Ron Jeremy's stunt double
Thanks, Nance, and thanks, Darin.
So, thanks to birthday girl Nancy Nall, today, you, the reader, get to hear the story about how I became a "big man in porn" (tm).
Of course, this post would be useless without pictures, so here's a nice shot of me from my PADI Divemaster ID. Note the frightening resemblance to a certain hedgehog.
Here's the stuff I originally posted over on birthday girl's blog. Read it there, as well, because 1) the comments are worth it, b) hits never hurt.

How I became a "big man in porn".
Well, back in the late 80s/early 90s, the music business was not exactly like it is now. Nowadays, anybody can produce a CD. Back then, demo cassettes were king.
I got tired of working with musicians, as most of them are quirkier than a 72 Matador. So I decided to release a demo tape, with me playing every instrument. The advantage of this was that I didn't have to deal with any other musicians; the disadvantage was that I was constrained by the limit of my ability on each instrument. I rationalized this out by telling myself "This is a demo, not a full blown album. I don't need to create "Hotel California"."
So when it was done, I was happy enough with it. I had Warner/Elektra/Asylum produce a thousand cassettes for me, and I mailed out about 600 of them. Every single record company I could find. Many were returned unopened, with "NO UNSOLICITED MATERIAL" stamped on the front. Some responded with things like "We like it, but it fits no genre we have. How can we market it"? Some said "I love it, my friends love it, but there's no market for it.". Some said "This is the single worst thing I have ever heard". In any case, nobody wanted to give me a big dollar record contract.
Finally, after months of rejection, I got a positive response. A really positive response. Ashlyn Gere, porno queen, somehow got a copy of the tape. She claimed to like it, like it a lot. She wanted to use a couple of songs from the tape on her new feature: "Realities 2". I guess it would answer all those questions left unresolved by Realities 1.
At this point, after hearing nothing but rejection, I said why not. I asked if they wanted a DAT master, and they said no, they would just get the sound off of the cassette. At this point, I knew it wouldn't be a real quality production, but hey, why not.
Ashlyn also told me that her contract meant that it would appear on Playboy. Huzzah! Playboy! This meant two things to me: 1) I would get paid. I wouldn't get any money for the picture, but I would get some money from BMI when it was broadcast. It also meant that 2) I'd be a real songwriter.
My next step was to talk to the people at BMI about the publishing rights. Well, it turns out that there are two types of music in films/TV. First is incidental music, which is simply music going on in the background. The other is choreographed music. The BMI/ASCAP definition of "choreographed" was something like "would the action on screen have been different with different music". When I got the video, I felt that I could honestly tell them "Yes, the screen action would have been different". By the way, "choreographed" music gets paid at a triple rate. Boy, was that a fun conversation.
It was a good thing that my music was used for a masturbation scene. Somehow if my songs made people want to have group anal sex, I wouldn't have gotten a warm fuzzy.
Originally, I thought that they would use the one instrumental on the tape. Oh no. They were going to use my sickeningly sweet love song. Yecchh. My voice would also be on there.
I asked my buddy, writer Steven Schneck, if I should use my real name. He said "you'll never work in this town again". I told him that I wasn't working there now. Besides, Ashlyn rejected my favorite name, "Miles Long".
Steven was also the guy that had a Spanish copy of Dianetics: Dianetica. I asked him if he read it in Spanish. He said "Since I'm not going to read it, I might as well not read it in Spanish".
So, for a couple of years I received Christmas cards from Ashlyn (signed "all my sex"), thank yous, and requests for more music.
I did get one check from BMI. I thought about framing it, but by cashing it, I got to deduct absolutely everything musically related. Huzzah.
So there ends my foray into pornography, as well as my foray into the music business. However, people occasionally look at my PADI Divemaster ID and say I look like Ron Jeremy. That can't be a good thing, can it?
Good thing I got that Ph.D., huh?
Fun links for more backstory:
http://excaliburfilms.com/AdultDVD/76326D2+Ashlyn+Geres+Realities+2+dvd.htm
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0162594/
And don't forget: http://savethewire.com
In the IMDb one of Ashlyn Gere's alterante names is Kimberly Marshall.
Posted by: mominem | 26 November 2007 at 01:09 PM
That's such a great story. I love the choreography angle.
Many years ago, Renard submitted some of his music to a sound library and a few people familiar with the songs reported hearing one of them in a porno flick. (I wonder if it was *choreographed*?) We have no idea what the movie is called but he does periodically get BMI checks for use of the same song on the Spice Channel in programming listed as "Thick and Black." Heh, heh.
The Kimberly Marshall alias is icing on this cake.
Posted by: LIsaPal | 26 November 2007 at 09:39 PM
Hah! What a hoot! "Orgazmo" is one of the movies Dan dragged me to see and I walked out of it doubled over from laughing so hard.
And the "icing on this cake" thankfully doesn't include the words "Under Neat That".
Or does it????
Posted by: liprap | 26 November 2007 at 09:55 PM
I once saw Ashlyn Gere at a bookstore appearance in NY. She's 5'2" of heat.
Posted by: joejoejoe | 27 November 2007 at 09:20 AM
What was she doing in a bookstore?
Posted by: mominem | 27 November 2007 at 01:03 PM
It was the kind of bookstore that smelled like bleach and had booths in the back. She was signing videos and glossy photos. I worked nights at the time in a new city that I had just transfered into for work and I used to go crazy looking for things to do in the daytime. I saw the appearance advertised in the free paper and went to check it out. I went to museums and real bookstores too when I was bored. Honest.
Posted by: joejoejoe | 27 November 2007 at 05:27 PM
I always wondered if that demo mass mailing resulted in anything. Now we all know the rest of the story. I remember listening to that demo tape over and over on a road trip to Vegas. Warren Zevon would be proud.
Posted by: Jeff | 29 November 2007 at 12:27 AM
Another great story! And you could have been scoring choreographed sex all this time. You're truly an amazing person.
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