One day I will shut up about Trixie Mattel, but today isn’t that day (*spoiler alert* – that day will neeeeever come).
I am obviously DEEP into the third cycle of RuPaul’s Drag Race: All Stars and lapping up all the new wonderous “eleguence” wafting about. Of course, there is all the usual glamour and clamour that we all expect and adore, but this time round, I am especially bewitched by Trixie.
She’s been in it before (twice), and never really managed to shine and get noticed, clearly to her own utter frustration. Her absolutely riotous persona only really came to light to Drag Race fans when she and Katya launched their own web series UNHhhh, where she was able to be her monumentally hilarious self.
I was thrilled to the gills when she was announced as part of the All Star line-up – FINALLY she might get the chance to flex her drag chops, threes a charm and all that.
But what really struck me about Trixie during the opening episode, wasn’t her stubbornly unique way of beating her face, or her whip-fast wit, it was her music.
During the Main Challenge, the ladies were tasked with performing in an All Star Variety Show. Trixie, cradling her autoharp, took to the stage to perform a lilting, gorgeous rendition of Moving Parts (available on iTunes!) and this is when my heart split between Trixie the comedian and Trixie the country singer.
I had always known that Trixie was involved in music, but had never really looked into it. I am not a country fan, like a lot of people my dalliances with country are entirely Parton-centric, so I had no real desire to investigate her album.
So I thank the Country Gods for sending Trixie and her music my way, via the route that most good things come – RuPaul.
Two Birds is a rootsy, bluesy, folky trip on the road, with lyrics that blur the lines between Trixie and Brian, as shown by the genius album artwork that sets up the two sides of Brian Firkus/Trixie as a complicated country duo (think Parton and Wagoner).
This is a real heartfelt album, a long way from the usual disco filling electronica we are used to from the Drag Race alumni. There is so much longing I almost can’t stand it! This is an album about choice and sacrifice and the loneliness success and touring brings.
The lyrics sting like bees:
Lover don’t make me hit the road again
I can barely feel your fingers on my skin
I’m been booking every city
Looking sad, but looking pretty, looking…
Lover don’t make me hit the road the again
(Mama Don’t Make Me Put on the Dress Again)
And they say to be young is to be free
And everything will happen, it will happen in time
And they say you belong here with me
We’re never gonna make it ’til you make up your mind
(Make Up Your Mind)
I wrote you a letter, I said I was better
I said I would never know why
You left like a bandit
It’s not like we planned it
But I’ll leave the light on for a while
(I’ll Wear Your Ring)
The only bad word I have to say about it is that the soft rock, horrible guitars at the start of Bluegrass should have been booted. Wee bit too much Garth Brooks for my taste, but then, maybe like a lot of people when it comes to Trixie, it’s just me missing the joke?