Music for other autistics struggling to get through this awful month of society rallying around the common cause of our abuse and extinction:
I added a YouTube version of the playlist to “Chronic Neurodivergent Depressed Queer Punk: Punk Rock, the Social Model of Disability, and the Dream of the Accepting Community”.
It’s not yet as complete as the Apple Music and Spotify versions. I’m still working my way through.
Trans Day of Visibility was a couple days ago. We’re now in Autism Acceptance Month. Some music and perspective for the moment:
I’ve been immersed in the James Baldwin work for awhile, so, he’s at the forefront of my mind. He deserves flowers every day.
I was immersed in Baldwin and Ndegeocello together in the 1990s. Plantation Lullabies and The Fire Next Time. This Tiny Desk is sparkling soul sustenance.
I don’t follow dance and pop very closely, so I was only vaguely aware of Dua Lipa until recently. I started listening through her catalog after watching her recent Tiny Desk Concert. Such a great session. I’m hooked. I keep coming back to it to buoy my mood.
I love how forward the background singers are in the mix, especially on the third song. The bass player is super groovy, the audio engineering is great, and the stylist knocked it out of the park.
Also, the “Let’s Get Physical Work Out” is a thing of joy.
My musical hope buoy for election day:
I’m leaning heavily on playlist making as a coping mechanism right now. Here’s my “Chronic Neurodivergent Depressed Queer Punk” playlist of mental health related punk and punk-adjacent songs.
Themes/CW: suicidal ideation, addiction, mania, depression, dysphoria, chronic illness, anxiety, overwhelm, panic, meltdown, masking, burnout, OCD, ADHD, ADD, SPD, bipolar, autism
When bigots have got me down and I need to scream it out, I often turn to Marissa Paternoster and her band Screaming Females, my favorite power trio of all time and space. Here she is singing about gender non-conformity and homophobia, screaming “While you sit on the fence I will burn in hell” over and over from the depths of her soul.
To all you fence sitting family members with conscience compromised by your bigoted religion: fuck you. You fail at moral autonomy, and you fail to #EmptyThePews of toxic Christianity.
“For a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself.”
Putting this on repeat and swimming in it.
My YouTube play list of favorite cover songs from 2020 is helping me cope with 2020. Plenty of goosebumps and chills moments.