“If this song sounds familiar, that’s because it and the band were on The L Word, in that episode where Shane shows up at Carmen’s work and they make out in the bathroom while a band plays on the balcony.”
We can end capitalism, and we will do it with showtunes! Because, to quote famed lesbian Elphaba, “Nobody in all of Oz, no wizard that there is or was, is EVER gonna bring me down!”
This isn’t a collection of songs about friendship, but rather an attempt to capture all my complicated and gooey friendship feelings — the biggest feeling being I REALLY MISS MY FRIENDS.
These past few weeks I’ve been drawn to music that is anti-cop, anti-establishment, and/or pro-black. These songs span genre but mostly lie somewhere between punk and hip hop. They embody either my rage or my love for the unwavering strength, resilience, and spirit of black people.
For Black queer and trans people, insisting on cultivating joy might be the most radical move of all.
There aren’t a ton of songs specifically about vague longing in the middle of a global pandemic, so consider this playlist a narrative journey of feelings.
This is like a driving playlist except it’s for driving around your house – it’s a collection of moods that one might pass through in a day (or an hour) of being alone with our thoughts at home. Do you feel like you’re on a roller coaster and can’t get off?
If you’re not living with your partner, the only person you’re having sex with right now is yourself. You deserve to practice elaborate masturbation in your life. And now’s the perfect time!
As a known homosexual, my two greatest skills are yearning and making playlists.
Some people just want a nice casual playlist for their Halloween party! So, I decided to split all of the song spooky suggestions into two playlists.
Sometimes you have to make a playlist and dedicate it to the horny tween version of yourself.
I don’t know if I’m about to get murdered or married or literally never hear from her again. And I don’t really care??
This summer I want to kiss girls. Girls sticky with lipgloss, girls purple with lipstain, girls sweet with cherry chapstick. I dream about kissing girls in my car (front or back seat). I dream about kissing them in the shade or in the sun. We are always a little bit sweaty and smelling like grass. We are always kissing to music.
I’m ready to kiss the last hours of the longest 28 days on record away with a f*cking party and a playlist full of bangers!
“I was at the mall when it happened.”
Sing along to your favorite feminist jams from your favorite Disney princesses!
Spend your Lesbian Visibility Day with some tunes by lesbians who make music and also acknowledge themselves as lesbians!
Made you another playlist! ;)
We’ve got one warm-up song to help you be the very best like no one ever was, as well as two songs of cooldown, totaling about five minutes, from everyone’s favorite queer farming simulator. And everything in between.
Join me, my purple lipstick, my long tangled hair (and, let’s be real, my fucking Bullet Journal) as we take charge and live our best lives.