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I say yes.

They’re both southern: Comedian Tig Notaro was born in Mississippi. Indigo Girl Amy Ray was born in Georgia.

They do their hair the same way: It almost looks feathered, could just be cowlicks gone wild. Tig’s hair is shorter, but it’s nothing a few extensions and some mousse couldn’t take care of.

Lesbianism: Ray is a lesbian. Notaro played one on the Sarah Silverman Program.

Why this matters: Ray’s third (?) solo album Didn’t It Feel Kinder came out this time last year. I didn’t buy the album because someone said it was soft and I’m still very much in love with 2005’s hard-rocking Prom. Several tracks on that album (see: “Put It Out For Good”) still give me goosebumps and sometimes makes me wish I was in a high school marching band, even though none of the songs on Prom explicitly reference marching band. (Implicitly, Amy Ray probably considers herself a marching band demi-god.)

Since Ray is playing the Black Cat later this month (Aug. 16), Daemon Records sent a copy of Didn’t It Feel Kinder to the office as a heads up. The bloggers were right—it’s totally soft. I gave up listening to the whole thing after four tracks. Ellen Newman captures my sentiments exactly in her Amazon review (titled “Not catchy or rocking”): “[Indigo Girls] music is OK, but just not what I needed right now.”

The album, even though it’s just not what I need right now, got me thinking: Ray’s been making music for 25 years. Has any other lesbian singer had a more prolific career? Also, the only lesbian biopic I can think of off the top of my head is are Boys Don’t Cry and Monster.An Amy Ray movie would not make me scared of hookers or make me feel sorry for Hilary Swank. And it could have all these cool cameo appearances from Brandi Carlile and Sleater-Kinney and other Riot Grrrl folks.

Just throwin it out there! Also, welcome to my short tenure as the Sexist. I promise not to write about Amy Ray again.