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by Gregg Shapiro
GAY DINOSAURS AND OTHERS
More releases from queer artists worth singing
about
As a member of the legendary British comedy troupe
Monty Python’s Flying Circus, Eric Idle
was no stranger to cross-dressing. On his new
comedy CD The Rutland Isles with your host Nigel
Spam (iMusic/BMG), the hetero Idle camps it up
in a gay way. While researching the “fossil
record,” Spam meets a man who studies the
bottoms of extinct creatures and discovers the
“many types of gay dinosaurs” and
even introduces us to Flipper Minnelli, a dolphin
who impersonates Liza Minnelli in a San Diego
“very wildlife park.” On a similar
note, the “Gay Animal Song” (“ten
percent of nature’s bent/at least that’s
what they say”) is destined to become a
comedic classic.
For a straight man, Harold Arlen had an uncanny
gift for writing songs with which the gay community
could connect. After all, Arlen wrote “Over
the Rainbow” and “Get Happy,”
to name a couple. Those songs, and others, are
on the TV soundtrack to Stormy Weather: The Music
of Harold Arlen. If you can’t gauge the
queer quotient from those song titles alone, perhaps
mentioning the names of some of the performers
on the CD might help. Out artists such as Rufus
Wainwright (“It’s Only a Paper Moon,”
“I Wonder What Became of Me”), Sandra
Bernhard (“Come Rain or Come Shine”),
Hawksley Workman (“I’ve Got the World
on a String”), and icons such as Deborah
Harry (“Stormy Weather/Ill Wind”)
and former New York Doll David Johansen (“Kickin’
the Gong Around”), among others, help to
make this tribute a gay affair.
Boy in a Dress (namolibrennet.com) by Namoli Brennet
has become one of my favorite recent discs by
a queer artist, because of infectious songs such
as the Dar Williams-esque “Turning Song,”
the high-flying “Seagull,” the heavenly
electro-pop of “Heaven,” “For
These Hearts,” the piano and guitar-guided
“Waiting for Grace,” the simmering
country of “Home,” the unusual “The
Strangest Dream,” and the gorgeous piano
and vocal album closer “Spark.” Brennet’s
expressive vocals, soulful and soothing, are the
perfect vehicle for his songs, which cover a range
of emotions. Like other queer acoustic-based artists,
such as Testosterone Kills [click here for interview
with Testosterone Kills], Brennet successfully
merges electronic beats with organic instrumentation
for riveting results.
Undeniably sexy in a ’70s sexual-revolutionary
kind of way, Mad Dogs & San Franciscans (Black
Beauty) by modern-day jazz-rock fusion group Mushroom
sounds like it could be the soundtrack to a grainy
vintage gay porn flick in which the men wear tube
socks and nothing else. Visions of Casey Donovan
will dance in your head when you hear the instrumental
“The Revolution Will Not Be Televised, but
It Will Be Auctioned off on E-Bay.” Cranking
up the queer quotient several notches is the presence
of substantial, openly gay Sister Double Happiness
lead singer Gary Floyd. What he does with Curtis
Mayfield’s “Pusherman” suggests
a different kind of pushing. The “Delta
Lady” in Leon Russell’s song could
very well have a five-o’clock shadow, and
his interpretation of Spirit’s “I’ve
Got a Line on You” is every bit as good
as the original. “Water” is the second
Pete Townshend song covered this year by a gay
man (“And I Moved” by Mark Weigle
is the first), and I have to wonder if it is the
beginning of a trend. The album closes with the
best version of “Space Captain” I
have heard since Barbra Joan Streisand recorded
it more than 30 years ago.
Cover tunes are also the order of the day on Togetherness
(Bar/None), the remarkable collaboration between
(Gretchen) Phillips & (David) Driver. Both
Phillips and Driver have, in their own rights,
had impressive careers before teaming up together
to record this album. Phillips is probably best
known as the driving force behind legendary lesbian
rock bands 2 Nice Girls and Girls in the Nose.
Driver did time on the stage in musicals and also
fronted bands such as Meow and Driver Quartet.
Together they bring together Austin and New York
City in a way that I’ve never heard before.
There is an equal balance of torch and twang that
is so refreshing, it is like hearing these songs,
many of which will be recognizable to listeners,
for the very first time. The most obvious examples,
Leonard Cohen's “Joan of Arc” (which
is equal to the version performed by Cohen and
Jennifer Warnes on her Famous Blue Raincoat album),
Badfinger’s “Day by Day” (probably
the best song on the disc), Barry Manilow’s
“Could It Be Magic?,” “Ready
for Love” by Bad Company (a band that 2
Nice Girls covered), and Vince (Charlie Brown)
Guaraldi’s “Cast Your Fate to the
Wind,” have a fresh new coat of paint and
shine like there’s no tomorrow. The two
originals, Phillips’s “Lesson”
and Driver’s “Oh Starsky,” deserve
to become as familiar as the other songs.
Openly queer harmony vocalist Joe Coffey helps
gives insurgent country band Urban Twang its community
edge on their album Vintage (Sweet Pickle). Longtime
collaborators Trish Clausen and Max Getzel have
evolved their musical sound over 20 years to include
pop ska before cluing in to the Americana vibe.
Clausen’s emotive vocals give Urban Twang
an advantage over many of the male-led insurgent
country bands, providing the songs with an abundance
of down-home big-city warmth.
Standout tracks include “Better Days,”
the reel of “I Look Good in Black,”
the stripped down “Acquiescence” (which
reminded me of vintage “Everything But the
Girl”), Clausen’s Neko Case-like belt
on “Something More,” and the twirling
two-step of “Pink to Blue.”
If there is one consistent element in the world
of LGBT music, it is the dominance of women in
the scene. The Irish duo Zrazy (Carole Nelson
and Maria Walsh) are one of the most visible lesbian
groups consistently touring across North America.
Because of their constant touring schedule, it
makes sense that they would release a live album.
Living Our Lives (Alfi) is made up of songs from
Zrazy’s three studio discs, as well as three
new songs (“Amen,” “If My Love
Were a River,” and “Going Up”),
and a lovely piano and vocal version of “How
Can I Be Sure,” a song that Zrazy contributed
to the Dusty Springfield tribute disc Forever
Dusty.
Because the supply of lesbian singer/songwriters
seems to be limitless, it is that much more imperative
that each woman creates a unique sound to set
her apart from the others. Beth Davis does just
that on Savage House (10th Child). Based in Indianapolis,
not a place one would automatically identify with
lesbian musicians, Davis writes songs with a country-blues
edge, kind of like a queer Susan Tedeschi. “Fallin’
Down” is a toe-tapping tune that sounds
like a country radio hit, while most of the remaining
tunes are a mix of more straightforward blues
(“Can’t Forget You Blue,” “Free,”
“I Got a Weapon,” and the early Melissa
Etheridge echo of “I Don’t Think So”)
and acoustic-based numbers “I Am”
and “How Could It Have Been.”
Norine Braun describes the songs on Now &
Zen (Braun and Brains) as “ambient soul
pop with elements of hip hop, jazz, and punk,”
and she’s right. The sheer variety on this
album alone sets Braun apart. She lures the listener
in with the melodic pop of “Jade”
and shifts gears on the darkly laid-out folk of
the title track. “Intimate Hour” and
“Buffalo Nights,” respectively, deliver
the hip hop and jazz vocal touches referred to
by Braun, while funk and punk, respectively, butt
heads on “J’en Suis Desolee”
and “I’m the 1.” And that’s
just the first half of the disc.
A number of the lesbian singer/songwriters have
taken an acoustically driven direction. I had
been reading a lot about Ellis, one such singer,
before I actually heard her third solo disc, Everything
That’s Real. I think it was a case of too
much hype, as I was somewhat disappointed in what
I heard. However, with her latest album, Tigers
Above Tigers Below (Rubberneck), Ellis has made
me a convert. Backed up by a group of terrific
musicians, including Julie Wolf and out singer/songwriter
Erika Luckett, Ellis begins things on an uplifting
note with “Give Me Your Hand.” The
high quality of the songwriting and performance
is consistent throughout the album, and songs
such as “Liberty” (with Wolf playing
accordion), “Expendable,” “Nothin’
New,” and “As You Are,” indicate
that Ellis is an artist whose time has come.
Young, queer anti-folk artist Jenn Lindsay reminds
me of early Suzanne Vega on her album Gotta Lotta
(No Evil Star). The Lower East Side references
and her phrasing have something to do with it,
and her better-than-average songwriting also plays
a part. I was somewhat less taken with Fly (PassionFruit
Produce) by Martine Locke, because I couldn’t
find much on the album to distinguish her from
the rest of the women in the field. However, the
songs “Crazy” and “50 Windows”
deserve a listen.
Effigy (YoYo) by Nomy Lamm, the self-described
“badass fatass jew dyke amputee, performance
artist, writer, and activist,” is a synth-beat
concoction that criss-crosses melodic mantras
with hip hop rhymes (“Like Heaven’s
Gates Are Closed”) for a unique listening
experience. “Miracle,” with its accordion
and violin, sounds like an old-world cabaret number,
and the spoken-word monologue of “Spell
#9” reveals yet another side of this multifaceted
artist. “Not a Girl” is evocative
electroclash, “Tear Up the Basement”
is a punk parody of girl-group sentiments, and
Lamm’s cover of Sinead O’Connor’s
“Just Like You Said It Would Be” is
an honorable tribute to the writer.
Just as the all-female hard punk rock band Betty
Blowtorch was starting to heat up, the fire went
out when band member Bianca Butthole died in a
car accident in 2001. Betty Blowtorch, which counted
openly gay Blare N. Bitch as one-fourth of the
group, rocked the house like nobody’s business.
Last Call (Foodchain), a 29-track compilation
of live tracks, outtakes, and rare tracks, sums
up the quartet’s brief history via songs
such as “Party ’Til Ya Puke,”
“Fish Taco,” “Van,” “Teenage
Whore,” and “Size Queen,” among
others.
Pop culture journalist Gregg Shapiro is also a
published fiction writer and poet. He has a poem
in the new collection Sweet Jesus (Anthology Press).
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