The Cruising Diaries is a collection of writer/musician Brontez Purnell's various sexual follies and misadventures around '00s Oakland. Taco truck blowjobs, 'shrooms, Santa - everything you could want from an illustrated sex memoir and much, much more.
Brontez Purnell is an Oakland-based writer, musician, dancer, and director. He is the author of several books, including Since I Laid My Burden Down, and the zine Fag School; frontman for the punk band The Younger Lovers; and founder of the Brontez Purnell Dance Company.
My husband: What are you reading? Mari: Brontez Purnell's new book. OMG. Husband: Oh, that guy from Sister Spit? Excellent! What's the book about? Mari: It's like KISS & TELL, but utterly RAUNCHY. *I then proceed to read half the book out loud, laughing my ass off.*
Howling, hilarious, homo-anti-erotica from the real life experiences of the author. Reminds me of the bad-old days of Lisa Suckdog Carver's "Rollerderby" zine.
Il n'y a personne comme Brontez. Si sa vie était moins bordélique, il publierait probablement davantage, mais il serait peut-être un peu moins intéressant, qui sait.
The Cruising Diaries - dont j'ai lu la version augmentée - est une collection d'anecdotes de quelques-unes de ses rencontres charnelles, accompagnées d'illustrations hilarantes. Purnell n'a aucun filtre, et c'est tant mieux. Ça se lit quand même loin des enfants, cela dit. Mais c'est aussi crade que délicieux.
I was warned. I still wasn’t ready. “Anti-erotic sexual experiences” seemed confusing, even contradictory, and as such made me incredibly curious. But it wasn’t a challenge to witness the naked birth of this new genre laid bare - it boldly and vociferously announced itself as a clear-visioned new genre from the first vignette. Yep anti-erotic sexual experiences is very much ‘a thing’ that Purnell created and perfected. I laughed and I grimaced - I fidgeted uncomfortably with the pages, and I may have thought - or maybe even said - “bless his heart” quite a few times. It’s like a journalistic exposé worthy of covering messy sexual encounters - sans the unnecessary punditry or pageantry or pleasantries, for that matter. I feel like I’ve unlocked a tool with which to write about and imagine sexual encounters and experiences. My first book purchased at a comic book store and I appreciate - as am simultaneously confused by - the bookkeeper who recommended this to me. Thank you, nonetheless, for it was an experience. It’s not the size of the book that matters; or rather, don’t judge a book by its size. That lesson has been learned.
Very funny. I found it a bit too short. It was what it needed to be, didn’t have much behind the surface - but the honesty was there. I can’t say any of it was “shocking” so it was not shock value, from my perspective. Just a slice of life. It was precisely what it was supposed to be. The illustrations were phenomenal. 🙌
These raunchy tell-all tales of sexual misadventure (perfectly paired with punkishly insouciant illustrations from Janelle Hessig) are so shockingly candid and hilarious one almost doesn't notice that Purnell is a unique and talented prose stylist. Viva Brontez!
I think there is an expanded edition. Whatever. If you like funny, sexy short stories about sexual encounters of the homosexual variety, this is fucking funny.
nope i'm sorry i read this in one sitting. not a competition but this was the best bday gift i got this year <3 a romp for sure, and obvi so fun to read about places i know