WITH WHOM TO DANCE
I THOUGHT YOU WERE MY BOYFRIEND
(the only girl i ever loved) ANDREW IN DRAG
Stephin Merritt.  Bestie of Leminy Snicket.  Gay white musician.  Hearing disability. Dryest/saddest dude in alternative music.  Made an awesome album called 69 love songs (part of the ongoing musical project/band The Magnetic Fields) which was released in 1999 and has some of my favorite songs ever on it!!! ("the cactus where your heart should be", "no one will ever love you", "how fucking romantic", "the book of love ('is long and boring' ahahhaha)", "I shatter", "i don't believe in the sun ('how could it shine down on everyone, and never shine on me')" ahahahahah I LOVE HIM SO MUCH OMGGG
 From wikipedia:
The album was originally conceived as a music revue. Stephin Merritt was sitting in a gay piano bar in Manhattan, listening to the pianist's interpretations of Stephen Sondheim
 songs, when he decided he ought to get into theatre music because he 
felt he had an aptitude for it. "I decided I'd write one hundred love 
songs as a way of introducing myself to the world. Then I realized how 
long that would be. So I settled on sixty-nine. I'd have a theatrical 
revue with four drag queens. And whoever the audience liked best at the end of the night would get paid."[11]
On seven occasions (five in the United States and two in London
 over four consecutive nights) The Magnetic Fields performed all 69 love
 songs, in order, over two nights. Several of the lavish orchestrations 
are more simply arranged when performed live, due to limited performers 
and/or equipment. 
Merritt has said "69 Love Songs is not remotely an album about love. It's an album about love songs, which are very far away from anything to do with love".[12] 
(http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/69_Love_Songs) 
Lee Edelman WOULD LOVE HIM.
 "i made my yard a playground just in case we had a baby.  now i'm CRAZY FOR YOU BUT NOT THAT CRAZY"
side note: his lyrics remind me of these Kanye West lines from Devil in a New Dress (off of My Dark Beautiful Twisted Fantasy):
"I hit the Jamaican spot, at the bar, took a seat
I ordered the jerk, she said, “You are what you eat”
You see, I always loved the sense of humor
But tonight, you shoulda seen how quiet the room was
The Lyor Cohen of Dior Homme
That's "Dior Homme", not "Dior, homie"
The crib’s Scarface, could it be more tony?
You love me for me, could you me more phony?"
YOU CALLED ME MAD, (and i am mad)
AS A HATTER,
SOME FALL IN LOVE, (some fall in love)
I SHATTER.
-steve merritt 
 

















