Tuesday, April 19, 2011



I have been 50 foot Queenie since my friend CK named me decades ago when we worked at a vegetarian restaurant in Chicago. I am one of "those" Elizabeths, who make some men feel a little less than verticle. But the name comes from a PJ Harvey song that is a perfect answer to the misogynistic culture that is sometimes "Rock and Roll". It is one heck of a song and I would like to include it here. This is from a show in 1993 which I saw at the Metro in Chicago:



"50 Foot Queenie"

Hey I'm one big queen
No one can stop me
Red light red green
Sat back and watching
I'm your new one
Second to no one
No sweat I'm clean
Nothing can touch me

Tell you my name
F U and C K
50ft queenie
Force ten hurricane
Biggest woman
I could have ten sons
Ten gods ten queens
Ten foot and rising

Hey I'm the king of the world
You oughta hear my song
You come on and measure me
I'm twenty inches long

Glory, glory
Lay it all on me
50ft queenie
50 and rising
You bend over
Casanova
No sweat I'm clean
Nothing can touch me

Hey I'm the king of the world
You oughta hear my song
You come on and measure me
I'm twenty inches long...

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