Philadelphia nightclubbers and rock music afficionados were treated to an unlucky surprise acoustic set a few nights back by porn industry magnate (and political hot-button) John Stagliano at local music club Johnny Brenda's.

It's been a long day at work. You're belly is starting to grumble, and you don't have nearly enough energy to cook dinner. As you drive past a McDonald's, you think, "Damn, I could really go for a Big Mac right about now." (This wouldn't be my personal preference, but with billions and billions served, I suspect this craving is experienced by many.) The building looks suspiciously deserted, and as you pull up to the drive through window, you find it closed and obscured by a notice stating, "Closed by the US Supreme Court for distributing unhealthy products within the community."

Man, musical theatre doesn't know when to fucking quit, you know what I mean? It was bad enough that they musicalled-up Grey Gardens. I mean, I never watched the movie (too boring), but it was from the same dudes who made that boss Rolling Stones documentary, so I bet it fuckin' rules, and turning it into some shitty musical is a big steaming load of bull-shit, you know? It's just plain wrong, and now, to make matters worse, the world of musical theatre is setting it's sights on something near and dear to all of us: Spider-Man!

Alright, we brought you an interview with Evil Angel's Belladonna last week. And then earlier this week, we gave you a few minutes with Bobbi Starr, who tends to pop up in more than her share of Evil Angel flicks. Now, we're bringing it back home with the main man himself. Yep, BUCKTON's grooving out with the dude who practically invented porno as we know it. The man, the myth, the legendary ass-fiend...it's Buttman himself, folks, John Stagliano.