“… Outwardly, the indie scene might be less macho than others, but wankers get everywhere, and remain wankers even if they listen to fey guitar music. And just because one of them has swapped his pink Ben Sherman for a bootleg Dirty Projectors tour shirt, his raging cock issues won’t magically resolve themselves.
[But a commenter] … isn’t at all happy with this assessment. Not that he particularly disagrees with it. No, it’s more that he’s sick of journalists sullying the purity of his musical experience with their ‘political ideology’, such as that of expecting not to get sexually assaulted.”
- Speak You’Re Branes
And then said commenter goes on to opine that all females in bands are just useless “tokens” designed to appeal to audiences.
I guess somebody should inform the incredibly talented women in all of my ambiguously fabulous two-pieces about that. And it’s funny, I’ve always felt the opposite: that it’s dudes in the coed bands who are tokens, because without their presence, audiences won’t take female musicians seriously — or will even treat the female musicians as rape objects/eye candy and nothing more.
Unless some dude’s creative vision is so close to mine that it would be foolish to pass him over, or unless he is simply the absolute best at what he does and has no peer, that’s definitely why I play in bands with men instead of with equally talented female musicians: so I won’t be automatically dismissed as “some chick with an instrument” and/or seen as a walking target.
(Or let’s put it this way: I will still be dismissed and seen as a walking target, but the presence of a male will often put a man off of the idea of actually attacking me, and I don’t have that same security when I’m alone or with a group of other females).
Huh. Funny, that.