There is perhaps no communal lesbian experience as universal as singing along at an Indigo Girls concert. The Girls were playing a two-night stint at The Fillmore and I was lucky enough to go see them the first night. As expected, they were glorious. And, of course, the encore was “Closer to Fine.” For an added splash of gay, as if we needed any, they were joined by the San Francisco Gay Men’s Chorus for the number. Here is just a little taste. Go ahead, I know you know the words. Happy weekend and thanks, y’all.
p.s. I remain similarly convinced that it is a universal fact that there are only two kinds of gay gals. Those who love "Chickenman" and sing along full-throated or those who loathe it and fast forward whenever it pops up on their playlists. There is no middle ground.
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I got to see them live last August at the Indiana State Fair. They were Wonderful!! Another thing checked off my "List of things to do before I die".
Chickenman - yes!! Definitely on that team. :)
I've got Live at the Fillmore, Denver DVD from 1999 -- I swear and declare, the Girls haven't changed, not in appearance anyhow.
And I like "Chickenman" I know all the words and I always sing along, but for me the belt-it-out Indigo Girls song will always be "Land of Canaan." We have a radio station that has a retro hour every day, and the local supermarket blasts that station, and I wasn't the only one singing along to "Land of Canaan" a couple of weeks ago. I have major performance anxiety, and yet I still sang out loud in a crowded produce section. Nuff said.
Definitely Loathe Chickenman - you are very correct.
Chickenman, Chickenman, Chicken...crap, now I'm gonna be singing it for days.
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