Archive for the ‘Love’ category
Thank you, and good night
It was September 10, 2001 and this guy Bill who I found aloof and brittle but who served as a makeshift friend during a pretty lousy year asked if I wanted to go see Laurie Anderson the next evening. As you may have heard, some shit went down the next morning, and we both decided [...]
Perry v. Brown (abridged version)
I know that it’s a long post, but 9th Circuit judge, Stephen Reinhardt’s opinion — which upholds the lower court’s finding that Proposition 8 is unconstitutional — is such a beautifully written document. Give it a read and tell me that you don’t feel like the giant ship of history isn’t starting to turn in [...]
What did perversity look like?
This weekend it snowed and I decided to stay inside and cook and watch old movies on Netflix. It’s become difficult for me to watch anything made since the late 60′s or so; I’m going through a grumpy old lady phase. What strikes me is how incredibly perverted the films of the 50′s and early [...]
Pretty Saro
Sometimes a song is more than a song. Sometimes you hear a song for the first time when your heart is breaking. When you are left and lost and sure no one has ever felt this alone. Then you hear this song and it is everything you feel sung exactly how you feel it. It is [...]
Thursday playlist: Loose associations
Last time grandpa fawcett posted here, it was a bunch of gripes. This time it’s a jumble of thoughts and enthusiasms, the ramblings of early dementia: 1.) This song “A Real Hero” by College (feat. Electric Youth) is from the movie Drive. I could not stop playing this song every day, ten times a day, [...]
Love is in the Mix
Here’s a mix I made for the cocktail hour before a friend’s wedding a few years ago. 1. There is No Greater Love – Dinah Washington 2. Isn’t it Romantic? – Chet Baker 3. My Funny Valentine – Miles Davis Quintet 4. Pretty-Eyed Baby – Roy Eldridge & Dizzy Gillespie 5. Come Rain or Come [...]
Unexpected love
Grad school, they tell you, is the wire mesh mother. At best, they say, it’s the wire mesh mother. In Harry Harlow‘s experiments on baby rhesus monkeys, you recall, that was the one that never promised love. The little baby monkeys preferred the cloth mother doll, even if she was cold, or offered no food. [...]
What is it you want?
After the ball was over, after the break of morn, after the dancers’ leaving, after the stars were gone…it was about forty eight hours before I read my first piece of Internet verbiage about how the goal of marriage is an assimilationist one and how saddened the writer was to have her queerness coöpted. And [...]
I LOVE N.Y.
Congratulations to New York for your civil rights victory! Who’d have thought that the legislative process could be so Lovely? Isn’t it wonderful when chants of “U.S.A!” erupt for something other than sporting events or a bombing campaigns?
