American comedy died yesterday. I absolutely adored this man for telling it ...

On Monday, June 16th, the same day that I found myself celebrating 30 years of hard living on the third rock from the sun, California became...

It's a well known fact that I have a rather unhealthy obsession with bacon or as I like to call it PIG CANDY. However, I also have an e...

Let me start by introducing myself. My name is Chester Devonshire III. Many of you know me from my books, The well plated Dinner Party and ...

T he beauty of the world has two edges, one of laughter, one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder. -Virginia Woolf

Is it celebrating 30 or mourning your 20's? I think I'm torn and yet, I know that I am not. Soooo. Thank you to the wonderful peop...

To live in New York is to constantly brush shoulders with celebrity. Sightings are common and frequent ranging from A-list to Z-list. I onc...

The Sailors and the fishermen come in this bar to drink their gin. The seaman's warf is always full of scallywags on wobbly stools...

Yesterday the alarm went off way too early for even strong coffee to remedy. K and I rushed to the train to the port authority to join the d...