STRAIGHT OUTTA COMPTON review and memories with photos





Just watched STRAIGHT OUTTA COMPTON! (my REVIEW) A good friend and filmmaking partner John Gonzales had an extra ticket for a special screening and knew there was only one person to ask. His only friend who’s a true Ruthless Records fan for life. That’d be me. I’m that wigger kid screaming “Fuck the Police” in his room while his white parents question their parenting skills outside my bedroom door. Remember that white kid from CB4? Yep, that was me rapping “Straight Outta Compton crazy muthafuck named Slava!” from inside my room on the South Central side of our apartment.

For 30 years, I’ve been that kid. Growing older with age and replacing the records with tapes then CDs then eventually downloads of the same street reporter stories coming from Eazy E and NWA.

So the chance to catch an early preview was only thing on my mind. This was 30 years coming and 20 since Eazy’s death. Yes, the entire movie I rapped all the lyrics inside my head and bobbed in my chair.

If you grew up in that era, you remember the craziness of the first album then eventually of the second Straight Outta Compton masterpiece. You remember the record covers and music videos. The stories, fights, riots and arrests. This movie covered so much!

I sat there smiling as F. Gary Gray reminded me of the original K-DAY and short glimpses into World Class Wrecking Crew, as well as other quick bites about Ice Cube’s CIA. And then of course introducing us to The D.O.C. who I adored so much that I even own all his Fila Fresh Crew tapes. And would pose like him from his “It’s Funky Enough” album. Yes I was that wigger kid. And yes, I also own the CIA tape and all World Class Wrecking Crew albums.

The movie brought us back to the Tower Records on Sunset Blvd. that no longer exists. But back then it was the hot spot where I bought my “100 Miles and Running” Album then the Ice Cube tapes and that amazing Chronic tape. If you grew up in LA during those times, you remember the Rodney King video, verdict and eventual riots. Watching this movie I remembered hurrying through LA to get to my brother’s school before all of Los Angeles caught on fire. The news reports and how angry we all were, black and white.

Seeing the Crenshaw cruising I smiled in remembrance of being invited there in 1989 by my friends. But being that fake as bedroom gangsta little wigger kid I declined. We all knew a kid or two that NWA rapped about and tried to keep our distance. Yet, from safety of our cars and homes rapped along with their true life stories.

This movie brought out memories from my childhood. It brought out emotions I forgot about. I remember where I was when Eazy E announced he had AIDS, I also remember where I was when he passed away. Those emotions were so real as this “drug dealer” who by all purposes was a bad guy in so many people’s eyes captured our hearts with his stories. That heart felt emotion is what led me to rekindle these moments in my heart again. I sat in the theatre with tears running down my face remembering my drive on the 101 right passed the 405 junction when I first heard Eazy E died twenty years ago.

The two and half hours went by so fast, I wanted more and more. This piece of art brought me through every emotion from laughter to anger and eventual sadness of what could have been. With such emotions pulling you every direction, this movie had a perfect message to enjoy your life by “You can’t put a price on peace of mind.”

A few final thoughts. This street reporting movement and style had a big impact on so many growing up. Three decades later the fans are as loyal to this as ever. I for one dressed the part and thought the part. So much so I had the highest grade in African American Studies class in College. I cared enough that my influences carried over to my little brother Jonathan who later in life became one of the most out spoken and creative street artists in Los Angeles. And to this day makes a difference with his Hip Hop gear created by his company Digital Threads. The LA TIMES front page shirt is one of the best used examples of his NWA and street reporting influence. Being the wigger big brother I even dressed him this way as a young boy.

My pride and joy of filmmaking was out “My Brother’s Keeper” portfolio project I did with my filmmaking partner, Kareem, in film school. These stories and Kareem’s real life experiences helped in creating a very controversial and in your face student film for our graduation piece. I decided to include some of my 35mm memories here in remembering the time and era of these amazing moments that molded all of us into what we are today.

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My last Dinner with a Friend

My Last Dinner with my Friend

No matter how much I struggle while writing this blog, it does not compare to my friend’s struggles. In the past few weeks our family dog of almost 14 years has gone through a transformation of a vibrant family member to struggling in just walking. Our usual Sunday family dinners were somber tonight. This was our last with our family member. She doesn’t eat and struggles to walk across the room. Tomorrow we will be saying good bye to her in person but in our hearts she has changed our lives.

Thirteen years ago I remember vividly … I came home from work and headed to our parents place. As I stood in the kitchen, in came my little 12 year old brother with a big smile. Following him my parents smiles lit up the room as in my dad’s arms was an adorable little german shepherd puppy. My little brother and I spent the whole night playing with our new family member and coming up with names. I was an adult and he was a little boy but we both were little kids chasing this puppy we named Whisper.

She brought the family together as our first pet and her spirit was quite infectious. One morning she knocked over a dozen eggs and pooped yellow for days. Thanksgiving she made her self comfortable in the kitchen finishing up our turkey dinner. She never was mistreated but loved. Even during mischievous times her eyes made it impossible to be angry.

Eventually my brother and I taught her to play goalie during our hockey games in the backyard. She loved it so much that upon hearing the word “hockey” she would bolt to the back door waiting for another pick-up game. Our games were wild as all three kids … me at 29, my brother at 14 and whisper at 2 would run in the house muddy and bloody from another game in the back. The hockey sticks and tennis balls are still sitting on the wall outside my place.

Whisper never was a mean animal often playing with my cat and eventually our new little maltese. The last two years she has been amazing with my niece, letting the baby sit on her, pull her ears and pretty much use her as a punching bag. Whisper would just smile and lay back. My niece named her “foo foo”.

Whisper learned the difference in our dad’s shoes. Sandals went on and she ran to the back for backyard fun, regular shoes mean front door and walk around the block. Smart animal and a great friend.

A few years back I went through a bad time with depression and my friend sat by me on every visit to my folks. No one knew what was happening on the inside but she did and she made sure I had comfort in someone. No words, just a friend sitting next to me at every opportunity. Licking my face and hands and nudging me in fun. Seeing her tonight emotionally kills me because as she was there for me I can only be there for her in mild ways. The last few days I try to sit by her and scratch her favorite spots. She doesn’t make eye contact any more. And won’t let me take any pictures.

For tonight’s dinner our dad didn’t yell at us when we fed her off the table in fact he joined in. Him and her are best friends and she hasn’t left his side in 13 years. Until tomorrow. Our dad is one of those tough guys with no emotion but I can’t imagine what he is going through right now on his final walk with her as I write this blog. I snuck in to hang out with her and walked in on my parents about to take her for her final walk. Due to the redness in my eyes our dad asked me if I was sleeping, I nodded in agreement but we both knew better.  Whisper was standing by the front door and stumbled outside almost falling. This week her kidneys and back legs gave out. But tomorrow it will all go away.

I have spent too much time working and missed a lot of opportunity to spend time with her. And I’m sad for it. She doesn’t cry just moans when she moves and now she bleeds. To see such a wonderful creature struggle is sad beyond control. My night tonight will be spent laying next her. I want to make sure she understands that what we gave her doesn’t compare to what she gave us.

The last few days I kept busy working but haven’t stopped thinking about her since seeing her struggle so badly last week and on our conclusion to finalize it this Monday. I worked every day, shot and edited but limited my communication with people. I did not sleep. Only napping when my body needed it. But tonight I couldn’t push it all away. After our shoot my drive to dinner was very emotional as I tried to compose myself before arriving. Now as the final night falls for my friend the emotions are greater. My struggles do not compare to her’s, I can’t imagine what she is going through. Tomorrow my friend will be loved and spoiled with burgers and treats and hugs and kisses.

Then at 5pm we take her to the doctor for our final good byes.  Having a family pet was a new experience for us all and it brought us so close together. Now we are going through the sad part of saying good bye.  And again this week has brought us even closer together. Whisper upon her arrival in our lives changed us for the better and now as she leaves us, she will change us again in a meaningful way. For that I have to say thank you and I love you my friend.

My XBiz Awards experience

These were my first X-Biz Awards … I guess to non-porn I should explain what these Awards are about. Porn like some other entertainment outlets honors their “best” in a yearly Awards show extravaganza. Mainstream has their Oscars, music has it’s Grammy’s, Soul Train Awards, CMAs, etc. … shit even Pimps have their Pimp of the Year Awards, (side note) not to be confused with Porn agents.

So us in porn wait every year in serious suspense to see who will be nominated for such acts as anal, or DPs or who can suck the meanest dick. And even who can “act”. But all in all, even with our fake / stage names we are honored to be recognized for our accomplishments whether we suck dick on camera or shoot someone sucking dick on camera. It’s all hand in hand. We want to be recognized for being the best at our chosen professional.

With 2011 approaching we at PUBA headquarters wanted to make sure we had a big presence this year as a company and most importantly with our Puba girls. AVN Awards were a huge success (BLOG later) and it was time for the XBiz version.

X-Biz Awards were on February 9, 2011. Kory and I were just coming off a crazy week of shooting (I shot 22 scenes), prepping and having our LIVE Streaming Super Bowl Puba Party. We were tapped out but the Awards were here and we needed to represent.

The company, myself and the girls had a total of 11 nominations so it was imperative we go in hopes of seeing one of us win.

I wanted to go all in style like my many AVN Award appearances. But I was tired and sleepy and hungry and just not in the Ivan ghettolicious mode. So I threw on my new Puba hat, some bling, my jew start rosary beads and off we went. The plan was to meet Asa Akira and London Keyes outside the Palladium by the Red Carpet. Well as always plans go the direction of kaka. Out front was this group of “Condoms in Porn” protesters. They chanted “Hey Hey what do you say, Condoms Condoms all the way!” Try the chant, it’s actually catchy.

(pause for the chant)

With my handy Slivan vlog camera, I recorded them, chanted with them and took pics of them. These people were cordial and polite in spreading their word of hate for pleasurable sex on camera. At one point some dude drives by and they hand him bunch of condoms, so he yells “I’m going to fuck all night!” And these people cheer him. So I guess they are not really anti-sex just but just anti-pleasurable sex. Okay okay, they are pro safe sex. Kind of.

Then I meet a camera guy for TMZ … so now my mission is to get our girls on the show. Talk about publicity, right? So I quickly call Asa, who says they are eating sushi. “Fuck that nasty raw fish and get over here”, I say with a nice tone and a choice of different words. I spent the next 30 minutes socializing and keeping this dude entertained while waiting for the girls. Then finally here they are walking towards us. The TMZ guy rushes towards the girls and manages to get Asa for a few questions about this event. Boom! Another day, another job well done for our chicas.

I then spent a few minutes behind Ron Jeremy as he was being interviewed by the local Fox Network News. But it was more then just an on camera appearance. I flipped my hat around to let the world see the coolest company logo in porn … our PUBA monkey

Red Carpet time! We were in line for what seemed like forever UNTIL the Spiegler girls get a rush from being Speigler Girls (one of top agencies in porn). Asa is a Spiegler girl as well and was showed to the front. Then my homie Asa hooks a Rigga (Russian N word) up. She yells, hey Ivan is with me. Not sure if her inside voice or wishful thinking projected out but all of a sudden there is security escorting me past mountains of porn peeps towards the red carpet. Thank you Asa my friend, but I think of you as a little sister who has sex in front of me while I record you. Now on the Red Carpet my anti-social shyness goes away and I’m there snapping pictures, shooting video and hugging up for pics with Asa. As usual I socialize with the media which helps in getting covered more. Then we head to the Brazzers TV camera guy, while he interviews Asa I yell behind her … which leads to a double decker of promotion for and on Brazzers TV. As Tommy Gunn would say, “Nice!”

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Once inside we socialized and ran into old friends. The show was okay but our fun was had outside. We didn’t win anything as expected but it wasn’t the point. We wanted to make an appearance and support our girls. Hopefully TMZ will put Asa on their show and these media pics will keep us in people’s minds.

But the night didn’t conclude until Kory grabbed me and took me to an old friend of mine. Kory was a bit buzzed so I wasn’t sure where or to who he was leading towards. Until … there she was Christy Canyon, my ex of sorts and one of the nicest, coolest, hottest people you can meet. From what I hear she often talks about me on her Playboy Night Calls Radio Show. She immediately introduced me as Slava (my real name) the guy she has a crush on to all her friends. It was flattering and awkward but fun. We chatted about our lives, families, business lives, etc. I even spent a minute or two trying to recruit her to Puba, My job never stops.  I walked her to her car and went searching for my ride. My night concluded around 1:00am as I headed home with a smile after a really good night at the X-Biz Awards.


VIDEO from the SHOW … WATCH!!!!

SLIVAN #79 – 2011 AVN AWARDS Red Carpet – Part 1 of 3

SLIVAN #79 – 2011 AVN AWARDS Red Carpet – Part 1 of 3

My 2011 AVN Awards Red Carpet experience was awesome. And I wanted to share it with all of you who support this VLOG and who approached me at the Convention with your praises. Thank you! This Part #1 of this fun 3 part series is about how I spent my pre-show time putting in my shoe laces, doing my weird looking hair and the journey with a bunch of porn chicas.

AVN 2011 – Day #1 – the trip up

AVN 2011 – Day #1 – the trip up

Leading up to the AEE Convention my schedule became brutal. From trying to get final edits for PUBA to gathering supplies for Vegas to making sure the “Ivan” props and moniker outfits were in place. The plan for Vegas was extensive but here were our major points of the trip: meetings with various business outlets for PUBA and myself, I needed to round up my connections for work and PR … spread the PUBA word … recruit for PUBA family … meet the fans … Award Show craziness … AND most importantly making sure our PUBA girls were taken care of.

Tuesday before the trip I was out editing my Award Show bling monitor reel as well as creating new gear to wear.

By midnight my wardrobe and equipment was all laid out on my couches. I was up at around 5:30am to clean the important parts of the house before our trip.  My biggest concern is dying on a trip. The death part is not as scary as having a messy house upon my death. Kind of embarrassing to have your family clean your crib as you can only watch from above or in some cases from below. Plus as we all have our porn stash, these things should be put in a box labeled “throw away”. Then you tell a trusted sibling or cat, well maybe not the cat … to toss out that labeled box without searching threw it. I lived dangerously without making that type of box for my brother to toss.

I was on my way to pickup Asa Akira, London Keyes and Kory by 1pm.  The goal was to make it to Vegas by 7pm with a quick stop off at Area 51 Alien Jerky.  This is my yearly passion of love and lust. I love Aliens and I lust for Jerky OR maybe I lust for Aliens? Just dem hot Aliens from that beer commercial.

Hopefully my friends weren’t going to be disappointed in their Jerky experience was all that crossed my mind on the trip up.  The trip was filled with some various DJing from every person in the truck. THEN we entered Baker … and there it was! On the dark streets of Baker was a lit up UFO with a waving Alien Cowboy on it’s top. We parked and ran inside, giddy for Jerky. I already have all the wonderful souvenirs the place had to offer. Shirts, mugs, Area 51 dirt, Alien skulls … you name it! I have it! So I just got some pistachios and “Abducted Cow Jerky” Between my three friends they grabbed 10 bags of deliciously smelling and tasting jerky. We sat in the car like a pack of wolves ripping at the carcass we just dragged into our cave. Asa yells out, “oh my god, I’m done with my bag.” And London reminds her that we have more dried meat here. So back to shredding we went.

Once we all entered the Jerky coma, we headed back on the road.

After a two mile hike through The Venetian with our bags, we arrived in our room at The Palazzo. Asa and London had a dinner thing so Kory and I headed for the Cirlcle Bar. I decided to wear my warm beanie, not for it’s practicality but for it’s weird but interesting look. Wrong move. Kory started feeding me drinks. After three my head was on fire and after the fourth I needed some time off from my feet. I sat around meeting new people and socializing with the ADT ( regulars. This is the best part of the Convention. Seeing old friends like a yearly family reunion.

I spent a lot of time with my friend Nicole Ray. Besides her cuteness, she is a very well put together person. We reminisced about the old times. The new times and our futures. Then she went and won a bunch of money on the slots.

At around 2am London joined us and we headed for Denny’s outside the Venetian. Tipsy London had her boobs out as she ran up and down the top floor of the Hotel. The river, the gondolas, the boobs and the London’s verbal jabs with me as I tried to get her to hide her mammaries.

By 3am we were outside the Hotel at 40 degrees, realizing this was a bad move … we headed to our room at the Palazzo. By 3:30am it was bed time. I have been up for around 22 hours and with the trip not really started yet.

DAY #2 … The Convention floor and old friends

SLIVAN #11-15 … girls, parties and shoots

SLIVAN #11 – Hypedough shoot & my poor hair

Today I spent the day on Hype Dough production with Ricky D, Kayden 420, Jasper Trash and Sunny Daze. We then spotted a Rick James look-a-like on the 101 freeway. But at night I had hair coloring drama!

SLIVAN #12 – dying hair, animals, wii & london keyes

Here I try to re-dye my hair, I introduce Pringles to the blog. Zoey takes care of sick Ivan. Playing Wii with Kory and London Keyes. Then London keys makes a mess at 7-Eleven

SLIVAN #13 – PUBA Party in San Diego

Here is some Behind the Scenes from the Puba Party at Club Decos in San Diego with Shyla Stylez, Asa Akira, London Keyes, Natasha Nice, Jayden Jaymes, Phoenix Marie, Bridgette B, Charley Chase

SLIVAN #14 – on set with Bridgette B and Kayla Paige

On a Tom Byron Pictures set for my next movie with Bridgette B, Kayla Paige and Tom Byron

SLIVAN #15 – topless Baseball trivia & Angelina Valentine

Rog T. Pipe invited Aurora Snow, Natasha Nice and myself to a baseball game. He did a topless baseball trivia with the girls.  Then at the game Playboy Radio’s Christy Canyon hits on me on the radio show. Then I shot Angelina Valentine for my next movie “Double D Doctors” for Tom Byron Pictures

SLIVAN #6-10 – snow, saving lives and Big Bear Lake

SLIVAN #6 – Dishwasher Accident, Vagira ring & I SAVE LIVES!!!

The Porn Scout gets a disguise! Dishwasher accident! A VIAGRA ring? Who’s more ANNOYING contest! Ivan wins one but loses another one. Ivan saves a life on an entire FAMILY … of ducks.

SLIVAN #7 – Annoying my friend & being pulled over for DUI??

Check out the COOOOL store with little worlds.  A little update on the walking hottie. I annoy my homie some more until he turns gay on me! And day concludes with me being pulled over for a DUI?!?!?

SLIVAN #8 – Bears Hugging it out

Last day at Big Bear Lake

SLIVAN #9 – Ivan frolics in the Snow

Our final drive back from Big Bear as I frolic in the snow and discover a old heirloom!  Which followed by finger frostbite creating numbness 7 hours later

SLIVAN #10 – in the Car Wash and on set with Jennifer White

Spent a few minutes in the car wash then off to set for my new movie Lady Mechanics for Tom Byron Pictures with Jennifer White and Tommy Gunn