The Strong n’ Sexay Lucille Bogan: A Spine Made of Whalebone & a Cock* Made of Brass

What True Sex Positivity and Sexual Freedom looks like!

DISCLAIMER & TRIGGER WARNING:  “Don’t listen to these songs if you have an aversion to dick, cock, pussy, fuckin’ or shit…… or a sexy fat woman that is intimately acquainted with all 5. Thank you”. (SS)

Lyrics:

I got a man I love
I got a man I like
Every time I fuck the mens I give em the doggone claps
Oh Baby
Gives em the doggone claps

But that’s the kinda pussy that they really like

I told em I got a good cock
and it’s got four damn good names
rough top
rough cock
tough cock
cock without a bone
you can fuck my cock
suck my cock 
or leave my cock alone

Ohhh Baby
Honey if its all night long
You can fuck my cock or suck my cock Baby
until the cows come home

You know both a my mens
they are tight like that
they got a great big dick just like a baseball bat
oooooh, fuck me, 
do it to me all night long

I want you to do it to me Baby
do me til the cows come home

They know a bitch from Baltimore
I got hairs on my cock that will sweep the floor
I gotta funk on them hairs that will shut the door
and I look over your hands saying I’m a bitch from Baltimore

Ohhh talkin bout a bitch from Baltimore
and I got hairs on my cock
sweep anybody’s floor

I gotta big fat belly
I gotta big broad ass
and I can fuck any man
with real good class
talking ’bout fuckin
talking ’bout grindin baby all night long

and I can do it to ya hunny, do it til the cows come home

if you suck my pussy 
baby I’ll suck your dick
I’ll do it ya honey till I make you shit
ohhh baby
honey do it all night long
do it to me papa,
[Do] me til tomorrow comes.

A more lesbian-themed ditty called BD [Bull Dyke] Womens Blues by Lucille who may have been bisexual, or a lesbian who didn’t have to explain or apologize for likin’ the dick from time to time:

Lyrics:

Comin’ a time, B.D. women, they ain’t gonna need no men
Comin’ a time, B.D. women, they ain’t gonna needs no men
Oh, the way they treat us is a low down and dirty thing

B.D. women you sure can’t understand
B.D. women you sure can’t understand
They got a head like a sweet angel and they walk just like a natural man

B.D. women, they all done learned their thing
B.D. women, they all done learned their thing
They can lay their jive just like a natural man

B.D. women, B.D. women, you know they sure is rough
B.D. women, B.D. women, you know they sure is rough
They all drink up many whiskey and they sure will strut their stuff
B.D. women, you know they work and make their dough
B.D. women, you know they work and make their dough
And when they get ready to spend it, they know the place where to go.

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A bit about Lucille:

Born in 1897, Lucille Bogan first began recording in 1923, singing vaudeville songs. By the 1930s she had established herself as a blues singer and her oeuvre was slanted decidedly toward the raunchy. In songs like “Sloppy Drunk Blues”, “Tricks Ain’t Walkin’ No More”, and “B.D. Woman’s Blues” (the B.D. stands for bull dyke) she focused on themes like gambling, drinking, lesbianism, and prostitution; themes that featured prominently in the juke joints she had worked in early in her career. (source)  [She was] among the first to be recorded. She also recorded under the pseudonym Bessie Jackson. The music critic and sexologist Ernest Borneman stated that Bogan, along with Ma Rainey and Bessie Smith, was in “the big three of the blues” (wiki).

* My cock is made of brass.  She’s not got her words confused, as some have suggested.  Nor is it a lesbian thing [oh really?].  To her, what she had between her legs was a ‘cock’ – as it was for other southern [U.S.] women of her age, color and linguistic directness. [..] The female cock was a southern U.S. thing. It was the most common slang word for the vagina for a very long time. As late as the 1960s, in the southern states, ‘a piece of cock’ was a woman. (source).

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In closing, here’s a great sex education video called Jam that talks about what healthy sex looks & feels like, minus the pro-prostitution piece, which is commodified sex and which goes against the video’s message of commodifying sex being unhealthy.  Other than that, a very cool, educational and refreshing vid:

As my fierce n’ fab feminist sister Petra Cerise Bocourt-Rosario states about this vid:

It’s so true, screw planning sex as a chore, rigid must-work expectations brought from previous relationships, porn or “my friends do that so should I”. I’d put more emphasis on creativity or tuning-in than on talent though. I like what she says about consent and desire a little bit after the middle of the video and kicking out the concept of sex as a mindless exchange or commodity, but then she kinda kills it with embracing prostitution… Also the part about judgement can be interpreted in multiple ways including the sex poz bullshit as do not dare to criticize anything sex related, which partially negates the consent and desire and anti-commodity (common for many sex therapists saying shit like out of 10 sexual encounters 4 will suck, 4 will be ok and 2 will be awesome) points. All in all a very refreshing vid focusing on finding the missing substance, energy/emotion/experience flow and giving importance to the whole process.

And on the topic of healthy sex in general, Petra explains:

I dislike the term “waiting for sex”, because it sounds like after the waiting period over it’s mandatory. I prefer separate session decisions that ought to be respected no matter if the reason is “too soon in the relationship”, “feeling anxious tonight” or anything else. It’s fucked up when compromise means compromising ourselves deep down where it matters the most.  Not talking about using Deepthroat as an example of sex positivity… True sex positivity comes from talking about sex and related with honesty, acceptance and respect and keeping that in mind when theory leads to practice. It’s bullshit to think that most couples would find the narrow definition of sex in porn as the best stuff they can get “naturally”, it’s a fucking brainwashing.

I think one reason why anti-porn and anti-prostitution feminists and other such activists are wrongly labeled “sex negative” or prudes or vanilla, etc., is because there is an imbalance between critiquing unhealthy sex, i.e. degrading, violent, misogynist, dehumanizing and harmful porn & prostitution (lots of excellent critique in this department), and educating about healthy sex i.e. respectful & consensual (not much of this out there, in comparison to the critique).  So I hope this post helps bring some balance to the “sex negative” versus “sex positive” debates, because understanding what harmful/unhealthy sex is, is half of the equation; learning about what constitutes healthy, mutually pleasurable sex is the other, very important part.

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Roseanne Barr: A Formidable Comedic Matriarchal Goddess & One of my Pretend Moms

I think that all comics or humorists, or whatever we are, ask questions. That’s what we’re supposed to do. But I not only ask the questions, I offer solutions.

A comic needs to understand the big picture in order to fracture it and present it to people so they can see it more clearly. Comedy is the only hope for humanity.

There is so much to say about Roseanne Barr. She’s smart, funny, beautiful, real and makes a lot of sense, for starters. She’s also a writer, a stand up comedian, an actress and a political activist; she ran for President of the United States in 2012, will run again in 2016, and says she’ll keep running until she wins. Out of all the presidential candidates I’ve seen, she’s the best by a long shot and could easily make a clean space in the huge mess that is the colonist Congress/White House that’s been running the genocidal oppression and enslavement show for the last 500+ years in the Americas.

The Conner Family from the television sitcom ‘Roseanne’ (1988-1997)

Like many from my generation, I first learned of Roseanne from watching her sitcom ‘Roseanne’ which ran from 1988 to 1997. This show always made me feel so warm and fuzzy, and still does when I watch reruns. I would giggle with glee at how she smartly, effortlessly, lovingly and effectively ran the Conner household. This simple, funny and smart “blue collar/working class” family probably spoke to and affirmed the hearts of the majority of American and Canadian households who weren’t chasing the elitist American Dream Nightmare and instead were busy being themselves, struggling to survive the day to day shit life throws at us.

The Conner family was the kind of quirky, diverse, fun-loving, down-to-earth, non-judgmental, supportive family I always dreamed of belonging to, and I loved getting lost in this cozy world for the 30 minutes the show would air. This show was such a refreshing change from the bland mainstream Stepford status quo television “programming” on TV, then, and what seems like more so, nowadays.

Roseanne is unapologetic about her beliefs in her uniquely casual yet serious-as-a-heart attack manner. She takes no shit from anyone, which is one of the many things I love about her.

A guy is a lump like a doughnut. So, first you gotta get rid of all the stuff his mom did to him. And then you gotta get rid of all that macho crap that they pick up from beer commercials. And then there’s my personal favorite, the male ego.

Roseanne inspires the matriarchal warrior within me. She also makes me look forward to aging. I see her as I see all women, like a fine wine that gets better with age. She is the kind of person that commands Respect from those smart enough to see her for the spark of beauty and power she is. Roseanne says it how it is in a funny and accessible way, and offers simple solutions to stupid, over-complicated problems created by the colonist culture. Though she isn’t a decolonist and believes in making changes within the current political/legal-economic order of things, I still think she’s still a radical woman just for being herself. I like what she says about her relationship with politics/the political system:

I just want to keep the voice of dissent alive in all of our elections. I don’t really want to hang out with politicians. I’d rather go straight to hell, and not collect $200.

She doesn’t pretend to be a submissive man-pleaser like the colonist patriarchy demands of women, and I love her so much for that, it was so inspiring to me to watch as a young female trying to navigate my way through the jungle of the fucked up misogynist colonist culture.  It takes guts to be ourselves and voice our rejection of the mainstream bullshit lies that society (and sometimes our families) feed us from birth, and Roseanne does it with her unique style of power and grace.

Thank you Roseanne for the radical act of being honest with a triple dose of brilliant hilarity; you are a fresh and fierce gust of inspirational wind beneath my matriarchal wings!

“The thing women have yet to learn is nobody gives you power. You just take it.” — Roseanne Barr

Source for some of Roseanne’s background info and quotes used in this article.

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The Unseen, Unfelt & Unspoken

ThanxTaking On Indigenous Graves

The Unseen

Is it an uncomfortable truth for the uninvited? An old aching wound that some Indigenous Relations would rather not think about?

Does it put scratches of clarity in the rose colored hipster glasses of today’s blissfully ignorant Indigenous youth?

I notice over the day of colonist thanks taking, among all the social media pictures of enormous spreads of commercialized Indigenous food and posts about black boys shot by white cops in our Indigenous Homelands complete with graphs and charts and pies (both the quantitative and the gastronomic kind) that mostly no one had thoughts about what the so called day of “thanksgiving” Reallllllly is or who it’s really about.

And no one acknowledged that they are living on land taken via the largest GENOCIDE on Earth or that their glutenous feeding frenzy is taking place directly on Anishinaabe land or Creek or Miccosukee or Sioux or Tsalagi or Navajo or 560 or so other Indigenous Peoples Homelands.

Or that where you now park your minivan was once an old growth forest full of living beings, diversified and unified in the web of life.

Or how if you are in eastern “america” odds are high that your house was built on or near a destroyed burial mound where hundreds of loved ones were interred to Mother Earth with intentions of them sacredly remaining together within her forever only to be destroyed and flattened for subdivisions full of all the separately together homes full of all the separately together colonist people that are mindlessly yet “thankfully” “celebrating” the day their white god allowed their relations to smite out the filthy heathens Indigenous to this land, so that they might manifest their “destiny” to become rulers of this living land and all that dwell within it.

This year I decided to just be. To be quiet. To watch and see….if any seeds were planted, if any grew to be yearlings.

Not that I saw. No one acknowledged any of it.

And in all their charts about white on black violence and police brutality across the races, I saw not one shadow or echo of the Indigenous people whose home lands this terror filled colonist drama is unfolding on.

While “Indians” do timeless time in an ever growing rez called prison and in an ever growing prison called the rez, colonists do a mindless mime of a mindless mine, wìth diamonds on their fingers and blood on their hands they perform the american nightmare on a stage of Indigenous lands.

by -Shea Z. Sandy-

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One Cissy’s Take on Trannies, Mis-Gendering & Passing

For those who don’t know, “cis gender” and “cis sexual” is basically defined as the opposite of trans gender and trans sexual, i.e. “cis” people are those who do not desire to medically/surgically/hormonally change their bodies to appear more like the opposite sex than they are (though not all trans people want or do medically/surgically/hormonally change their bodies, but still identify as trans and the sex they more align with spiritually/emotionally/mentally).  Whether trans people physically change their bodies or not, it all creates a shitload of social, legal and political complications within the small, rigid bounds of the colonist culture.

Once upon a time I had a lesbian friend who I dearly loved. We got so close over the years that I considered her family. I experienced her as quite butch with that masculine energy thing going on — whatever “it” was (whether we call “it” gender, energy, essence, or whatever), I thought she wore it well and worked it well, just because it was the thoughtful, sensitive, lovable, loyal, intelligent, hilarious, unique, creative HER (all caps to emphasize her essence, not her sex or gender). Continue reading

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Activism and the Beautiful Fucked Up Mess of Cyber-Connectivity

Image used for illustrative purposes, but it’s not accurate in many ways; YouTube comments section, for example, is one of the worst places for online cruelty.

Social media. Facebook friending and unfriending. Online conversations that can leave us feeling connected, understood, elated, confused, triggered, traumatized, bewildered, amused, comforted, pissed off, curious, destroyed, disturbed, regretful, and sometimes, terrified. The internet is a tool that both brings us together and has us more isolated than ever. Except for disabled people who are housebound and whose only plug into the outside world IS through the computer. I think these people take cyber-connection and relation a lot more seriously than many able-bodied folks. My wife is one of these people. She was a very active, effective and powerful native rights activist for many years before her health took a nosedive, robbing her of mobility and energy. So her activism is – to her frustration – is largely reduced to the internet. And holy shit does she do an amazing job in educating people. Her words are like truth arrows, stirring people’s consciousness, un-mining minds and DEcolonizing hearts and spirits, word by word. Good thing activism is almost ALL about EDUCATION, which can happen through many mediums. I’ve heard the mean, ignorant term “internet warrior” thrown around parts of the internet, which is a misguided understanding about what activism means, as well as disability for people doing actual educating online. However, there are other “internet warriors” who do their online “activism” by terrorizing people and/or causing all sorts of drama and bullshit.  That is not what activism is about.  People who think the computer isn’t “real life” and don’t realize that there are real people typing behind these screens, are very disconnected from theirs and others’ humanity. Continue reading

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A Stirring of Consciousness: A Strong Indigenous Voice in the Wind Speaks

In response to this tweet:

Came these powerful Truth Arrows:

White Feminism Needs Less Head, More Heart & Spirit

For those who don’t know me, I’m a Russian-Jew. What this means to me, among other things, is that I am afflicted with the over-intellectualizing gene. I think it’s because My People have such a long history of running from persecution and assimilating themselves into whatever current order of things was/is going on at the time to survive that they forgot/lost/mangled their tribal ways of living and being in Balance with earth, ourselves, and other beings.

The above reasons are why I privilege and prioritize traditional indigenous/tribal ways of being, and because a) they make the most sense to my heart; and b) I live on stolen Native land.  I am sick to death of (and pissed right off at) the mind-mining and spirit-eating that the predatory, dehumanizing colonist culture does to people, and for years I’ve been in the process of liberating myself from these shackles.  I’ve come to learn that over-intellectualizing is one colonist shackle that keeps our hearts closed and spirits shriveled.  Closed hearts and shriveled spirits are must-haves to maintain colonialism.

From the moment I discovered (white) feminism, radical or otherwise, I’ve never felt it to be very loving and almost completely devoid of Spirit/uality, most especially in online spaces. I find it a curious thing that despite the many political/philosophical similarities people have, which at first, instantly and excitedly connect us, feminist connections are often fickle and quickly implode, explode or die a painful death when differences of opinion surface.  I recall reading an article a while back written by a 50’s something year old white woman who worked hard for many years for and with a feminist community, and was crushed and suffered major depression when she was dropped like a hot potato by what she thought were her sisters, all because of a difference of opinion. Continue reading

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Decolonizing Sex & Gender: The Pronoun Issue

I came across this post on a facebook group:

The post rubbed me the wrong way in tone and content, so I left this comment:

If we spoke the language of the people whose land we are now colonizing, there is a high probability that we would be speaking a language that does not use male or female pronouns (since there are currently hundreds of different Indigenous languages in North America, many of which do not use male/female pronouns).

Point being it wasn’t and isn’t cool of colonists to force Native people to speak English and it’s not cool to make demands of, or police people’s language, period.  It’s also not cool (and impossible) to control how others perceive and experience us — if I experience someone’s energy as feminine or masculine or both, nothing someone says or does will change this.  I can and do use people’s preferred pronouns to be nice (and for safety reasons – I get it), so I guess if authenticity isn’t a priority in all of this, then it’s all good?  The colonist culture has a real problem with respecting boundaries.

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On the trans* topic in general, from a DEcolonist and Indigenous perspective, it’s really simple:  Nature is to be respected.  Who are we to say Nature’s oddities are mistakes?  When things get unbalanced (which the colonist culture so “successfully” creates over and over), lots of mistakes happen, destruction & suffering abound.  Nature when left alone is perfectly imperfect.  When we take the time to observe Nature, we can plainly see sex and gender expressed and enacted in infinitely diverse ways, and following no rules.  Humans are part of Nature and as similar and different as all animals.  The colonist culture works tirelessly to disconnect itself from Nature in all sorts of ways, creating infinite problems and a collective state of dysphoria.  Creating and building upon complicated ivory tower theories (circles and circles of nothingness)  is part of the colonist process.  The more we DEcolonize and the closer we get back to Nature, the simpler and healthier ALL life will be.  As Native rights activist Klee Benally says, Respect Existence or Expect Resistance.

I would also like to share this very thoughtful article about gender abolition and the following excerpts which I particularly appreciated:

…applying our own concepts of gender and sexuality constructed within white [or any other] supremacist cultures to people outside of our epistemological framework is redefining them on our own terms for our own benefit.

…how can we expect people for whom their gender interacts so closely with their race, their religion, their cultural background, to divorce or even to recognise the bits and pieces of gender that are independent of their culture to destroy?  Or, if gender is an epistemology, is race and other intersectional factors part and parcel of gender in such a way that one cannot simply abolish it alone?  And if we attempt to do that, it leads to the next big problem I have: that the abolition of gender may be, especially stemming from a white feminist bases, a colonising force.

The problem with abolishing gender is not only do we [the self-appointed All-Knowers who carry the burden of educating the supposed ignorants] have to define it, apply our definition towards other cultures, demand they remove gender from their own race, cultural, spiritual or whatever background, but also assume that the abolition of the concept of gender will result in equality or a lack of discrimination.  In doing so, from a white perspective, we effectively create a colonising project wherein we’re intervening in their own identities, behaviours, and practices in an attempt to make their lives better.

/ End of post for now.  I may add to it later, or not.  The trans* issue is quite a cluster fuck within and outside of feminism, and the only way to clearly, coherently and compassionately address AND understand AND make peace within and outside of it, is from DEcolonist, Indigenous perspectives, which is where my interest and energy most gravitates towards — about sex, gender, and pretty much everything else Life-related, since the colonist culture has gone and fucked up so much of Being Human and Life in general.  Liberation = DEcolonization + (Re)Connection with our Indigenous roots — entailing more work and harder work for those of us more colonized and displaced from our tribal roots, but exists within us, on a spiritual and genetic level that colonist science cannot begin to understand or explain.

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Remembering Russell Means: A Huge Matriarchy Supporter, Brave Warrior, Talented Artist, and Awesome Teacher & Embodier of Decolonization

“Until you know a woman, you’ll never know Life.”

Russell Means was a brilliant, brave, funny, powerful, and sometimes controversial figure of the American Indian community and their fight against colonization’s genocide and slavery.  He was controversial because he, like any of us, was human and made mistakes and learned many big and small lessons throughout his life.  This post focuses on the GOOD, valuable teachings from Russell that we are lucky to have access to, such as this video where he discusses women and matriarchy.  I love this convo for its truthful power and the “DUH!” humor he throws in from time to time:

Women who call themselves feminists and who dismiss, distort, or otherwise disrespect Indigenous cultures, including disrespecting Native men, have a lot to learn and unlearn.  Extra ignorant is when they do their disrespecting while living on stolen Native land.  If these women are feminists, they subscribe to a kind of feminism I want no part of.  These types of colonized female mentalities are extremely out of balance and some are the mental/emotional/spiritual equivalent of violent serial killing and raping men.  They need to sit down and do some learning about Indigenous worldviews.  What they forget/deny/just  don’t know is that 1) gynarchies (female governance) were the norm among many tribal cultures long before feminism was a thing (more on this here); and 2) we can be extremely violent with our words without ever raising a hand or even our voice, and some women, including “feminists” are experts at this.  BUT enough about the sickness and nastiness of colonized women (which many of us non-Indigenous women sadly have varying degrees of, due to the cultures and families we were raised in, and which is our personal responsibility to undo), back to the late and great Russell!

Some Russell Means philosophy:

The Universe which controls all life, has a female and male balance that is prevalent throughout our Sacred Grandmother, the Earth.

This balance has to be acknowledged and become the determining factor in all of one’s decisions, be they spiritual, social, healthful, educational or economical.

Once the balance has become an integral part of one’s life, all planning, research, direct action and follow-up becomes a matter of course. The goals that were targeted become a reality on a consistent basis. Good things happen to good People; remember time is on your side.

Russell Means did many important and amazing political, educational, creative and fun things throughout his 74 years of life.  He was a fierce, lifelong activist and warrior by virtue of who he was.  He was also a member of the American Indian Movement in its early years, including surviving the second “modern day” US-led war against Native people at Wounded Knee, South Dakota in 1973 (though the war has been raging on Turtle Island/the Americas since 1492).  Russell also appeared in in several big films and TV shows and made some great music.

Russell also founded the brilliant T.R.E.A.T.Y. Total Immersion School system on Turtle Island as an “alternative” to the mind-mining, spirit-eating “education” provided inflicted on us and many Native people by colonists in the dominant colonist culture.  Boi do I wish I went to this school as a kid, and who knows, maybe one day as an adult I’ll go and learn all the important stuff these kids are learning.  A good way to understand Decolonizing the colonist patriarchal education system and learn meaningful, valuable things is to hear Russell explain it:

There’s so much more to learn from this great man, this post is just a snippet.  I think it’s fitting to end this written blog post with Russell’s philosophy about the written word, taken from a speech he made in 1980 that is said to be his most famous one, it’s called For America to Live, Europe Must Die! (I look forward to reading the whole thing here, in the Speeches section) as it is pretty lengthy and wholly awesome and eye/mind/heart and spirit-opening & growing stuff):

The only possible opening for a statement of this kind is that I detest writing.  The process itself epitomizes the European concept of “legitimate” thinking; what is written has an importance that is denied the spoken.  My culture, the Lakota culture, has an oral tradition, so I ordinarily reject writing. It is one of the white world’s ways of destroying the cultures of non-European peoples, the imposing of an abstraction over the spoken relationship of a people.

[I]t seems that the only way to communicate with the white world is through the dead, dry leaves of a book. I don’t really care whether my words reach whites or not. They have already demonstrated through their history that they cannot hear, cannot see; they can only read (of course, there are exceptions, but the exceptions only prove the rule).

For all those written-word worshipers out there, remember this Russell truth-bullet when it comes to academic “experts” regarding anything to do with Indigenous people or their cultures:

“A master’s degree in “Indian Studies” or in “education” or in anything else cannot make a person into a human being or provide knowledge into traditional ways. It can only make you into a mental European, an outsider.”

Thank you Russell Means for all you did for your People, and the rest of us occupying your People’s land, who have so much to learn from you and our own Indigenous roots that were colonized out of us for so long.  Your legacy and teachings will live forever and may they be shared, learned and used widely to help create a good, healthy and balanced world for All.

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Puttin Up My Titties 4 Bridget Everett: A Thrilling, Hilarious & Raunchy Force of Fresh Female Power

I never really had weird body issues — I probably should, but I don’t; you know, I’m the big girl.  I had to figure something out, so I sort of kept screaming until someone heard me.  Not to be corny, but music and singing is the way I communicate.  It’s given me a better understanding of myself. [..] I just go on stage and become this terrifying, fucking amped-up party girl with the voice of an angel.

“My mom always made me feel like I was beautiful because of what I looked like, not in spite of what I looked like”

With an album titled Pound It and songs called Titties, Fuck Shit Up and What I Gotta Do To Get That Dick in My Mouth?, what’s not to love about Bridget Everett?!

I just recently discovered this wicked awesome and outrageous singer-performance artist after watching her perform her song What I Gotta Do on the season finale of the Inside Amy Schumer show (a separate post to come about the brillz & hilarious Amy).

Bridget’s brand of feminism is one of my favorite – the creative, fun and sexy kind.  Who was it that said they had to dance at their revolution, or something like that?  Well Mz Bridget puts a whole new spin on that idea. There isn’t just dancing at her revolution, there’s super talented singing, swearing, nudity, motor boating, and the spraying of faux cum all over the place, which really, is the ultimate resolution in sex & gender equality, aint it?  That is, for everything to be good and right, loving and respectful and balanced between the sexes so we can get back to being the free, wild animals we are, having a mutually consensual orgasmic time doing whatever and whomever we want, The End?  And of course gleefully not doing anyone if we don’t want to either, for a shout-out to the asexuals, non-sexuals, celibates, and other such folk out there.   Well, that’s two of many, many Good Life versions of my idea of a post-colonial, back-to-tribal-living world.  But back to Bridget!   The quotes* & clips speak for themselves – her words and work inspire my feminism and overall lifeforce in some exciting ways, and hopefully they will yours too.

I hope that sometime, if somebody sees me onstage, stripping down to almost nothing, they will see that it’s just a body and hopefully that can give somebody some comfort somewhere. [..] I think the human body is really cool and there is something pretty spectacular about everybody.

Seeing a plus sized woman in a see-through, barely there outfit singing about how you should love whatever kind of titties you may have is, well, kind of my thing. [..] it’s been really cool being around a group of people that embraced the weirdo in me, and the sex maniac, and the crazy thing, and go with it.

I think some people are freaked out by me throwing my body around on stage but I’m like, literally, it’s just tits. And you grew up sucking on one to get what you need and now you’re getting them in a different way.

On feminism, Bridget says:

I’ve always identified as a feminist. But there was a time when I was finding my voice as a performer, where I wasn’t sure if what I was (and still am) doing could be considered feminist. My “character” on stage (which is really just the super hero version of myself) is totally wild, often naked and frequently inappropriate. Then I realized that I was being true to myself, free of fear and totally 100% in charge of my body, and that, to me, is part of what being a feminist is all about.

About her creative process and rising success, Bridget explains:

[A]t the end of the day, I’m surrounded by a wildly funny and creative group of friends.  We all just do weird shit that makes each other laugh.  And they don’t judge me for what I do or say.  It’s really freed me up and unleashed the beast.  In fact, my friend, Adam, inspired me to write my own songs.  I’ll say something kind of fucked up and he says, ‘Sounds like a hit.’  And I literally take whatever it is that made him or whatever other friend laugh and write about it.

In the end, I want people to leave the shows feeling like they just went to a great party and when someone asks them why, they can’t really explain it.  They just know they have to be at the next one.

Next time I’m in New York, I will most definitely be checking out this rockstar of a woman.  Thank you Bridget for so boldly, unapologetically and self-lovingly being YOU, you’re a fun and inspiring space-taker-upper and I’m thrilled that you’re sharing your wild self with us!

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* All quotes (and descriptors of Bridget used in the montage I made) are from articles and interviews found here, here, here, here and here.  Hope you enjoy her as much as I do, may she inspire the WildWoman to blossom and shine within us all and take up and OWN our space strong n’ proud!

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