@monsoon: Why do you have the right to decide if someone is mainstream or not? Go tell somebody in the entertainment industry that Lily Tomlin is not mainstream and tell me how long they laugh.
Also…from an interview with Ani:
OK, so the label question: What are you calling yourself these days?
I guess, bisexual. I’m so used to that label, but I always call myself queer. I like the word queer, `cause it sounds funny, queer ha-ha. It’s a cool word, an open-ended word. It means, like, the kind of love I experience is not the kind of love that’s on TV.
It’s funny. Often love—the politicization of love—is so claustrophobic for people on any side of the equation. In the dyke community, your love affair is a political statement; you can’t avoid the politics. But sometimes it’s like everyone forgets the real purpose of being with this other person.
I read somewhere that I’m trying to challenge my dyke following by sleeping with a man. God, I would never go to such extremes—like there’s a straight girl from hell lurking within me. Throughout all this my perception of love has remained consistent: I experience love in a really primal, ungendered way. I’ve written about it that way, I use both he and she pronouns, I write about people that intrigue and attract me.
This person I’m in love with now is really extreme. He’s so kind to me, he’s so funny, we have so much fun, and we get each other through all this shit. I couldn’t have premeditated this. People have to put up with me and my big mouth always telling my side of the story—plus the whole public noose around my neck the whole time. He’s really good at dealing with it; he doesn’t give a fuck. He keeps me sane.
Do you think you’ll ever be with a woman again?
Whenever people ask me about being with a woman, being with a man—it’s more like, could I see myself being with another person? Right now, no way. I’m in love with this person.