Music Monday: No Husbands Needed

I have been a Raye fan since, well, since “Escapism” came out right around the time my marriage broke up and it made me feel a little better about how I was handling everything. But, seriously, I remember thinking who is that? Who indeed. The Ghanaian-Swiss British singer is a consistent scene stealer. Remember her at those stacked Grammys earlier this year? I only didn’t mention her at the time because her music is so aggressively straight. You know, like her new hit, “Where is My Husband?” But, honestly, I don’t mind the heterosexuality. Because, kind of like Sabrina, it’s all about how terrible it is to have to date men. And that part feels deeply relatable. Poor straight ladies. Anyway, Raye has what i believe they call pipes and the whole retro glam soul thing she’s got going on is immaculate. I especially love when she wraps the mic cord around her neck like an old-school lounge singer. Anyway, please enjoy this certified banger with the grateful knowledge that sapphics like us don’t have to worry about where our husbands are – ever. Happy Monday, kittens.

My Weekend Crush

Sabrina Carpenter may be short n’ sweet, but she knows an evil administration when she sees one. The most heterosexual of all the pop superstars (much to her own obvious chagrin, bless her heart) wasted no words calling out an ICE video using her music last week.

She replied to the now deleted ICE video using one of her songs:

“this video is evil and disgusting. Do not ever involve me or my music to benefit your inhumane agenda.”

Also, they were using her song “Juno” which, wtf, it’s about being so hot for someone you’ll let them get you pregnant! So they’re evil, disgusting, inhumane and also too stupid to understand song lyrics. We really are living in the most simultaneously evil and idiotic timeline in history.

Anyway, let’s have more musical superstars doing what we all should be doing right now – raging against the machine, calling out billionaires and lambasting this evil administration. Thanks, Sabrina. Happy weekend, all.

p.s. And, hell yeah, she brought drag performers and trans rights protest signs to the VMAs this year too.

Chronology of K-Stew

Do I know exactly what’s happening in this trailer for Kristen Stewart’s directorial debut “The Chronology of Water”? No, no, I do not. I know it is based on the memoir by Lidia Yuknavitch. And, there’s clearly swimming and also abuse and – wait – is that Jim Belushi? Yes, I checked, that is indeed Jim Belushi as Ken Kesey. If nothing else, I think this will be interesting. And, like I’ve said many times before, I appreciate that K-Stew has a singular artistic vision and pursues projects based on it instead of box office. Yes, of course, she already had her own blockbuster franchise, but she is so clearly never chasing another one. And good for her. Truly, very good for her.

Mother, Belle

Since we’re in a Mother-ing mood, have you heard about “Montreal, Ma Belle?” I’ve been behind in my queer cinema this year, so news of this Canadian film escaped me until just now. But now, I’m kind of obsessed. Why? Because it stars Queer Ally Extraordinaire Joan Chen as, and I quote from the movie description, “a Chinese Canadian immigrant wife and mother living in Montreal, Quebec, who embarks on a journey of self-discovery when she meets and falls in love with Camille (Charlotte Aubin), a free-spirited younger woman.”

May-December with The Joan Chen? From “Twin Peaks” to “Wild Side” to “Saving Face” and the new “The Wedding Banquet,” Joan has made queer allyship a tenet of her performances. So, hell yeah I’m excited to see her play gay again. And this scene with the glass of water? Come on, that’s some iconic Mother shit.

Free Mother Hugs

Well, wouldn’t you know it was pussy that kept me from posting this past weekend. Kidding, but kind of not… I got a new kitty, and she just got spayed. And, well, that’s how I’ve spent the last few days. Cooing over my new cat in her post-surgery onesie and bathing in the serotonin of absurd cuteness. So, please forgive me. Will posting photos of Gillian Anderson and Lena Headey together in what can only be called The Ultimate Mother Hug make up for it? Has anyone started watching “The Abandons” yet? As you know, I’ve been busy. So, let me know. Now, gotta go tend to that pussy.

Gender Fuck Thursday: Aunt Gladys Edition

While I haven’t seen “Weapons” (because I’m a horror weenie), I have seen Aunt Gladys – especially around Halloween when I saw so many incarnations of her on adult women, and men, in person. Still I was a little shocked to read that the character was played by Amy Madigan. That is what I call disappearing into a character. From “Field of Dreams” to “Uncle Buck” and “Female Perversions," she has put in the work over the years. Now, the 75-year-old consummate working actress has more than earned her hit.

And she credits the LGBTQ+ community with some of Aunt Gladys’s success. She told The Hollywood Reporter:

“As you very well know, the gay community has really taken to Gladys. That’s really great — especially in this framework of the demonization of anybody other than a cis person — for the trans community. I think they really appreciate Gladys’ drag and makeup and how confident she is. So that’s a really nice cherry on top of all this.”

And she looks amazing in a suit to boot. Yeah, it’s good when good things happen good people. Remember that?

Mother's Here

Well, well, well. Now if this isn’t something, at long last last, to live to the spring for. Did that sound dark? Just you wait, you’ll feel a whole different kind of dark once you watch this. The trailer for “Mother Mary,” the Anne Hathaway/Michaela Coel “psychosexual pop thriller” about a pop star and her estranged former fashion designer lover, is finally here. And when I say finally, I mean a more than two and a half year wait. I have to say, I was surprised and mostly in a good way. No, I wasn’t expecting the glimpses of supernatural darkness and body gore, if that indeed is what we are seeing here. But I love the over-the-top “epic pop melodrama” operaticness of these clips. And the chemistry between Anne and Michaela, well, it’s good. I’d like to see a little more good chemistry between their lips. But, you know, I guess they have to save some stuff for the movie. My only worry, well, as the trailer says – I don’t know if they’re both gonna make it. But, goodness, will I be rooting for them.

Tank Top Tuesday: Legends Only

Well, I came back a little under the weather. So please accept vintage Helen Slater from “The Legend of Billie Jean” as my mea culpa for not posting earlier on this most sacred of Tank Top Tuesdays. Or, as I like to call her, the haircut, bodysuit and fingerless gloves that launched a million lesbians.

Music Monday: More River

Welcome to December. We’ve almost made it out of 2025. Just three more years, eh? I wish I had many things this Christmas season – a non-racist, misogynistic, corrupt, felonious, rapist and all-around evil president would be one thing. And also the full-length version of Sarah McLachlan and Kelly Clarkson singing “River” would be another. Look, I didn’t say all the wishes were equal in priority. But, you know, while we’re wishing. Happy Monday, kittens.

Vacation Vixen: Suranne Jones

It’s truly a pity she isn’t queer because look how great she looks in this suit. My argument stands. Happy weekend, kittens.

Vacation Vixen: Gillian Anderson

Things I am thankful for: Gillian Anderson in this shirt and tie. Knowing Gillian Anderson has an inner wrist tattoo. Gillian Anderson, full stop.

Vacation Vixen: Ayo Edebiri

I say you pick your craziest outfit, put it on with pride, and sit across from your most MAGA relative and ask them about grocery prices all Thanksgiving dinner. Maybe add a trans pin and Zohran Mamdani sticker to your ensemble for funsies. If we can’t have peace, no one can.

Vacation Vixen: Kristen Stewart

So I’m having a Friendsgiving and going out of town. But as always I will leave you vixens to be thankful for. Because I would never leave you high and dry on a Tuesday, kittens. I promise. K-Stew clearly knows the rules about sports bras counting as tank tops.

Music Monday: Andrea & Meg Edition

I will have more, a lot more, to say about the utterly lovely “Come See Me In the Good Light,” the documentary about poet Andrea Gibson’s life with their wife Megan Falley and incurable cancer. And the movie’s theme, “Salt Then Sour Then Sweet,” from Sara Bareilles and Brandi Carlile will burrow into your heart like any good poem does. And there’s a good reason for it, because it’s an unfinished love poem from Andrea to their wife. But the lyrics we see flashing over the screen, that’s Meg’s handwriting. Love truly is the reason for it all, isn’t it? Happy Monday, kittens.