Intro to Stef. What is Totally Gay Music. Röyksopp. SXSW. Hey guys! My name is Stef and this is “The Beat on the Street,” where I’ll be writing to you homos & homo-allies about music every week or so (except um, this week, when you’ll hear from me a LOT — but more on that […]
In good teevee news, Ellen interviewed Portia on her show and they are too cute for words. In bad teevee news, there are more interrogation tapes.
Grey Gardens is coming at your face so soon, Mexico is superqueer, and it’s Alex’s birthday.
Sarah Haskins is funny, Obama is stuck, Kentucky is hateful, and Tyra is weird and also a robot.
At last! This here’s Haviland & Riese Vlog #35 — you’ve got feelings, we’ve got answers. Sometimes we have those answers about two months after you asked them, so I hope you haven’t been standing in the bathroom with your tampon waiting this whole time.
Today we have the very first daily link fox. American Idol is supergay but the Army is not, they are kicking us out like nobody’s business.
alex, green, and carly kick off team picks, you can have a feminist wedding, and Obama is out to help women.
Let’s all be bisexual allies, it’s pregnant city for Cat Cora, and the gay ducks have ruined everything.
Talk about NOT ending with a bang. Really IFC, it’s one thing to weigh down your show’s sixth season with an endless parade of unnecessary melodramatic plot devices — a murder, a pregnant man, a stolen film, a botched adoption from homophobic out-of-towners, two out-of-the-blue love triangles — and quite another thing to, when the season ends, not even “use” these devices to infuse the series finale with aforementioned melodrama.
“Truer” wants us to look at love, gender, and beauty; Illinois might join the Marriage Equality party; and MTV’s got Pedro.
I expect to finish the 608 recap some time in the next eon. In the meantime, feast on a plethora of other people who’ve already weighed in on the suckage.
Because every single scene is so jam-packed with these nitpickable problems, technical errors, logistical disasters and blatant inconsistencies — ignoring them is maddening … and writing about them is exhausting. It’s making me crazier than Jenny could ever be … and so I must vent.
Glamour has sexy American Icons, we wonder why gay marriage is so comfy in New England, and Steven Waldman wants to strike a deal with conservatives.
Dorothy Snarker anticipates The L Word finaly, Rachel Maddow is fantastic, and the gays save Sarah Silverman.
The L Word 608 Recap will drop soon. In the meantime in between time, catch our immediate reactions in our little 15-minute podcast starring Riese, Alex and Carlytron. We have a LOT of feelings about it, obvs. Who killed Jenny? You’ll have to listen and find out.
When in doubt, dance. Dance, I say! Dance! Dance all over the stage, change your clothes, tear up the floor, waltz and tango and skip and mambo your smokin’ hot bod down to the village square, hook up with the Pied Piper of WeHo and dance your way out of regularly scheduled programming into the idea well of death.
Kathy Acker, Audre Lorde, Alison Smith, The New Fuck You, Bett Williams, JD Glass, Dorothy Allison, Alison Bechdel, Michelle Tea and Marijane Meeker. There’s more out there than Tipping the Velvet and Written on the Body. Though if you haven’t read those already then you probs should asap.
Hey lesbos and lesbo-allies! You know that show Lezberado that Showtime does online? It’s like this girl, and she talks crazy about The L Word and herself, etc. Well, the old Lezberado is on the lam for killing a mobster’s wife, throwing Jenny in the pool, poisoning Mr. Piddles and announcing at a press conference that she could fly. So they had to find someone new.
Why oh why won’t Chaikenbake give us a decent [or any] sex scene on The L Word this season? In a world where all we seen on screen is heterosexual sex, we need somewhere where are desires are not just validated but portrayed.
Episode 606 of The L Word, titled “Lactose Intolerant,” is the worst thing I’ve seen on television since Episode 604 of The L Word. Howevs; whereas 604 was calmly terrible — bumbling softly along its housework-heavy path of mediocrity — 606 was outrageously, actively, aggressively terrible.
