in from the naughty-boy Father of Digital Art GARTEL reminding us that EROS DAY--an unprecedented evening of art, aphrodisiacs and highly cultured debauchery not to be missed--is coming to Dr. Suzy's Speakeasy January 22, 2005. Then Dave Pounder, a wisecracking altar-boy-turned-porn-producer (who seems to have a fixation on NOT having anal sex), piles into bed with Dr. Suzy and the ladies, as calls come in from Lauren, a 21-year-old personal assistant who's in deep lust with her seductive 37-year-old lesbian boss, and Edward, a philosophy professor (specializing in Spinoza, of course) who wants to know how to make his semen taste better (Dr. Suzy recommends celery, pineapple juice or Lyle Menendez' favorite: cinnamon), then actually taste-tests his own right on the air (it's "not bad"). Erotic Artist Irwin Bomb sketches exquisite portraits of Dr. Suzy and Kim as award-winning French Chanteuse Veronique sings bawdy cabaret songs and has everybody kicking up their high-heeled boots to the "Contraceptive March," after which they spank Dr. Suzy's sinning butt just below her pure white little "JESUS LOVES MY ASS" hot shorts (made with lust and devotion by that hot-threaded Christian Pantymaker Miss Poppy). Faith-Based Festivities climax with Annie's Ejaculation and much orgiastic solidarity with our Orange Brothers & Sisters in Ukraine , keeping warm by making love and fighting the power that would repress the people. Sex, Fun, Wisdom and Erotic Insurgent Irreverence Par Excellence. You can have FAITH in the VALUE of this show, because we have FAITH in SEX. Does that make sense? It doesn't matter. FAITH doesn't have to make sense.