Karen Finley – Gringo
I had a short meet-up with a young pop star this evening. I had done a bit of work for both her and her father, so it was mostly a courtesy appearance. The last time I saw her she was still a child. It was odd to see her all tarted up with boobs and all. I haven’t really followed her career, but she seems to be doing quite well.
We chatted for a hot second and she surprised me by asking me if I could recommend some artists for her to listen to. She mentioned stuff about wanting to hear more by and about empowered women so she could work it into her music. I have no doubt that her aspirations were genuine.
Then she added, “…you now, like Lady Gaga”.
She rushed off and got ready for her performance and left me sitting there thinking.
I left her a flash drive filled with readings of poetry by Bell Hooks, Audre Lorde, as well as the complete works of Karen Finley, Diamanda Galas and Grace Jones.
I know it’s probably a bit inappropriate, but hey. I was BORN THIS WAY.
I should have just brought the cupcakes.
The tags! The tags cracked me up! #for @redlightpolitics and #angry women are sexy.
Why thank you! I rage on a regular basis so I must be the epitome of a sex kitten 😉
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