Hooker Life

Forty years ago today a great man was born.  Who might you ask?  Well, if you’re an American, then you know him as Pain Solution.  Live in Europe?  Well, if you know the anything about the world of sideshow or flesh hook suspensions then you’ve probably seen the Head Master.

Although he is best known for being a mutli-talented performer, his biggest contributions have been in the world of education.  Besides teaching the art of suspension throughout the world and running a school of sideshow in Oslo, he has worked directly with the Norwegian medical community to explain the art and science behind pain and to show the positive effects of body suspension.

Yes, today is my friend Håvve Fjell‘s 40th birthday.  Unfortunately I cannot be there to celebrate with him.  However, I will be there in a few weeks for the Oslo Suscon. (In my opinion the world’s best suspension convention)

My Story of Håvve
It was December 3rd, 2000 – I had just finished a suspension performance for Torture Garden .  (Opening for Ron Athey)  During my suspension I had managed to rip my knee and was a bit distressed about how to handle the gaping wound.  I remember sitting upstairs at Body Probe Studios staring at the hole when I notice a tall bald man standing over me.

“Hello Allen, I’m Håvve”
“Nice to meet you Håvve, by chance to do have any sutures?”
Now in all honesty, the question was more of sarcastic joke.  Yes I needed to stitch my knee, but I never expected anyone to have anything that might help.
To my surprise he replied, “Yes I do”
He dug through his backpack and handed me a sterile suture pack.
“Wait.  Who are you?”
“I’m Håvve from Oslo.  We have been chatting online.”

At the time it seemed like a random encounter.  Little did I know that I had just met such an amazing person that was not only going to influence the world of suspension, but become such a good friend.

Happy Birthday Old Man

Every genre of entertainment has their superstars and the Fetish community is no exception. When it comes to modeling and performing, one name stands out like no other: Kumimonster.

Fetish–noun

1. An object regarded with awe as being the embodiment or habitation of a potent spirit or as having magical potency.
2. Any object, idea, etc., eliciting unquestioning reverence, respect, or devotion: to make a fetish of high grades.
3. Psychology – Any object or non-genital part of the body that causes a habitual erotic response or fixation.

Little Ms Kumi will be performing for the first time in Dallas, Sunday June 27th

I think the best way to describe Kumi is with a story: San Francisco – Approximately 10 years ago. It was early in the weekend. People were just arriving for the festivities better known as the San Francisco Fetish Ball. Most of the partygoers were relaxing, trying to adjust to the time change and jet lag that often plagued the international fetish community. That is of course except us. When it comes to these big events, I subscribe to the philosophy “Sleep when you’re dead.” As for my peers…well, I feel that there’s, “No rest for the wicked.” Whether it was caffeine or booze, or the fact that my partner in crime was trouble, this certain evening entailed kicking in hotel room doors and rousting the sleeping beasts. Now of course there is much to tell and most of that night’s guilty will remain unnamed, but it was Kumi that still sticks out in my head. Now, either the door was open or someone let us in, but we came crashing into the room to find Kumi passed out in her jammis and a latex hood.

“WAKE UP, WAKE UP, WAKE UP, WAKE UP!”
“What the Fuck! I’m sleeping.”
“No Sleeping, Time to Drink!”
“pfffffft”

Kumi pulls the covers over her head and we decide to go searching for bigger prey. Then…..wait…..was she sleeping in a latex hood. *BANG* the door crashes back open and we pile back into the room. At this point Kumi is awake and sitting straight up in bed.

“WHAT!!!!!!!”
“Are you sleeping in a latex hood?”
“Yes”
“Um, why?”
“It’s new”
“Um, ok?”

She then proceeded to tell us how she was sleeping in her head gear because it was new and she had to. It was that day that I realized Kumi was not a weekend warrior, but a true fetishist.

For more images of Kumi, please click on the following links.
Some may be NSFW. You have been warned.