Phone Whore asks us to explore the limits in the hidden corners of our sexual minds |
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| Written by Mark Robins | ||
| Tuesday, 06 September 2011 | ||
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Playwright, performer and phone sex operator. It is all in a days (and nights) work for Cameryn Moore who brings her one-woman show Phone Whore to this year’s Vancouver International Fringe Festival.
“I knew that most people have no idea about what happens in phone sex,” she said. “I also found that doing the calls led me to think a lot, to speculate and wonder about what drives us to need what we need in sex. I came to fiercely believe in the absolute and necessary inviolability of our own thoughts, as far as fantasies go, and that is an issue that could benefit from being discussed more widely than in little isolated islands of the kink and queer communities.” Eavesdropping on Moore’s side of four different calls, there is no doubt that she is taking some of her more extreme calls to the stage. One such call is the narration of a homoerotic gang bang that takes place in a locker room. While at first glance it might seem strange for a woman to narrate such a scene, Moore says it makes a lot of sense. “Men call the phone sex lines and have a woman narrate those calls, as opposed to calling the gay lines, to have some kind of psychological buffer,” she explained. “If there was a male voice describing the scene, it might feel too close to actually being gay.” Moore believes that most of the men calling for a homoerotic experience though are not gay and it goes back to her belief that the discussion of sex and fantasies needs to go more main stream. “Unfortunately, our society does not support men in exploring same-sex desire in the same way that it does women,” she said. “I mean, for fuck’s sake, Katy Perry kissed a girl and everyone knows but god forbid a man should look sideways at the urinal. Most straight men can't talk to each other about this, can't talk to their wives or girlfriends, so they come to the phone.” Hoping that audiences will walk away thinking about whether there is or should be any limit to what we keep in the hidden corners of our sexual minds, we should ultimately be thankful that with its 55 minute run-time we aren’t being charged by the minute. Phone Whore |