Happy birthday, Michael View this post on Instagram "I do not at all understand the mystery of grace – only that it meets us where we are but does not leave us where it found us." Michael Jackson would have been 60 today. I'm marking it by listening to his music, as I still do every week, and marvelling that I was lucky enough to share some time on the planet with this extraordinary talent who truly changed everything. It's sad that he had to go before people could remember everything he'd given us, all of the joy and magic. People remember now and they will never forget. RIP Michael. Check out the mix in my bio, it's wonderful. A post shared by How Upsetting (@how_upsetting) on Aug 29, 2018 at 2:50am PDT And the mix: Advertisements 0 CommentsLeave a comment
Happy Birthday, Madonna View this post on Instagram In the recent ‘celebrations’ of the 50-year anniversary of (partial) decriminalisation of homosexual activity, one of the central themes which emerged was the importance of pop culture to LGBT* life. It has provided much-needed recognition and an outlet for expression while helping transform the world. In so doing, and in ways too numerous, too tiny, too enormous to express, it has transformed us. Anyone who knows anything about me knows how large a role Madonna has played in my life. She was there when I started to question the Catholicism I’d been raised with; she was there when I started to realise I was ‘different’; she was there when I started having sex and battled both the religious and societal conditioning that doing it with men, and with many men at that, was wrong. She provided my own ‘Ziggy on TOTP’ moment, the men passionately kissing during In Bed With Madonna, the first time I can remember seeing not just gay men, but gay men expressing their sexuality. At every step she was there, both as an enormous, alien, mighty figure looming large over (seemingly) the entire world and as a small voice whispering to me, “you are ok, you are going to be ok and you are allowed to be ok.’ And she did it, and continues to do it, with a gold-plated soundtrack which remains an unparalleled testament to the power of pop; one which can still fill a club in Hackney with people dancing joyously; one which still thrills me and shakes me to my core. I love Madonna, and I always will love Madonna, with a sincerity and earnestness which you’re not really supposed to express in 2017. Happy birthday and thank you @Madonna A post shared by How Upsetting (@how_upsetting) on Aug 16, 2017 at 1:43am PDT 1 CommentLeave a comment
