There are some feminists who refuse to engage in conversation with me. I've reached out to them warmly, they respond with stony silence. Is it the make up? Or the length of my skirt? Whatever the reason feminists shunning other feminists is probably the most counter productive, time wasting, pathetic thing I can think of, within the context of the movement. I wish they would at least tell me what the problem was, then I wouldn't have to resort to guess work.
I've had people say to me (non feminists) "I didn't know you were a feminist; you wear lipstick!" Now, I thought being a feminist was about what is in my head and not about what is on my face! Unless I'm sadly mistaken?
We all know we have bigger fish to fry, I'm not going to list the many ways in which things are not equal across the globe. That's another blog entirely and I would mostly be preaching to the choir. For the most part only feminists read anything with the word "feminist" in the title. Unless I'm sadly mistaken?
My point is this: if you are the kind of feminist that finds me offensive I invite you to discuss the reason(s) why with me. If you are a feminist that has had a similar experience, I'd like to hear about it.
In-fighting amongst ourselves is holding back the progress we can make in the world at large. Which is more important... the rights of women or the shade of my lipstick?
Dana Jade is an an official member of the all-girl, alt choir Gaggle. She's got major love for her 22-strong band mates, but she's ready to own the spotlight.
Dana was born on the island of Trinidad, spent her teenage summers in NY, and finally moved to London Town in 2002 to pursue her rock n' roll ambitions. This unique blend of influences is evident in her music. From Britpop to Seattle Grunge and 90s New York all the way to the warmth of her island roots, she isn’t afraid to fuse soca with punk, or rock with reggae, with spectacular results!
Her distinctive voice makes for a rather eargasmic rollercoaster ride. From the sultry moans of Shudder to the head splitting chaos of Lust, she thrills with subtle vibrato and heavily distorted vocal styles that will leave you breathless.
The band’s live set is astonishingly powerful stuff, too good to miss! Think Grace Jones in a bar room brawl with Polly Jean Harvey, egged on by the riot grrrls of Olympia, delivered with a post- punk slap to the face!
Ones to watch!