Listen up! If there’s one person you don’t mess with in this town, it’s Bev (aka Drew Gaver), who is on her way to the Miss National Comedy Queen championships in Orlando, Florida. The thing is, this competition is expensive, and Bev’s good, Christian ways aren’t helping her pay the bills, so she’s taken to the internet in a heartfelt attempt to get you to give her your money…now! Bev’s launched a GoFundMe campaign to raise cash to bring her filth to Florida (we’re not sure they’re ready for it). We asked her to share five good reasons why us common folk should contribute to her quest to become Miss National Comedy Queen. Without further ado, here they are from Bev herself.
5. Atonement of Your Sins
"You, yes you reading this... I saw you coming out of the bathhouse behind Voyeur with a gallon of lube and a basket of stolen kittens. I've spoken with Jesus and he said he will forgive you....if you donate to my campaign."
4. Giving Makes You Feel Better
"At least that's what all the tops say."
"Drag queens are notoriously nosey people. You'd be amazed at the dirt I have on people. Criminal records, hotel receipts, Cracker Barrel Frequent Customer cards...When I finally decide to go all 'Gossip Girl' on the city, I'll be sure to remove the generous GoFundMe donors from my warpath."
"I have nude photos of Brian Sims making out with Zac Efron. I'll text them them to you personally if you donate to my campaign."
1. In all seriousness...
"This year I decided to push myself creatively as a performer, step outside of my comfort zone and enter the Miss Comedy Queen pageantry system. I was happy to place 2nd and be invited to the national competition in Orlando. As Dolly Parton once said, 'It costs a lot of money to look this cheap,' and drag (pageants especially) can be very costly. Airfare, travel, hotels, costumes etc all add up quickly. Any donation is greatly appreciated!
Thank you so much! xoxo Jesus Saves, ~BEV"
Every week, Philly gay gents share their local picks for Man Crush Monday. Today, Philly drag queen—and Jesus’s homegirl–Bev.
Philadelphia: The City of Brotherly Love ... and Drag Queens. Everywhere you turn it seems another drag queen is claiming a new daughter, or sister, or enemy. Like rabbits, we tend to multiply while you're not even looking. What these baby queens don't realize is that the Drag World can be a treacherous place. You need a big handsome man by your side! Someone to carry your stuff, get you a cocktail, occasionally set (or be) a prop in your number. You need a Drag Husband! Here, 12 local men who would fit the bill just fine ...
Kolby Kent Nelson
I met this gent at Drag Wars last cycle and he's the perfect drag arm candy! He's cute, funny, a drag fan, and he's going to med school! This one's gonna be a doctor, girls! Snap him up while you can! Warning though, this former Mormon has seen none of the movies or TV shows you will reference ... so just have him sit there and look pretty.
He's handsome, sassy, and he'll keep your mom company before the show. Seriously that's how we met. I found this sweetheart of a guy chatting up my mom over a glass of white zin (because what else do moms drink?!) before one of my first shows in Philly. She was by herself and he changed that. He may not remember that simple gesture but I will. Warning: I recently painted his face for the Philly Beauty Ball and he was feeling his fantasy that night. He now refers to me as his drag mother. Oy.
The hooker ... mean hooper with a heart of gold. I met this talented lad when he joined Bearlesque, and he's quickly become one of my favorite performers to use in my shows. He recently was voted Mr. Congeniality in the Mr. Everything competition and he deserved it. I don't want to brag, but he did make it back into the competition (after being prematurely booted) by doing a number dressed as me. A little nepotism never hurt anyone.
The amount of crap this lovable guy puts up with from me makes him a saint. My Drag Wars drag hubby when my real husband is away always seems to know when mama needs a cocktail, and he's always willing to hold my purse. I love you Sonny ... now get me a Brooklyn Peach and a Diet Coke.
One of my newest friends, he's quickly become one of my favorites. He's smart, talented (this boy can sang) and always willing to help with whatever you need. Plus he's a theater nerd, and that gets extra points in my book. Recently he's started to dabble in drag here and there. For being a newbie he put on one hell of a show at my last Bitchfest. (We just need to work on that drag name boo.)
The general manager of Voyeur, I owe a lot to this guy. He's always been supportive, given me amazing opportunities as a performer and will help you in whatever way he can. Plus he's got an amazing sparkly hoody that I hope he someday bequeaths to me. (Hint, hint!)
Yes, I included a lady on my list, but she's a lesbian so that half-counts, right? The Editor in Chief of Drag Official News, this lady is always there with me to dish out the sass. I dare say we've gotten so close that we can communicate shade through a single glance ... and I love that.
The Ginge on a Binge, he's literally my evil red-headed next door neighbor (we're roommates). I met Connor at the first Bearlesque and he was gracious enough to include me as their sole permanent drag cast member since then. We grew close and now we're so close I trust him with my shit when I'm not home.
Damn there's a lot of red heads on this list! My partner in nosey neighbor-ness, Brandon was one of the first people I met when I started down my Philly Drag path. He's supported me from the beginning and he'll always make it to a show if he can. He loves drag queens and he's a hell of a promoter. He also gives back, having recently co-produced Code Red, which raised $5000 for AIDS charities.
My partner in crime! Not to get sappy but I owe a lot of my drag success in Philly to this guy. He gave me my first solo show: Bev's Bitchfest and together we've turned it into something I'm very proud of. He loves supporting new talent and providing platforms for everyone to showcase that talent. Plus, I can always count on a cackle from the back of the house when Josh is in the room.
Matthew Ryan Morrell
Even though a lot of other drag queens have tried stealing him from me (I'm looking at you, Mimi Imfurst) Matthew will always be my No. 1 drag hubby. He was my Sandy Frink (in a Romy and Michelle number), my Vili Fualaau (in a Mary Kay Letourneau child porn number) and my Jesus (in a very irreverent Easter number). Matthew is one of the sweetest, funniest, most genuine people I've ever met. I'm happy that this crazy drag thing made him one of my best friends.
Of course I had to put my real-life hubby at the top of the list. He's supported me since day one, is okay with my drag taking over our bed room—and our social life—and if you need to be laced into a corset, he's the one to call. A heart as big as his voice (which is amazing, y'all should YouTube him), I'm happy to have him with me on this crazy adventure.
Submit your Man Crush Monday!
Here are the rules: (1) Name five to 10 guys you’re crushing on, and tell us why they have your heart aflutter (2) You and all men involved have to be from Philadelphia (3) Email your crushes to email@example.com.
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Girl, you tacky!
That’s exactly what The Bronzed Bee was hoping guests would say as they showed up to U Bar in their ugliest holiday sweaters for its first My Big Gay Tacky Sweater Party. On hand were the fabulously feisty Brittany Lynn, the ever popular (and ever big mouthed) Bev, and America’s Next Top Model alum Cory Wade Hindorff, who all doubled as the event’s judges. Their task: to decide who wore the tackiest holiday sweater. There was plenty of laughter, cocktails, and holiday cheer, all for a good cause. (Guests brought donations for Toys for Tots.)
We were there to take part in the fun and capture some of the great moments of the super gay event. It was the only time when being the worst dressed was awarded this holiday season!
If you’re a vegetarian, like me, you don’t really look forward to the centerpiece on the big ole’ Turkey Day meal (but, I’d be willing to bet that you do overload on mashed potatoes and that green bean casserole thingie). Instead, you’re plotting out your Thanksgiving week, which is notorious for parties, events, and festivities that you simply can’t pass up (just like that cranberry sauce in a can). We here at G Philly came up with our best bets of everything going on in gay Philly during the week of Thanksgiving, broken up in a day-by-day, easy to follow guide. Consider it your recipe for a holiday well-done. Read more »
Photo by David Ayllon
My name is … Bev: Philadelphia’s Premiere Christian Drag Queen. Bev was the “mommest” name I could think of.
Jesus … is my homegirl, my baby daddy, the reason for the season, and a biscuit who will on occasion sop you up if you let him.
Drag is … embracing your creativity, and the ability to get away with murder.
Tucking is … just a good set of Spanx and three pairs of tights.
Before I go on stage … I try to get feel for the attitude of the audience—and have a cocktail to loosen up.
If I could start over with a new drag name it would be … Sarah Belle Palsey.
If I could only do one song for the rest of my life … it would be my “The Night the Lights Went Out in Georgia/Julia Sugarbaker” mix.
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While most of you will be making your way to Rehoboth or some other nearby gay beach mecca over the weekend, there is still plenty to do for those of us holding it down in town—especially if you’re a fan of drag. I round up some of your best options below.
Bev’s Bitchfest is taking place Friday night.
Bev has assembled quite the lineup for her fifth go-round of Bitchfest. Taking the stage will be live-singing drag diva Cleo Phatra, and burlesque stalwarts Sinnamon and Gemini Rose, among others.
If you like your drag a little more campy, Sandy Beach is hosting a cabaret evening of her own. Her monthly La Cage Aux Beach stars Gay Bingo’s Summer Clearance and Thunder Showers, and Liza impersonator extraordinaire Gio Michaels.
Icon Ebony-Fierce is celebrating her big 2-5 at the Superdope South Philly House Party. She just so happens to share her birthday with Michael Jackson, so come ready to dance to some MJ.
Mauckingbird Theatre Company is performing a staged reading of Lillian Helman’s 1931 play The Children’s Hour, about two woman teachers at an all-girl boarding school who were accused of being lovers. (There’s a performance Sunday, too).
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GASP: Bev (left) flirts with a crucified Jesus.
A new show is coming to Voyeur this Saturday that’s prefaced with a bold warning: “Not for the faint at heart or easily offended!” Bev, one of Philly’s best rising drag personalities, will put on a show fittingly called “We’ll See You In Hell.” No joke is off-limits. Everything is on the table.
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Philly drag queen Bev may tout herself as the holier-than-thou “Gayborhood God Warrior,” but when that gal gets to complaining, Lord, you’d believe she was possessed by the Devil himself. To be fair, she has a lot to bitch about — namely just pulling a disappointing second-place win in Drag Wars — so Tabu has invited the queen to host her very own evening of comedy, burlesque and other “bitchy surprises” in “Bev’s Bitchfest: The Bitch is Back.”
More weekend events after the jump