Showing posts with label LP. Show all posts
Showing posts with label LP. Show all posts

Monday, June 13, 2022

Music Monday: Gay Fast Walking Edition

Did Anne Lister invent Gay Fast Walking? Possibly. Probably. Pretty much you betcha, at least in my head. So, how has everyone been enjoying the second season? I’ve been saving up basically all episodes to watch in a row, because every time one ends I feel sad there isn’t another one to watch. * taps head * See, it can’t end if you take your time and procrastinate watching it. Well, enjoy the season finale tonight. Also, in the grand tradition of Pride Month Music Mondays, please also enjoy the perfectly chosen “Into the Wild” by queer artist and Friend of the Blog LP. Happy Monday, kittens.

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Tank Top Tuesday

Music makes the world go around. Wait, or is it love? Oh, damn, I think it’s actually money. Whatever, close enough. Music can lift us up. It can inspire, transform, enlighten. Heck, it can just make us feel like tapping our toes. And, if we’re really lucky, it’s sung by hotties wearing tank tops. What? Just because music is deep doesn’t mean I can’t be shallow. So with that I give you Tank Top Tuesday: Music Edition. Everyone loves a rock star.
Missy Higgins, “Steer”Did I ever tell you about how I met Missy earlier this year after one of her shows? She was very sweet and very, very pretty. Hey, don't be jealous. Actually, no, totally be jealous. [Hat tip, Ching!]
Brandi Carlile, “Turpentine”Tank, vest, tats, tour with the Indigo Girls. No further comment.
Kaki King, “Playing With Pink Noise”Magic fingers, magic fingers!
Alicia Keyes, “Superwoman”All she needs is a big red “S” on her tank top.
Northern State, “Better Already”It's a bird! It's a plane! It's awesome chicks rapping with rainbows. [Hat tip, Scribegrrrl!]
Rilo Kiley, “The Moneymaker”Yep, porn stars. You’re welcome.
Bebe, “Siempre me quedara”I have no idea what she is saying. Good thing “wet tank top” needs no translation. [Hat tip, Grinmistress!]
L.P., “Good With You/Cling To Me”It's like Shane and Slash had a curly-haired lovechild. What can I say, I'm a sucker for a gal who stops by to say “hi.” Plus, gosh, that “Wasted” song sounds awfully familiar.