Welcome to Filthy Dreams
Well hello there! Welcome to Filthy Dreams, a blog that analyzes culture through a queer lens. Rather than jumping right into new content, we thought it best to introduce ourselves and our aesthetics with our Trash Manifesto
Well hello there! Welcome to Filthy Dreams, a blog that analyzes culture through a queer lens. Rather than jumping right into new content, we thought it best to introduce ourselves and our aesthetics with our Trash Manifesto
Ho-Ho-Ho…OH, FUCK IT! We’ve had it with you, Earthlings! It isn’t bad enough that before long, we’re all going to be stuck living together in Michigan; or that COVID-19 has made idiots out of us all. Somehow, yet there remained the slightest glimmer of hope–that is, until we were subjected this week to nurses singing … Continue reading
Is there anything that can prepare you to watch a visibly pregnant woman vomit, clutch her belly, and reach into her pants to draw back fingers full of dark, black motor oil? Continue reading
“I love cheese–Du dum! I love CHEEEEEEESE! DU-DUM!” Oh, why hello there, faithful Filthy Dreams readers! What’s that? Oh, I’m just singing the iconic song by YouTube mukbanger and the filthiest person alive, Nikocado Avocado, who has become a particular obsession of ours this year! You’re not familiar?! How DARE you? Watch any number of … Continue reading
Why hello there, dearest Filthy Dreams gobblers! What’s that? You’re excited for the second annual pandemic Thanksgiving?! Well, who isn’t, my little stuffed turklets! When Filthy Dreams was originally conceived as a camp twist on the idea of Nietzsche’s eternal return—a show happening on the hour every hour—a decade ago, we never quite realized how … Continue reading
In the latter half of the year of our Lord—or really Lady—2021, I decided to become a Princess Diana obsessive. That’s right, send me all your purple Princess Diana Beanie Babies that you’ve been squirreling away under your beds since the late 1990s just in case they finally become worth more than NFTs. I’m now … Continue reading
Upside-down! Godzilla, baby, you turn me inside-out! And, round and round! Happy HALLOWREEN, Filthy Fools! Welcome to another installment of our annual descent into camp Hell: Filthy Dreams’ HALLOWREEN music playlist! For those of you keeping track, we’re on playlist, umm, number 8? 9? 7? Our playlists began as a riff on Tim Curry’s pronunciation … Continue reading
Just when you thought it was safe to go back outside, here we are again, Filthy Fools, with the latest round of our Trump Derangement Syndrome (TDS, for those of you who are counting) content! Every time we want to let go, he pulls us right back in–and why not, since we live for Trump … Continue reading
You may not know this, dearest Filthy Dreams fanatics, but I’ve occasionally been accused of being long-winded. Rambling. Exhausting. Draining. Just a tad wordy. In a culture where we have writers and editors tweet-advising us to make articles shorter and more palatable for readers, I tend to do the opposite. I don’t care who likes … Continue reading
“Delta Dawn, what’s that flower you have on?” Oh, Filthy Dreamers, remember when Delta was simply the fourth letter in the Greek alphabet, the name of an airline, or a word in an old Helen Reddy song? And remember that sweet, sweet era of mid-May through mid-July, 2021? The Summer Of Freedom! We saw old … Continue reading
A nuclear green alien robot baby with his daddy’s matching lime-green hair. A morph suit dress that resembles a cross between the eponymous character from Alien and Charlie’s Green Man from It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia. A Balenciaga sleeping bag that could be mistaken for Mugatu’s Derelicte line from Zoolander. The blanket from Roseanne‘s sofa. … Continue reading