Tigger! please: ‘The Godfather of Neo-boylesque’ brings theatre, ‘sex and humor’ to the SA Burlesque Festival
Photo credit: Roxi D’Lite
Boylesque luminary Tigger! is stripping because he wants to change the world.
The 50-year-old burlesque actor/stripper/dancer, who’ll make his Texas debut as tonight’s headliner for the 4th Annual San Antonio Burlesque Festival, has always been wary of confining himself to the “gay ghetto” so his audiences have often been a mixed bag. And during his 23-year career as “a naked actor,” he’s found that when gay men are among their female friends the energy in the room becomes noticeably varied. “If straight guys are there, too, everyone has to loosen up a bit more,” he adds.
It’s in these types of environments, Tigger! thrives.
The fruit of the global change he’s always hoped to inspire through striptease is a change in “who people are hanging out with.” And a boylesque performance should be “appealing to that range of people when that range of people are together.” Mixed audiences “laughing at sexuality and gender together” in a live public performance is an ideal situation, one Tigger! could never have experienced had he stayed in his “comfy little ghetto.”
The times Tigger! – whose artistry seems to supersede his sexuality – has performed in gay venues has been when he’s been a guest of shows hosted by now-burlesque giants Dirty Martini or the charismatic World Famous Bob. He continues to support them to this day. “They are much better faggots than me,” he says via phone from New York, shortly before a tech rehearsal for “Karaoke Bacchae.”
The social politics of gay male culture can serve as a firm blockade to young, emerging artists who feel they can only find performance opportunities in LGBTQ venues. “A group of just gay men watching another gay man perform can get a little judge-y,” he says. ‘He’s not a go-go boy….and he’s not a drag queen…[the performance] is something in between. I don’t understand what this is supposed to be.” This sounds like a vivid recollection.
Calendar editors, however, need something to work with and the description he gives his act is deceptively simple. It’s “sex plus humor, plus self-expression,” he says. But does this holy trinity bear the mark of what some die-hard fans would call “true burlesque?”
Tigger! lets out a deep sigh over the sounds of a New York City street.
“I think any time someone starts talking about ‘true burlesque,’ I’m probably gonna get a little nauseous,” he says with an almost audible show shake of the head. “True burlesque is expansive and inclusive and can include things that I have not begun to imagine yet.” Tigger! feels the genre is here to open doors that have long been shut. “Anyone who’s closing the doors is working against us and they’re against the revolution” – a burlesque revolution that perhaps redefined itself when Tigger! was crowned the first-ever Mr. Exotic World in 2006 at the annual Burlesque Hall of Fame Weekend in Las Vegas.
He speaks of the burlesque renaissance of the 1990s that led to his big moment with fondness while making it clear that he never saw it as a revival. “The whole reason we refer to the Golden Age of Burlesque was because they were doing exciting, contemporary art for their time,” he says. Revivalism, he feels, is “boring, uninteresting and not art’s job.”
And as the commercialization of the burlesque industry struts downstage, there’s a stark difference in the minds of observers between “classic burlesque” and “neo-burlesque,” which Tigger! staunchly considers an artistically dangerous and “false distinction.”
“It’s an artist’s job to respond to the world we’re living in so whatever techniques you’re using to do that [is] fine,” he says.
Tigger! sees a beauty in the fact that burlesque welcomes performers from almost every conceivable discipline, from juggling to magic to ballet to singing. This year, the festival had to relocate to the Woodlawn Theatre because their last venue, the Josephine Theatre, wasn’t equipped to handle aerialists, according to co-producer Rose Muñoz.
In the early days of his career, Tigger! was tapped by noted performance artist Penny Arcade to join the internationally touring production of her show “Bad Reputation,” which could have been the spark – but not necessarily the fire that ignited his lifelong, boylesque adventure. After a tour of Europe and Australia, Tigger! had, by his own account, put in well over a thousand shows. “I got my stripper chops doing that,” he says.
But he found his return to the New York theatre scene “frustrating” after the whirlwind experience. Although, he was go-go dancing and did sex shows on the side, his desire to inject more “excitement and humor” into his theatrical work was starting to keep him up at night. This inspired him to create “strip performance art,” which is what he called his glittery conceptions before burlesque was ever on his radar.
This was also in the aftermath of the “summer of the defunded four,” when the National Endowment for the Arts defunded Karen Finley, Tim Miller, John Fleck and Holly Hughes (aka June 1990’s “NEA Four”) for their subversive, pornographic blah, blah, blah art,” he says. “So all the downtown performing groups rushed to defend porn or provocative art.”
This was a significant turning point for an artist who would go on to make a name for himself in the world of sexually provocative art in what he then viewed as “an anti-sex, puritanical society.”
But he found his community’s response a little lackluster. “A lot of these people were saying they were in favor of porn but none of their shows were pornographic,” he recalls. “No one was even getting naked [on stage]. Tigger! was resolute. “I’m going to be naked and hard or forget it,” he said. “It’s important to what we’re saying.”
What he said then, he continues to say in diverse ways almost a quarter of a century later, having also paved the way for boylesque stars like Matt Knife and the prolific Chris Harder. Harder considers him “a leader for all performers” regardless of “the pronoun you attach to the ‘lesque.’”
“As with any genre, any art form, if we’re doing our job right there should be someone in the audience every single fucking show saying ‘Wait a minute, I want to do this!’” Tigger! says. [Burlesque] was always meant to be accessible. It’s a working-class art form.”
Tigger! believes that the term boylesque is an “arbitrary and irrelevant distinction,” that burlesque should be playing with gender stereotypes and sexuality. “It makes sense that you want to hear from all genders,” he says. “There are more than two.”
Not unlike his “drag mom” Arcade, Tigger! isn’t shy about giving advice to up-and-coming boylesquers.
“If you’re going to be a man in this world, you’d better step up [and] work every bit as hard [and] get every bit as naked,” he says in a weighted tone. “If you’re going to stop with baggy-ass boxer shorts – why are you on the goddamn stage? Get the fuck off.”
Because it’s still “a man’s world” at the end of the day, he admits that male burlesque performers “can be lazier.” But there seems to be a gradual change on the horizon as new boylesque festivals pop up in cities like Seattle, New Orleans and Vienna.
Tigger! says he felt a bit of relief when acts like Chicago’s Stage Door Johnnies appeared on the scene. No longer did he feel the need to “fight for the existence of boylesque.”
Now dubbed “The Godfather of Neo-burlesque,” Tigger! perhaps should be allowed to focus more on the art again.
When he performs tonight, he’ll be keeping a promise to himself to keep exploring new things and “challenging himself.” In fact, he actually went skydiving for the first time last week.
“I’ve been talking about that for almost thirty years!” he says enthusiastically. “I dropped 10,000 feet yesterday.”
“I want to keep working and making art. I want to keep working with amazing people who really push me [and] kick my ass to keep up with them,” he says. “I want to keep being tickled and delighted…”
The energy in his voice is in perfect sync with the noise behind him, noise that preceded the Golden Age of Burlesque.
“I want to keep surprising myself.”
August 1st, 2015