Well, stumbling at long last over the performer known as tonetta, i've been tapping my toes and clicking my heels together, doublesmacked with funk and amazement. i got hooked hanging with some friends who do the super hip vinyl thing, and listening to the same record over and over. after initially giving the album a merely courteous nod, it started to get inside my brain. and i listened. and listened. and i'm still listening.
as his record label warns, "not much is known about tonetta." that doesn't mean the fans won't zoom to the rescue with whatever cat scraps they can dig up about him. Also, even though i have mad beef with vice magazine, i was pretty impressed with the analysis their writer bob nickas posted up.
nickas explored a lot of the artistic implications of tonetta's performance, but i want to go even further (that's what she said). i want to scribble about the implications that tonetta's badass freedom could have about modern gender roles. trans*/queer politics rage through my brain as of late, and tonetta's fluidity felt like an emotional high five. here's what i think about two specific music videos!