Saturday, 15 March 2014
And also I haz an album!
I finally managed to get my album, '...the gunshots which kill us are silenced', up on Bandcamp so you can buy it wherever you are in the world, rather than waiting for me to get around to doing a gig where you hang out. The album will set you back just three of your English Money Pounds, which is less than the price of a pint in a posh poncey pub (presumably, given the alliteration, one run by Stan Lee), and individual tracks can be yours for 50p but if you like to get stuff free - and who doesn't? - then be aware that as my personal way of showing support for Fallon Fox's next fight on March 21st, I've made my poem about her available free to download until March 22nd.
'Letter to a Minnesota Prison' on Vimeo
Meanwhile it also gives me great pleasure to let you guys know that the film Laura Degnan made of my poem 'Letter to a Minnesota Prison' for the Architects of Our Republic project last year is now available to view on Vimeo.
'Letter to a Minnesota Prison' on Criminal Injustice
The video of myself reading 'Letter to a Minnesota Prison', the poem I wrote for Architects of Our Republic at the South Bank last year, has been featured as part of an article about CeCe McDonald on the 'Criminal Injustice' section of the Critical Mass Progress website.
If you've been reading this blog for a while you've probably already seen that video; but please check out the other videos on that page, especially the trailer for Laverne Cox's film about CeCe's case, and please, if you can, contribute some money to fund the production of said film.
A Common Assault
Most recently I posted this video to my YouTube channel, in response to the disgraceful comments Julie Burchill left on Paris Lees' column about catcalling. Burchill's contention that trans women never suffer harassment from guys during the years we're forced to present as male really got on my, well, tits, because I did experience harassment from guys as a 'boy' and I'm convinced a lot of it was due to their picking up my vulnerability as a trans person in denial. I also got harassed by cis girls at school too, but that's another story for another time. For now, check out this video, which I decided to perform in only my bra and pants (disclaimer: pants not shown but for full disclosure they were Marks & Spencer's black granny pants so knock yourself out imagining that, if it's your thing) the better to showcase the anatomical features discussed herein. Which means this video may be an intensely erotic experience for you if you have a fetish for seeing trans women read poetry in their underwear. Which is niche but hey, this is the internet.
25/5/13
So during the week the BBC screened a 'documentary' called 'EDL Girls: Don't Call Me Racist' which was, to say the least, not exactly unsympathetic to racists of the cis female persuasion. So I decided, as a gesture to show that most girls out there don't support the fash, to do a new version of 25/5/13, the poem I wrote in response to the EDL staging their march through Newcastle last year.
Fallon Live!
Here's a video of me performing 'Fallon', my poem about trans MMA fighter Fallon Fox, at the launch night for the December issue of Material magazine.I love how the applause from the cafe audience spreads out to the Bigg Market Lads passing by outside...wonder if they had any idea what they were clapping?
Fear of Flying
A new video I put on my YouTube channel recently, in response to the arrest of Avery Edison's imprisonment in a men's prison in relatively 'liberal' Canada. I had been watching all the reactions to the anti-gay laws in Russia and Uganda and getting a bit annoyed that we love to rag on other countries for their homophobia but we ignore it when it happens here in the civilised west, where we let straight white cis gays marry but deport LGBT asylum-seekers if they can't 'prove' their orientation. Fuck that!
And then the next day I noted that I had mixed up Vancouver (which provided a good half-rhyme with Avery) with Toronto, the actual airport where Avery was arrested, and had to film a corrected version.
And then the next day I noted that I had mixed up Vancouver (which provided a good half-rhyme with Avery) with Toronto, the actual airport where Avery was arrested, and had to film a corrected version.
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