Secretly, Kalup Linzy wanted to totally queen out the second he spotted Criminal Minds star Shemar Moore on the red carpet at the Daytime Emmys. If the performance artist turned soap star had his druthers, he would have jumped up and down and squealed with joy.
Instead, he held back. “At that moment, I thought, Don’t get too gay, chile!” drawls Linzy, hyper-aware that E!—which was broadcasting live—could catch him in the background drooling over the hunky actor better known for his role on The Young and the Restless. “I had to take it down a notch. I thought I was going to have an anxiety attack.”
Linzy should have worked it. As the night wore on, he saw how the broadcast is produced for the audience at home rather than those attending in person. “Everyone knows each other,” he marvels. Realizing that suddenly made the vast daytime TV universe, which the rural Florida native had grown up watching religiously, come down in size.
“I was like, Oh, this is the art world. These worlds are so small,” he explains. “But when they get amplified in the media, they get really blown up. I should have just taken all the fucking pictures I wanted to take.”
But he’ll be back. Those tiny spheres of art and soap operas, different as they are from each other, have at least one thing in common: They’ve taken a shine to Kalup Linzy (his first name is pronounced KAY-lip). The art school–trained performance artist got his start making underground videos inspired by his passion for soaps, a love of the works of Andy Warhol and John Waters, and a burning desire to explore theories of race, class, gender, and sexuality. “A star is born,” declared The New York Times in 2005.
His breakthrough piece was All My Churen, a semi-autobiographical series of videos that send up soaps and Southern black culture, in which he played all the roles, including women named LaQuavia and Labisha. Linzy’s conceptual bent caught the eye of James Franco, the only young Hollywood A-lister to boldly toy with sexual identity as well as the bounds of art and commerce. Franco’s stardom, his connections, and his own offbeat performance art persona — the aptly named Franco — helped catapult Linzy from gallery darling to General Hospital guest star, playing his alter ego, Kalup Ishmael. In one of his episodes, Ishmael sang “Route 66” onstage at a nightclub to an audience of Port Charles’s youngest and hottest, which left the television outsider starstruck and unnerved.
“I blanked out a couple times, and you don’t get that many takes,” he says. “A lot of [the actors] have been on other soap operas, so I was like, This is insane.”
“I knew she wanted me to go to college,” he says. It also proved to him that she cared.
Once Linzy was away at school, becoming a performance artist was a natural evolution. He would lip-synch Erykah Badu songs for his friends at parties, often with a towel on his head. His audience said he reminded them of RuPaul, and they complimented his legs. “I wasn’t paying that much attention to my legs until they said [that],” he says. “They planted some of those seeds. My career was not so much by accident but by interest and response.”
Which is pretty much how it has progressed. The performance artist met Franco when the actor and perpetual grad student crashed a Linzy speech at Columbia University. “I was giving a talk there about soap operas,” Linzy says, switching into a grande dame voice, “about my undying love of soap operas!” Franco was about to do General Hospital, and he pitched Linzy to the producers.
Not everyone gets Linzy’s work. “My family liked All My Churen,” he says, “but the more perverse I got, the less they like it in the art way”—that is, with the depth of interpretation that someone schooled in art might bring to it. “I don’t always know if mainstream gays appreciate the work. If I feel like people don’t relate, I don’t force them to. I just don’t share it.”
But the General Hospital writers understood Linzy’s strange appeal, though “they knew that only so much of it could work on TV,” he says, laughing.
Not only was it a glam experience (“I had my own dressing room!” Linzy says), it brought his oeuvre to a level that would have impressed his father, who passed away without seeing any of Linzy’s work.
“He was older; he didn’t have a computer,” Linzy says. “All he knew was that I played the piano in church and I grew up singing on his porch.”
Linzy and his grandmother were longtime CBS soap watchers, but he was informed about the goings-on in Port Charles because his father was a lifelong General Hospital fan.
“Men watched soap operas because women did, whenever they were home,” Linzy says.
Landing on that soap was therefore particularly meaningful, Linzy says: “I thought he must have been looking out.” And the Daytime Emmys were the capper because this year’s ceremony, in Las Vegas, took place on Father’s Day.
“I kind of kept missing him…” Linzy says. “I was like, I’m going to the Daytime Emmys. I wish I could just go see my father, but I’ll just go be starstruck.”