Like that period between 1378 and 1414 in which people calling themselves Popes resided in both Avignon and Rome, Eon McKai’s departure from VCA creates a great schism in the steveporn world in which there will now be a steveporn scene at his old employer and a new one at the boutique Vivid-steve label he is creating.
Over Joanna Angel’s eggs benedict (arnold) at Canter’s following rockstar bingo this evening, I asked McKai if Vivid gave him a set of Vivid Rims in his new position, if Vivid’s offices were covered with soft throw pillows and chocolates, and if part of his deal allowed him a separate entourage room where his hoodies could bust shots off.
“It’s nice,” he said. “I keep a mini-desk for my peeps.”
“It’s important to keep your p.i.m.p. hand strong and not let homies have a bigger desk than you,” I counseled.
I told him that knowing about his news but still having to read the “official” story weeks later on the site of my old employer, who still has my shirts, was sad. I also wondered why he hadn’t mentioned some of the other players in the steveporn genre, like Benny Profane and Ron Royster, in the AVN article. Reading that article it would seem that steveporn consisted only of the triumvirate of Joanna Angel, McKai, and Rob Rotten.
It reminded me of when kids in school got all proprietary about Audioslave when they hadn’t heard Rage Against the Machine. Or when they acted like they’d disovered churros when in fact they’ve been around at least since 1998.
I’m glad everyone is to remain friends despite the 101 forming a barrier between the two camps.
Previously: McKai’s Antelope Valley plans, VCA fires pre-emptive volley as McKai leaves
See also: Eon McKai, Vivid, VCA
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