This Is About.

It's a digital age, man. So to you we present our virtual talk show of Nonsense: The Silly. The Beautiful. The True. In our own words or those quoted by others. With our own art or that created by others. We will laugh. We will smile. We will entertain you all the while. So grab a drink, come in and let's chat. We'd like to meet you, your mama, and your hot cousin Fred.


You Ain't a Bitch OR a Ho... On Most Days

Ahh, the sweet rediscovery of some old-school chick love. Miz Latifah's UNITY was sampled on NPR (ha! er, what?) this lovely morn', and as we Batiste'd our hair, we fell into a sweet reminisce of days yonder, filled with the Queen herself, Salt 'n Pepa, TLC (which also stands for The Leaky Cauldron, but we digress), and, for a week in fifth grade, SWL (Sistas With Love. Check it). Our pop/hip-hop girls made us feel powerful, sassy and tough. They let us step out of our pale, small-town world of koolats, turtlenecks and holding hands with boys, and into the multi-colored baggy pants era of sex, female sass and exaggerated hand motions.

Thanks, Queen. You helped us think outside the box of corn we lived in.


No comments: