So, I wrote a little song! And it’s not too bad as my songs go – a little cheesy as always, but it developed into a bit of a feminist ballad so I decided to share with everyone here. But first, a bit of background: my partner and I have this thing about oysters – mainly that we love to eat them, and do so at pretty much every conceivable opportunity, so we’ve dubbed ourselves “Team Oyster.” Once after a trip to the east coast with his mother, he brought me home a print from an art museum he went to – it was a seventeenth century Dutch painting called “Girl Eating Oysters,” which is self-explanatory. He told me he liked the playful and mischievous look on her face, which reminded him of me, and I had to agree and loved the gift. It is especially fun because oysters are kind of symbolic of rebellion and nonconformity – first, they look like vaginas, it has to be said; and second, they’ve long been rumored to be aphrodisiacs. I like the idea of women claiming those symbols in a sort of act of defiance.
Now the other day, I was playing around with the guitar and could not really settle on a theme to cook some song up about. I asked my partner if he had any ideas and he said, “write a song about the oyster girl.” And so I did. And much to my pleasant surprise, it turned into a contemplation of my feminist consciousness, not just now but even more so when I was a child, before I had a name for it. And it made me think of all those women who lived in a time before they had a name for it, either, but felt it and pushed for it nonetheless; and so I recorded the song and placed it over images of awesome women, some who knew the name for what they felt and some who did not, but all up against it all the same. So, despite the fact that disclaimer, I am a horrible guitar player, I hope you enjoy a bit.
Names of women in video as they appear: Unknown girl eating oysters, Frances Wright, Mary Shelley, Sojourner Truth, Mary Wollstonecraft, Olympe de Gouges, Elizabeth Barry, Jane Addams, Mary Shelley, Marie de Gournay, Mary Shelley (apparently I’m really into pictures of Mary Shelley), Alice Paul, Virginia Woolf, Olympe de Gouges.