“Soft butches everywhere? I don’t know what your heaven looks like, but this is mine.”
I will not celebrate a country in which 11 of the 14 trans people of color murdered this year have been black women. I will not celebrate a country currently run by fascists and white supremacists. I will not eat your bland potato salad. I will not celebrate a country that does not celebrate me.
A playlist because I don’t know, I just like fruit. For each fruit, I picked up to 3 song(s) fitting some criteria, and here we are.
In honor of MM, I’ve put together this playlist for you. And lemme tell ya, it was exciting — so exciting that I had to close the blinds and burn some incense and imagine Sadé serenading a clone of Sadé in a bathtub filled with rose petals and surrounded by 100 tea lights.
Between the kind of policy making that’s forcing a societal hand to double down on a literal time bomb, this is liable to be the playlist of the summer!
Black queer musicians today are some of our strongest advocates, and they’re leading the revolution with singing and dancing.
This is my favorite era because the variety we hear during this time period is something like never before. Finally, queer black folks get to individually express their identities and aesthetics!
It was hard enough to be black during this time, let alone black and queer, but these musicians did it and they made awesome music!
I’ve made a girl group playlist and intend to listen to it on loop at full capacity after filling Riese’s entire living room with sand, what are you doing?
Every song on this playlist is a little push forward for you, reminding you that you are perfect just as you are. Now go out there and live loud just like a musical theatre enthusiast should!
“In the twisting lunge, think about the line of pain this stretch brings out of your hip and low spine. Think about the fact that this is a very specific place in your body. Donald Trump might never stretch this part of his body. So how would he get the strength that this particular part of his musculature has to offer?”
Sometimes everything falls apart. Sometimes shit hits the fan. Sometimes the only thing that makes sense is doing something that never really does.
You already know what this is gonna be, don’t you?
I realized something inside of me had forever changed the first time I was smoking with the windows down and the music loud in my car and thought to myself “Huh, I could imagine myself doing SoulCycle to this song.”
Play these songs with the windows down today and drive past a white man’s house. Join the movement.
Maintaining your #BlackGirlMagic can be a struggle, but these tracks will help you maintain your daily practice.
This playlist accompanies all of the feelings I have being queer in suburbia: gay, lonely, bored, and confused by my neighbors’ dedications to their lawns.
There’s no better distraction than music to keep your heart and hands from sending a message you might regret.
This one’s for all whose hearts are still on the mountain.
Super bummer songs: a way to externalize how shitty you feel without having to use your words!