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Congrats to Paris Hilton on her ugly!
Go out on a Friday night. (Image from giantmicrobes.com.)
The following hypothesis was recently presented to me:
All songs that have the word "freak" in them are actually speaking in code for anal sex.
This theory was immediately dismissed as the thoughts of someone who is getting either too much or too little of said sex. Songs featuring the word have been with me my entire life. Freak was merely synonymous with wild or uninhibited. If, as Rick James claimed "she's a ve-ry freaky girl, the kind you don't take home to mo-ther" then she is simply beyond mother's ability or patience to understand your spending time with her as she is a super-freak, super-freak, she's super-freaky.
But the idea stuck with me. Could Missy Elliot be encouraging us to get our anal sex on? Could le anal sex be tres chic? Further investigation was necessary. Reference materials tended to agree that the term was originally meant as something mutated or changed beyond the normal. Eventually as body modifications became more common within the culture freak left it's scientific origin and entered the realm of the freak show. The original 'freak scene' in music indeed had to do with oddity or strangeness. As language continues to evolve, could 'freak' indeed now refer to anal sex?
Further study would require study with the assumption that the original hypothesis is correct and examination of lyrics from more than one genre. If the theory could be disproved upon study then the hypothesis could be dismissed as false. Otherwise the hypothesis could stand, although not proven as fact. The first set of lyrics does seem to point in a certain direction:
Song: Le Freak
Artist: Chic
Lyric:
Young and old are doing it, I'm told
Just one try, and you too will be sold
It's called Le Freak!
They're doing it night and day
Allow us, we'll show you the way
Conclusion: Not only does Chic enjoy anal sex, they encourage it among others.
After the jump, further examination proves to me, and you as well, that the term freak does indeed refer to the booty bounce, the hershey hump, the pooh pound - anal sex - as illustrated by such diverse acts as Jodeci, Anastacia, Avril Lavigne, and Korn.
Warning: CONTEST to win your own copy after the jump
Put down the glowsticks, Union Street is not your drag-mother's Erasure.
As a young closeted Hoosier, Erasure was something that called out to me, telling me of a world beyond my own. Andy Bell and Vince Clarke created melodies that were siren songs to my gay youth. With Union Street, strangely, they beckon me back to my youth of acoustic bluegrass and country music (not the muscle-y Shania Twain on cocaine country of today, but the roots of that music).
Where the typical MTV-style "Unplugged" album would take the "Best Of" hits and replug them with a full orchestration, Union Street is more ambitious taking more obscure tracks and featuring mostly the chior-boy vocals of Andy Bell. By de-hyping and de-electrifying the tracks the synergy shared in the melancholy of electronica and country is explored nicely.
After the jump, listen to a track, read the full track listing, and enter the CONTEST for a free copy of Union Street.
I've Got a Secret has made no secret that it is just another television show that just happens to have an all-gay panel, including the always entertaining Frank DeCaro. Preview and showtimes here.
Proving that she has very bad parents, Montana has been put into unnatural competition. Using the same technology seen at such classics as HotOrNot and Rate-a-Rod a pictue of Montana was recently added to PuppyWar and although she is not beating everyone there, she could be doing worse.
(Actually her success rate has not been up to expectations. She is the cutest member of the family really and it's all a bit disparaging. Also disparaging is that there are other dogs named Montana. Four of them on PuppyWar alone? And all blondes? Maybe the others were named after the state or that red-head on RealWorld Boston, but only ours was named after the Michele Pfeiffer character in Scarface. Only. Ours.)
Barbra Streisand turns 64 today and this news just totally has me numb. Not with excitement nor with wonder, just really numb. Having never understood many of the big gay female icons, over time Liza, Judy, and the others eventually revealed themselves through their body of work. Understanding the performance divas who had as much power over the older generations as say Madonna or Cyndi Lauper had to mine, has taken many viewings of their work, readings of their interviews, and reviewing of their work within context. Yet Barbra continues to elude me.
What knowledge that can be shared is the following:
.).And that's about it. She's just not been compelling enough for me to date.
So happy birthday Babs, you gay icon, you.
With a mind that is in constant shift, maybe attention to the advertisers has been in deficit, if not disorder.
