Friday, April 29, 2016

My Weekend Crush

Some days, I don’t feel like analyzing pop culture. I don’t feel like raging against injustice. I don’t even feel like looking at ladies in tank tops. (OK, that’s a lie; I always like looking at ladies in tank tops.) But, in all honesty, some days I just want to watch cute animals sing Pixie songs. After ten years of doing this, sometimes you just have to go with your gut. Enjoy. Happy weekend, all.

Thursday, April 28, 2016

Charge It

By now I’m sure you’ve already heard Trump *gagging sound* (sorry, that’s just my involuntary response to each time I hear his name) saying Hillary Clinton is playing the fabled Woman Card. Excuse me while I go scream into the inky void forever. Naturally, we woman folk and our lady brains did not take kindly to these remarks. Not only do they fly in the face of political facts (like, uh, Hillary Clinton is a past Secretary of State and U.S. Senator so she clearly has more qualifications to offer the presidency than her ladyparts), but also half of the humanity’s universal reality.

Look, I’m as terrified and disgusted by the thought of a Trump *gagging sound* presidency as everyone else. But I have to believe also that a man who so blithely insults 51 percent of the world’s population could never, ever be leader of the free world.


Wednesday, April 27, 2016

If They Were Your Boyfriend

If I admit I still have a hard time telling Tegan from Sara sometimes, will you take away my Lesbian Card? Look, it’s harder when they cover up their tattoos, OK? Damn, now I’ve ruined my Lesbo Street Cred forever. Good news though, my face blindness when it comes to Canada’s most musically awesome twins has done nothing to make their content less totally gay. To wit, please witness their most recent song “Boyfriend.” Yes, following up a song all about lesbian sex (hello, come a little “Closer”) with one about your on the down-low girlfriend who treats you like her “Boyfriend” definitely counts as totally gay. And I am totally OK with that.

p.s. Clea DuVall directed the video, who I have no problem recognizing - ever. So, um, can I get at least part of my Lesbian Card back?

Tuesday, April 26, 2016

Ten

Yesterday I took one of the very few weekday vacations days from blogging I’ve taken since I started writing Dorothy Surrenders. Why, you might ask, did I afford myself this tiny luxury? Well because Sunday marked my 10th anniversary, or blogiversary if you will. What started as a whim has become a decade of my life. Holy and shit.

What has kept me going, all these past 10 years, is sharing my love – and sometimes otherwise – of this culture we call pop with you. Being able to write down the things I would otherwise only yell at my television in the privacy of my living room, and connecting with other folks yelling the same things in their living rooms, has been one of the most rewarding experiences of my life.

It’s a reminder that we have so much more in common than what separates us – especially for us gay ladies. So I want to sincerely thank you, as always, for coming here every day to read the sometimes serious, often silly things that float thing my head. It has meant more to me than I can possibly say.

So in celebration of this ridiculous milestone, I will reshare this video that I made some five years ago. Yes, back when I thought five years was a long time to be writing a blog. Thank you, kittens. Thank you for 10 amazing years.

p.s. As a reminder, you can also follow me on Twitter (@dorothysnarker), Tumblr (dorothy-snarker) and Instagram (mssnarker).
p.p.s. Thanks for letting me know how long you have been reading, and where you are from. I love finding out more about you, kittens.

Friday, April 22, 2016

My Weekend Purple Crush

For whatever reason, I never truly entertained the idea that Prince could die. He always seemed so immortal. Death seemed too pedestrian for such a mad genius. I’ve written about the permission to be weird Prince gave to me, as a queer girl growing up, and all us other glorious weirdos over at Women & Hollywood today. So now, I’d like to just revel in the talent. Since it’s hard to find Prince’s music – particularly videos - online on purpose, I’m posting some of my favorite (not to mention some of the gayest) covers of his music here.

Brandi Carlile, “Nothing Compares 2 U”

While practically nothing compares to Sinead O’Connor’s original version of this, Brandi gives it a beautiful go.

Tegan and Sara, “When You Were Mine”

Lots of people, including T&S, forget this song was written by Prince and covered by Cyndi.

The Bangles, “Manic Monday”

Not a cover, since they recorded it originally, but another reminder of the wonderful songs Prince wrote – particularly for female artists.

Cast of “The Color Purple,” “Purple Rain”

Last night Jennifer Hudson et al from the Broadway show performed this tribute. Lovely.

And, finally, not a cover. Just Prince singing his own song, stripped down to its beautiful bones, two months ago.

Thursday, April 21, 2016

No Shame

Lena Headey, continual bringer of delight despite her portrayal of one of the most despicable characters in television canon, is back at it. She appeared on “The Late Late Show with James Corden” to recount a particularly personal fan encounter. I won’t ruin it for you. Please, proceed with joy.

Wednesday, April 20, 2016

Show Me the Tubmans

Sometimes, sometimes, if you wait long enough, something good happens. Today was one of those sometimes. Today the Treasury Secretary announced that African-American abolitionist and all-around American hero Harriet Tubman would supplant President Andrew Jackson on the front of the $20 bill. Yes, please, let us relish the delicious irony of a former slave replacing a former slaveholder as the face of American money. (But, don’t get too excited, because Jackson will remain on the back of the $20 – cue sad trombone sound.)

It was previously announced that the Treasury Secretary wanted to replace founding father Alexander Hamilton on the $10 bill with the image of an undetermined female civil rights leader. But then he wisely changed their mind, which is a good thing for Hamilton fans and non-fans of Jackson (particularly the latter’s campaign of genocide against the Native Americans).

Harriet Tubman is as righteous as they come. Born into slavery she escaped, became an abolitionist and worked as a spy for the Union Army. She will become the first African-American person, not to mention first black women, to appear on U.S. currency, period.
I for one cannot wait to start asking for my change in “Tubmans.”

In honor of this momentous occasion, please enjoy the Harriet Tubman edition of “Drunk History.” Harriet Tubman is coming with her army full of bad bitches to snatch your bills, Jackson.

Tuesday, April 19, 2016

Back to Black

So how about that “Orphan Black” season opener? Starting off with a flashback? Showing us more about Beth? Introducing a new clone named MK? Not a Castor clone in sight. Yes, yes, and yaaaaaaaas. Of course, the problem with showing us more about Beth is now we want more of Beth. But alas, we all know how that ends.

Last season of “Orphan Black” was, well, convoluted. And adding the Castor Clones diluted what has always been best about the series – Tatiana Maslany in all her many incarnations. I hope this season premiere signals a return to form for the show. And I hope against all possible hope that we can also see a return to Delphine. Yes, I know – those bullet holes looked pretty convincing. But a gal can dream. Come back, Evelyne Brochu. Come back.


Monday, April 18, 2016

Let Them Eat Cake

Well, when you put it this way all these new “Religious Freedom” bills seem pretty damn silly, don’t they? Life, liberty and the pursuit of denying basic goods and services to LGBT people. That’s how the constitution goes, right? While it’s all fun to joke and scoff at the ridiculousness of these so-called religious liberty laws and so-called bathroom safety laws, it’s also important to never forget that these are really the arguments being made by some. That LGBT people are still being used as scapegoats to scare people. That bigotry is being masked as religion. I mean, who do they think they’re kidding? We all know God is a boob woman.

Friday, April 15, 2016

My Weekend Crush

You guys, YOU GUYS. Sorry, I don’t mean to yell. But after too many shows made us slog through disappointing seasons, I’m all in for a fun new show that shoots from the hip. And that show, my friends, is “Wynonna Earp.” Now, we already knew its bona fides were legit. The new Syfy series was created by none other than Emily Andras, the former executive producer and showrunner of “Lost Girl.” And, kittens, you all know how I feel about “Lost Girl” (*heart eyes forever*). It’s also based on a graphic novel by the same name and revolves around a proverbial Strong Female Lead. But knowing something might be good and realizing it in fact is are two different things.

The pilot was, well, a pilot. It was a little uneven and went for the dump you into action instead of explain too much route of storytelling. But then the second episode, goodness, did the show find its feet – or boots. I don’t know how far I should push the cowboy metaphors. To nutshell the show for you it’s about the eldest heir to legendary lawman Wyatt Earp who inherits his gun which has the ability to kill demons. Oh, and it also has a charismatic world-weary female lead, spunky smart sister sidekick, punchy one-liners and a big-ass pistol. What’s not to like?

But, because it’s Emily and because she loves being good to us ladies who like ladies, the show also features some hot – or should I say Haught – potential ladies who like ladies action. In its second episode the show introduced Officer Haught. YES HER NAME IS HAUGHT. Sorry, I’m yelling again. But, indeed, the sheriff deputy is a) hot and b) very interested in Wynonna’s sister, Waverly – and vice versa. And no, this isn’t some thinly veiled subtext. But don’t take my word for it. See all the unabashed lady-on-lady flirting for yourself.



Obviously, there’s already a perfect shipper name for these two. It’s WayHaught, naturally. Look, any show that can get both an impromptu wet T-shirt contest and woman in a uniform so seamlessly into the same scene deserves your respect, and your viewership. It airs tonight on Syfy. Happy watching and weekend, all.