rosie davis from vixens writes a zine called LIFE FAIL. the third upcoming issue profiles all the new local punk bands in hali, as well as comes with a tape compilation. here is our song for that compilation. it’s called “pink dollars” & is about halifax gay pride which takes place every year in july.
well you’d better not kiss your lovers at the parade. you’re too queer to be proud, you should be ashamed cause we’re keeping it tame to get bucks from the banks, so you drag queens can’t come or you butches or fags. you’d better not kiss your lovers at the parade. you’re too queer to be proud, you should be ashamed cause we’re keeping it tame to get bucks from the banks, so Q.U.A.I.A. had better keep quiet. what started out as a protest march became a walking commercial. sexy rainbow drenched advertisements for the gays who’ve got the dough. now it’s led by cops & full of corporate floats to bring the tourists down to gawk. police escorts & rainbow flags make you feel safe enough to watch. don’t be promiscuous. sell yourselves out to us. give us your pink dollars & shut your mouth & suck it up. we’ll sell your identity back to you. now the banks dictate how we demonstrate, who can speak & who is blocked. your censorship of our politics make this a parade & not a march. we don’t need your platform for our thoughts. city permits, hired cops. not all queers can assimilate & put their privilege on display. don’t be promiscuous. sell yourselves out to us. we won’t join your parade if you censor us. we’re not going to dance with TD so we’ll start our own march. fuck it. start it. fuck you.
I can’t wait to watch weird but sometimes sexy movies and cuddle with babes and ride my bike and go vending in kensington and have fires in the quarry and see all the ratty babies and the puppy babies and dumpster the super fresh and give people weird shit I’ve found for them and to smoke shotties in scarborough and walk along the tracks and live with all the rad friends and then go to HWF and see all the more rad friends and oh man getting outta OC so soon!
My weed intake over the past couple months has drastically been reduced. And I don’t like it. I’ve started having really fucked up realistic dreams again, waking up in cold sweats, being generally more agitated/anxious. It’s really uncomfortable and I can’t really walk right now so I can’t even go out to get stoned, I have to hide it from people when I am because for some reason it has negative connotations to some of the folks I’ve been staying with, which causes even more anxiety. I feel like I’m a tween again or something.