Η λεσβία τραγουδοποιός Grace Petrie με το νέο της τραγούδι με τίτλο “Black Tie” μιλά για τα στερεότυπα γύρω από το φύλο, στέλνοντας ένα δυνατό μήνυμα στην LGBTQI+ νεολαία, αλλά και στον 11χρονο εαυτό της: “όλα θα πάνε καλά!”
Στα σχόλια, κάτω από το βίντεο διαβάζουμε:
“Grace, σ’ ευχαριστώ τόσο πολύ, γι’ αυτό το τραγούδι. Με βοήθησε να πάρω περισσότερη αυτοπεποίθηση.”
“Μόλις το άκουσα, σήμερα το βράδυ. Ο 11χρονος εαυτός μου κλαίει από χαρά. Σ’ ευχαριστώ.”
“Σ’ ευχαριστούμε πολύ. Αυτό το τραγούδι χρειάζεται να το μάθει κάθε παιδί, που παλεύει με το ποια/ποιος/ποιο είναι.”
“BOOM!!!! Τι πανέμορφο και έξυπνο τραγούδι. Ελπίζω κάθε 11χρονο παιδί που ζει σήμερα να το ακούσει.”
Το Black Tie υπογράφει η ίδια η Grace Petrie και θα περιέχεται στο νέο της άλμπουμ με τίτλο: Queer As Folk, που θα κυκλοφορήσει στις 14 Σεπτεμβρίου.
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Στίχοι:
Well it’s a jungle out there
The year 2018, I didn’t think
We’d still be sorting babies into blue and pink
And all our progress – well I wonder what it means
That the only girls clothes that worked for me turned out to be boyfriend jeans
Well that’s fine, cause I decline
A narrow set of rules that just don’t work
These red lines – they’re not mine
And if you need me you can find me ironing my shirt cause I’m in
Black tie tonight
Get a postcard to my year 11 self
In a year 11 hell
Sayin everything’s gonna be alright
No you won’t grow out of it
You will find the clothes that fit
And the images that fucked ya were a patriarchal structure
And you never will surrender to a narrow view of gender
And I swear there’ll come a day when you won’t worry what they say
On the labels, on the doors
You will figure out what’s yours
And it’s a bloody nightmare
Trying to fight the spread of bigotry and fear
That uniting Piers Morgan and Germaine Greer
And all our progress, yeah I wonder who it’s for
When I dare to utter that trans lives matter yeah and all I got was a TERF war well that’s fine
Cos I decline your narrow set of rules well they don’t work
These red lines – they’re not mine
And if you need me you can find me ironing my shirt cause I’m in
Black tie tonight
Get a postcard to my year 11 self
In a year 11 hell
Sayin everything’s gonna be alright
No you won’t grow out of it
You will find the clothes that fit
And the images that fucked ya were a patriarchal structure
And you never will surrender to a narrow view of gender
And I swear there’ll come a day when you won’t worry what they say
On the labels, on the doors
You will figure out what’s yours
You will figure out what’s yours
And that it’s got nothing to do with fitting neatly in a box
That was constructed to make it seem like people come in just two teams
And anything that’s in between ain’t good enough
And you will love, and you’ll be loved
And you’re in black tie tonight
Get a postcard to my year 11 self
In a year 11 hell
Darlin everything’s gonna be alright
No you won’t grow out of it
You will find the clothes that fit
And the images that fucked ya were a patriarchal structure
No you never will surrender to that narrow view of gender
And there’s folks you’ve yet to meet but you’re exactly up their street
And they’ve been waiting just as long to hear somebody sing this song
And better days are on their way when it won’t matter what they say
On the labels, on the doors – you will figure out what’s yours
And girl you’re gonna be so happy, and girl you’re gonna be just fine
You’re gonna be so happy down the line, down the line.
