I just watched the finale of the HBO series, Russell Simmons presents-Brave New Voices. It was a documentary, narrated by Queen Latifah, showcasing talented young spoken word poets from all over the U.S. 500 youths divided into over 45 teams compete in this wonderful competition.
Now I'm normally not a fan of spoken word. I've had too many experiences where I found myself stuck in a small dark cafe somewhere, listening to over indulgent earth mothers waxing about,"I'm the sun and he's the moon," in breathy over enunciated voices. But I became captivated by this series because it was authentic, no posing, and cliche poems about love. These kids tackled everything from police violence, food addictions, self-esteem issues, to break-ups, and disabilities.
My favorite teams were Philly, Chicago, New York, and San Francisco but they were all so good. Some poems brought tears to my eyes. I am currently a jury member for the Toronto Deaf and Arts Film Festival and after immersing myself in films by deaf filmmakers, addressing deaf issues, I have become very sensitive to the hurdles they face in a hearing society. In one of the poems a young man apologizes to his deaf sister for never learning sign language, he ends it by saying, "Tamara, I am sorry for my silence." He signs the last sentence and I found it so powerful. Two girls on the Philly team performed a wonderful poem about a youth who is trans-gendered. It was brave and raw and real. I have a lesbian character in the novel I am working on now that is dealing with some issues of trans-gender, and I love that it is being openly and sincerely spoken about without shame. Another young man from the New York team did a moving poem called, Queen, that blew me away. I have to say I am jealous of these kids. How wonderful it would have been for me, when I was a teenage writer, to be around other young and spectacular writers that could have encouraged me, push me, criticize me, and help me become better. They are light years ahead of where I was at that age. Wow. I would love to be a judge for the Brave New Voices competition one day in the future. I'm putting that out in the universe.
Another TV enjoyment of mine is RuPaul's Drag race. It's a competition for America's Next op Drag Queen, and what a competition it is.
I grew up with Rupaul and have always enjoyed his look and attitude. I find Rupaul a gorgeous mix of a little Vanessa William, a teensy bit of Vivica Fox, and everything else is completely unique.
Some of my favorite parts of the show is the clever phrases he's created. For instance, "Chante u stay," which he says to the girls left in the competition or "Sashay away," to the one voted out. The theme song is so catchy, it goes, "Cover girl put your face in your walk. Head to toe let your whole body talk." The bottom two women at the end of each episode must, lip-sync for their lives. It is really entertaining watching these over the top ladies sing to Mariah Carey or Whitney Houston. They take Diva to the max, weirdly enough you realize how over the top Mariah Carey already is. At the end of the day all the women are vying to be the, "Last Queen standing."
Now my absolute favorite is Shannel (Bottom row, left hand corner of pic). She has killer eyes, style, and a absolute gorgeous face and body in drag, better looking than when she looks like a man. There is something so wonderful about her that I wish she could adopt me, be the dad I've never had. But I have a feeling she's not going to win. I think Rupaul and the judges find her too cocky, no pun intended, and not vulnerable enough.
This week the drag queens got paired up with real women, girl fighters, who were so butch that the drag queens looked petrified for a moment. The drag queens had to take their little butch babies and make them over into little versions of themselves. It was so cute. My Shannel got the butch-est woman of all but made her look fabulous. It was amazing. So I'm cheering her on and all the women. Watching the show makes you really appreciate what an art form and tribute to women drag really is.
As Rupaul says, "May The Best Woman Win"...Go Shannel!!!