Yeah, so I may have landed a new writing gig - reporting on all things drag/queer/underground for Vice's Noisey music channel. Here is my first piece, covering (who else?) Christeene:
Remember when hip-hop used to be ground breaking? When it was fresh, and shocking, and relevant, and felt like it actually might be working towards changing the way we lived, or some other profound bullshit like that? Y'know, back in the day when it actually pissed off your parents?
I do. I fell in love with it in the mid-90s when I was a kid. It felt transgressive, exciting and in my naive, teenage mind, I thought it was a music for and about everyone. Like, we're all oppressed by the man and stuff, so we should all unite under one banner and fight back, yeah? Yeah! Well, unfortunately it didn't really pan out like that. I quickly found out that rap had no place for me, not because I was white, but because I like to suck a dick. In fact, I don't just like it, I LOVE it.
Read the full thing here.
