Recently, I spent some time with a beautiful friend of mine from my writing program who also moved to NYC. I let the world, and most importantly my mother (hi, Mom!), know that I liked Mika and The White Stripes, but Tegan and Sara were a secret I kept because part of my queer baby brain knew that Tegan and Sara were a gay band, and I definitely wasn’t gay. I played all of those albums on my generic USB MP3 player all the time. It was also the year that LCD Soundsystem’s Sound of Silver, The White Stripes’ Icky Thump, Mika’s Life in Cartoon Motion, and Tegan and Sara’s The Con came out. Carrel’s English class, and I was infatuated with the girl who beat me repeatedly-writing that now it may have sparked something else, too-and the way her hair fell over her shoulder when she bent down to consider the board. It was the year we had a chess unit in Mr. How do I remember? Because that year was a formative time for me, both musically and queerly. The first time I ever heard these beautiful Sapphic angels must have been 2007. Like GO’s own managing editor Dayna Troisi says, “ I’m pretty sure it’s in our DNA to like Tegan and Sara.” Whatever the reason, I’ve been getting to know a lot of gay women lately, and something that always comes up in those early getting-to-know-you conversations is Tegan and Sara. Maybe that’s a product of pursuing a poetry MFA from the kind of East Coast liberal arts college that’s renowned for its lesbianism or maybe it’s just because I’m at a point in my life where I’m building a community of people like me. Since I moved from Iowa to New York three months ago, it’s been confirmed: I barely know any straight people.
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