The boys below prove us wrong on both counts: DJs can be famewhores, too, and porns tars sometimes have interests other than dick. Our favorite porn star DJs below.
Dominic Pacifico has appeared in over a dozen titles ranging from the mainstream (Raging Stallion’s ‘Grunts: Misconduct‘) to the raunchy margins (Treasure Island Media’s ‘Drunk on Cum 4’).
Realizing “the cross-marketing potential” of becoming a pornstar slash DJ, Pacifico named himself DJ Pornstar and threw himself into what he calls the San Francisco electro clash movement. Some of the rules he learned along the way: “Thou shalt no play Sandstorm or Zombie Nation.” And: “Thou shalt not fist-pump more than once per hour.” (That rule, we’re hoping, applies to being a DJ and not a porn star.)
Pacifico continues to assume his position behind the turntables of San Francisco’s biggest clubs, often wearing nothing but underwear and roller-skates.
This heavily inked man-boy has been spinning indie and retro hits in woody Dresden clubs for years. There he’s known as DJ Kriegel. But he’s taken a hiatus from the turntables since signing on with Raging Stallion as an exclusive earlier this year.
His piggish antics on film have earned him sticky, widespread acclaim. And while he hasn’t spun in the US yet, we can’t blame him: he’s been busy having sex with, among others, his muscle-daddy boyfriend, fellow Raging Stallion exclusive Vinnie D’Angelo.
Another German! Jan Fischer was a DJ before he was a porn star, but after Chi Chi Larue met him 4 years ago in a Berlin hotel, she signed him on with her production company, Channel 1, as an exclusive. Since then he’s appeared in a dozen of Chi Chi’s titles, proving that he has groove in more ways than one.
All the while Fischer has continued to spin progressive house all over Berlin, and he recently began hosting a weekly radio show on the German station, Shape FM. The Hinterland hottie brings his porn star shtick along with him to the turntables. Flyers advertise him as Berlin’s resident porn star DJ, and his radio show promises “sexual vibes” every Saturday.
Filippo Romano is the muscle-bound darling of circuit parties across Italy, where he spins as DJ Phil Romano. He can be spotted manning the DJ booth at a different warehouse venue every week, presiding over fog-machines and laser light shows. (Fog! Lasers!)
His playlists favor tribal house music with thuddy, unchanging beats and frequent breakdowns that cut everything short with an airy ‘woosh.’ Not really our thing. But then again, he’d never fuck us, so who are we to judge? Romano has appeared in a slew of Falcon titles, but lately he’s been concentrating on his life as a DJ overseas.
When he’s not blogging about GHB or having sex with bad dates, Erik Rhodes blogs about music. His fans think that, as a club-whore, Rhodes must love “oontz oontz” house music, or that as a wounded and insecure ‘boy in the world,’ Rhodes must love gothy Tori Amos remixes.
Neither assumption is true. His musical tastes are impressively fun. Even though Rhodes could accidentally eat a hipster and not notice until the diarrhea hit a few hours later, he shares a musical affinity with the too cool kids in tapered pants.
Austere techno-funk like Fischerspooner and New Wave reduxes like TV on the Radio round out the playlist he maintains on his blog. Now, friends are urging Rhodes to bring his playlists to the turntables. He’s thinking about it, but lately he’s been pretty busy concentrating on not passing out.
LA-based Chi Chi Larue is not a pornstar, but she’s the star of porn, so of course we’ll include this legendary director, production company owner and, yes, Disc Jockey in our list.
Promoters book Chi Chi not only because she tends to bring a gaggle of porny hotties with her everywhere she goes, but also because she’s a kick-ass DJ. Her musical taste — artists like Cher, Lady GaGa, Erasure and Britney — is gay, gay, gay. We likes.
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