As usual, I'm just getting a little behind on premiering this very special edition of Gay Tuesday Wednesday. That's okay, though, because there's nothing in this world that Mr. George Michael loves more than getting a little behind! George Michael is a tragic reminder that I lack the possession of a supernatural 'Sixth Sense' gift. No, I'm not talking about seeing dead people, I'm referring to my non-existent Sixth Sense Gaydar system. I can't see dead people. I can't see gay people. I can't even see dead gay people. Liberace could be haunting my house at this very moment and I wouldn't even know it. :( Before I settled down and became the right-wing zealot I am today, I used to live with two gay guys who teased me endlessly whenever we'd play a rousing guessing game of 'Gay Or Nay?' When George Michael sashayed into our conversation, I vociferously defended his heterosexual honor only to have my roommates giggle at me and declare, "Oh Lissa, you're so innocent." How did they know? How could they see beyond the macho exterior squeezed into delicious butt-hugging jeans? Of course, they were spot on about George and kept their perfect 'Gay Or Nay?' game point average. So, fellow Gay Warriors, as you head out on this glorious Gay Tuesday Wednesday Hump Day on your mission to reclaim all that is gay and rainbow bright back for the common masses of happy humanity, just remember these sage words from our featured musician of the day and his song, 'Monkey,' "Why do I have to share love with a monkey, a monkey....aye, aye, aye aye?" Simply prophetic.Happy Gay Hump Day!
It's Wednesday, otherwise known as 'Hump Day!" What better way to celebrate a very special Gay Tuesday Wednesday than making it an official Gay Hump Day?
Today, we'll make a return to innocence. Remember your days of youth and the very first time you saw Boy George on MTV singing in full makeup and plucked eyebrows alongside some very pretty young men? I do. I knew something felt a little off, but I just couldn't put my finger on it. Nor, would I actually, you know, want to put my finger on it. Ahhhh, yes, this all transpired way before the word 'GAY' ingratiated itself so firmly into our culture(or culture club!) and became a common word to denote an entire group of people. During those times I would gleefully sing the Flinstones theme song with nary a thought to the ramifications of words with double meaning. "We'll have a GAY old tiiiiiiimmmmeee."I can still vividly recall sitting down with mummy for our afternoon tradition of enjoying a spot of tea with crumpets when I looked over my monocle at the telly showing Boy George writhing around lasciviously on stage while donning his gay apparel. I turned to mummy and declared, "By jove, mummy, that ole chap seems rather queer, doesn't he?" Yes, queer indeed. What an apt all-encompassing descriptive word that is.Happy Gay Hump Day Everybody!
As you know, I'm all about diversity. I'm opening up Gay Tuesday slots to anybody who wants to entertain my rainbow-suspendered band of Gay Warriors while they're out on the battlefield reclaiming all things GAY and sparkly rainbow printed back for the rest of us simple happy folk. So far, we've only seen male solo singers and old school styled groups showcased here, but today, that's all about to change.
Ani DiFranco can join my Gay Warrior squad any time. The woman has a tenacious ferocity that's only matched by her self-taught musical mastery and rockin songs. Ani represents all things BI. She walks upright like you and I do while flexing her muscles. That makes her a BIped with buff BIceps. She tours and performs concerts all over the country, so she's indeed BIcoastal. I'm thinking her armpit shaving regime likely falls on a BIennial plan, and only when she's BIsecting her Garden Burger to share with her partner.
You see, like most of us, Ani doesn't feel GAY every day. Of course, I feel GAY today because it's Gay Tuesday, but yesterday I felt anything but GAY thanks to a never ending series of special challenges presented before me. Ani's keeping it real, for real, and she's setting a fine example for the rest of us. She doesn't have to embrace her GAY side all the time, and neither do we.......except for on Gay Tuesday, of course. I expect everyone to be little beacons of happiness and mirth at least once a week. If you only feel gay one day a week, make sure that day is Gay Tuesday!
Happy Gay Tuesday!
Enjoy her song 'SHY,' playing all day on Gay Tuesday. It's the first Ani track that really caught my attention way back in 1996. And then when I saw that most of the video was shot with her doing some major thinking while perched on a toilet, I knew that Ani was one of my kind of people.
Rising International superstar and John Mayer clone, Mika, holds the distinctive honour of leading our Gay Tuesday charge today with his perfect Freddie Mercury falsetto voice and hot disco beats. I defy you to listen to his smokin new song, 'Love Today' and have the ability to control your body from wildly sashaying to and fro, and your voice from singing along to the ultra catchy repetitive chorus. As you know, my merry band of Gay Warriors continue fighting the good fight, reclaiming all things GAY back for the side of us plain old happy people. I'd like to recruit Mika to join the venerable Gay Warrior Squad, but he already broke one of our major tenets by squabbling with Scissor Sisters lead singer, Jake Spears. Shirtless vest-wearing Jake accused Mika of ripping his 'unique' sound right off the Scissor Sisters. That's ironic, since everyone knows that the Scissor Sisters, in turn, ripped their 'unique' sound right off vintage Elton John material. No, only good feelings must exist among the Gay Warriors. In order to join our ranks, you're required to feel perpetually happy, agreeable, perky, and only fart sparkly rainbow dust. Jake and Mika will have to work out their differences in the rainbow Jell-O wrestling pit.Happy Gay Tuesday Everyone! May you always feel pretty, and witty, and GAY!
It's Tuesday in the big, bad world.........do you know what that means? That's right, dawg, another edition of GAY TUESDAY is here! Holla!
Twas the summer of my formidable year between middle school and high school when I first delighted in the melodic sounds of The Pet Shop Boys. And when I first spied the super dapper and nattily dressed Neil Tennant, I wanted to sing, "I Can't Take My Eyes Off You," to him. I've always felt an attraction towards the men residing on the nerdy end of the spectrum and when Neil proposed certain "Opportunities" and said that I had the looks and he had the brains and "Let's Make Lots Of Money," I knew what "Love Comes Quickly" meantMy Mom had her love of Neil Diamond and I had my own Neil love. During my moments of "Being Boring," I'd fantasize about Neil forgetting his "West End Girls," and instead deciding on an H-Town girl. Together we'd pay "Rent," for a little house out in "Suburbia" where "The Streets Have No Names." Happy thoughts of engaging in "DJ Culture," and a little "Domino Dancing" with Neil put a spring in my step and a song in my soul. Yes, that Neil Tennant was "Always On My Mind." If "Left To My Own Devices," I might have flown off to England to claim him as my own. Then, tragedy struck. I found out that no matter how cute and charming I was, Neil Tennant would never be interested in me. Ditto for George Michael. Ditto for Doogie Howser. Ditto for Lance Bass. Well, you get the point. That was "So Hard" to take and I kept thinking "What Have I Done To Deserve This?" But dwelling and coveting the very "Heart" of another individual, well, "It's A Sin." Things between Neil and I never materialized, but at least we have some fantastic music for Gay Tuesday provided by him and his partner. I need my army of Gay Warriors strong out on the battlefield to reclaim Teh Gay and cheesy Rainbow merchandise back for the regular folk. The song playing today by The Pet Shop Boys will help to fortify and boost the morale of my Gay Warriors and Dusty Springfield fans alike!
It's time to rise up, bloggers, and reclaim the word 'gay' back from pertaining to one's bedroom behaviour, and redirect it towards the traditionally wholesome definition of giddy joy. Remember when you felt pretty? Pretty, and witty, and GAY? Well, you can feel that way again, my friends, because every Tuesday here at The Smiling Infidel, will now be Gay Tuesday! Is your name Gay/Gaye/Gaylord? Have you suffered through a lifetime of ridicule because of it? No more. Gay Tuesday will lovingly remind people that Gay simply means sunshine, lollipops, and rainbows everything.Forget Fat Tuesday, and Ruby Tuesday, they're all played out, dawg. Everything's coming up Gay Tuesday! So, come on out of the closet and wear your long-hidden glittery rainbow shirt too, because we're taking it back. We're taking it all back. I'm leading the charge, and what better way to unite the reclamation masses than with some music to buoy us up on our Gay Tuesday mission? I selected the Scissor Sisters because they embody the groovin essence of Gay Tuesday. They're fun, and festive, and gay. Very gay. I don't know about you all, but I can't possibly fight a battle without a proper disco beat thumping in the background. The Scissor Sisters get two snaps up and a limp wristed declaration of "Faaaaabulous!" They've mastered a sound of smooth and catchy melodies, and combined that with a delightful element of camp and kitsch. I love them. They fulfill me in a way that the self-proclaimed Disco Queen, Donna Summers, never could. I'm not sure who to feature for next week's Gay Tuesday. I might have to put The Pet Shop Boys and Erasure in a room and let them settle it the smackdown way.*By the way, my girls and I think Jake Shears is cuteness personified. The first time they ever saw a Scissor Sisters video, Sunbum said, "Oh, he's wearing a vest with no shirt. I know what that means."
As usual, I'm just getting a little behind on premiering this very special edition of Gay Tuesday Wednesday. That's okay, though, because there's nothing in this world that Mr. George Michael loves more than getting a little behind! 
