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For What It’s Worth…What Is It Worth?

Since we just did a post about Cher’s somewhat recent African American fan base and how Cher might situate in it, this is a good time to point out that no monolithic subculture is in agreement about Cher. There are gay men who don’t like Cher. There are African Americans who don’t like Cher. But I have noticed that as her profile is rising in African American subcultures, it’s descending for Native American subcultures. I’m not sure it was ever that huge there but…

Young online protests (from both white and Native American/Indian Nation people) are calling for her head these days because of the 1973 Half Breed costume Bob Mackie designed for her and for other occasions when she wore Indian-looking clothing out to Hollywood events. Native Stardust last year made a video collage of these outfits for a Facebook post, seemingly calling for what I’m not sure, anything from the shaming or the cancellation of Cher.

Cher has stopped using the Half Breed outfit in her live shows (itself a controversy to the Anti-Cancel Culture people) but this seems irrelevant to the rage warriors.

Before we launch into the arguments on the Facebook post, let me clarify my beliefs around Cancel Culture:

If you’re out there literally lynching people, the larger culture has an obligation to censor you and stop you by any means. But I do believe in a kind of online-lynching as well. This includes harassment, racist organizing, covert racist messaging. I believe these acts should be called out as well: outright cyber bullying based on race. It’s a hate crime pretty clearly.

The problem with our cancel warriors is that they combine lynchers with appropriators. And even appropriations come in a rainbow of flavors. Some people are exploiters and some people are supporters and allies. And supporters and allies often make mistakes. Or times change. Word definitions change. And I think in our current atmosphere of increased racial violence, it is crucial that we know the difference between all these things. Otherwise, all the outrage will become noise and it sort of already has.

We have to be unequivocal with the lynchers (and cyber bullies) but also offer room to apologize and change to the appropriators, which internet warriors are loathe to do. If you refuse to let anyone repair and reconcile, if you shun also the minor offenders, if you cancel without context, you are resorting to the same bad-faith arguments as your most villainous enemies use.

As they say, when fighting monsters, don’t become a monster yourself.

You have to step through complicated quagmires with fairness. And the rage warriors don’t want to see complexity because then they have to slow down. And they don’t want to slow down because they are performing morality for social points. And the social points come and go very quickly.

We’re not even coming to the table in the same way. And you can’t even argue with a bad faith argument.

In any case, rage warfare just makes the other side double down and entrench (since recovery isn’t even an option extended to them). So it’s not even helpful to the cause. It’s just makes more racists out of micro-aggressors.

Here’s the Facebook conversation:

Native Stardust (from NYC): Native look doesn’t mean Cher, or anyone else, is native and no she’s not entitled to wear native style headdresses that aren’t earned and that appropriate and perpetuate erasure of native culture. #native #indigenous #nativeamerican

[Hundreds of comments from many, many Facebookers then occurred.]

Me: This is a very sensitive topic, appropriation. Many points of view on this one, even in this thread. And Cher is an interesting case, especially in thinking about what her TV shows were doing in the early 1970s when there were zero representations of anything on TV that wasn’t super-white (Beverly Hillbillies, I Dream of Jeannie, The Brady Bunch). Her shows were trying to be multicultural. We see this very differently from 2026. There is a whole book on this with a Cher chapter, Off-White Hollywood by Diane Negra

And she does it in her movies. She won an academy award for playing an Italian women and she is zero percent Italian.

Robert: Mary, Sanford and son , Chico and the man. Flip Wilson show. Fat Albert. Harlem Globetrotters.. TV in early 70s wasn’t all white. Lone Ranger had tonto has a partner. The real McCoy’s there was an Hispanic hired hand. Bonanza had Hopsing. Kung Fu had some Chinese people in it. Green hornet. All the westerns had native in them.

Me: Robert,  yeah that was in the 70s, too. I was talking about the late 60s. Those shows you mention were part of the same trend. Fred Silverman at CBS (in particular) wanted to end white “country” shows like Andy Griffith and appeal more to young people in cities. Which all the shows you mention (and the new CBS lineup of shows like S&C, Mary Tyler Moore, Bob Newhart, Flip Wilson) did do.

I know nothing about Western shows but those ended in the 70s too.

Sage: Mary McCray ew wtf is that

[I don’t know. I didn’t even respond.]

Brian: Mary, Jeannie should have been Middle Eastern.

Me: Brian, that would have been great. 60s TV casting was ridiculously white.

Anita: Mary, this is not about the roles she plays, she’s just an actress which doesn’t entitle her to pose as a native woman in costume, Indian women wore no such thing and shame on you people for giving her carte blanch

Me: I’m not giving her “carte blanch” – I believe this is a legitimate controversy. I’m just raising the complexities in the issue. Shame on you for assuming the worst about me.

[That was this morning.]

How can you separate Cher acting in movies from acting on television and “the roles she plays?” Cher is an actor when she plays an Italian but a transgressor when she sings as a Native American? No variety show in the history of anything was ever about realism. However, you can argue variety shows did carry forward inappropriate liberties taken from Vaudeville. (But I don’t think that was Anita’s point.)

The issue is just larger than a male American headdress. “Indian women wore no such thing.” This is a larger issue of Cher wearing afro wigs, Cher wearing geisha dresses. I have heard tsk-tsks from white people about those things too. And I’m sure these other instances of Cher’s costume appropriation bother Asian and African Americans, as well.

So I’m sorry Anita. It almost certainly has to do with all these roles she plays.

And it’s mostly young people who are taking issue, young people who didn’t live through the racial context of television in the 1960s and 70s. Which is why Cher wasn’t a target then but is one now.

Later in the thread Vernon said, “What if Cher’s attire brought attention to the native culture and people started to learn about their history and plight which created an understanding and connection.” Someone responded by saying maybe it just reinforced sexual fetishization of Native American women.

Bring attention to something versus fetishizing native women is always something we need to talk about. The Sonny & Cher Comedy Hour in 1973 might have unintentionally done that when two things crisscrossed to perpetuate a problem. Cher in cultural clothes combined with Cher wanting to assert herself sexually. I would argue strenuously that this was always her idea (and her co-conspirator, Bob Mackie) and not the idea of Sonny (who wasn’t all in for it because this was his wife) or the show’s idea (the show censors also fought it). Cher fought for her right to wear Bob Mackie’s clothes. And those clothes always showed off a lot of skin.

But there’s also complications here with representation, because Cher has been a sexy pirate on an album cover, a sexy farm girl on another TV show, a sexy roller-derby girl in promotion. (Growing up in California, this is probably the only organic sexy outfit she could don). These types of women are commonly fetishized as well. And it sounds ridiculous to insist Cher should only be allowed to be a sexy Armenian. And then the Armenians could protest. After all she didn’t grow up in Armenia or even in L.A.’s Little Armenia. Would she need to prove DNA blood quantum or acquire a sort of Armenia tribal card? If you know anything about these things, you know blood quantum and tribal membership are themselves controversial ideas in the American Indian Nation community (see the booklist below).

And then there’s the problem of degree.

In talking with Mr. Cher Scholar, he mentioned the Hollywood pressure to hire actors who are the same gender, ethnicity or sexual orientation as their characters in the productions, as close to the character in casting as possible as to not make anybody in the audience mad. Which has proven to be thorny, too. (Color blind casting is the opposite impulse but that makes essentialists angry, too.)

Taken to the logical conclusion, you wouldn’t be able to play a rape victim if you had never been raped. You wouldn’t be able to play a soldier if you had never been a soldier. Our own personal lanes are so narrow, it would make the art of acting completely moot. The actors whole point is to get into the skin of somebody else.

The same goes for writers. And models. And singers. And artists who pull in techniques from other cultures. And then birth ancestry is just one way to look at your past heritage. Some people believe in other kinds of lineage, like past lives that exist outside of their own family systems.

Then there’s the problem of artistic sympathy and support. Sebastian Barry just published a book from the point-of-view of an American slave. (He is Irish.)  Although not having read this book, I have to say I agree with giving Sebastian Barry the opportunity to write outside of his lane. This is what I had to say last week on Facebook:

Writing is as much about process as it is a business. Writing about people from different backgrounds than your own (or different genders) builds empathy. Or at least attempts to do that. Even when you get the details wrong or screw something up. It’s good for writers and it’s good for their unsympathetic readers.

Although it’s definitely not fair when white writers get more money and better publishing deals when telling stories about people of color or women than minority writers get for similar stories, this is an economic and publishing issue more than a writing issue. Writers should keep trying to involve the full world in their work and not shy away from all the hard things.

We are self-segregating and this is bad. If writers feel they are not allowed to write about a variety of people (or anyone outside of their own narrow lanes of birth) or cook away from their birth culture or play music or wear clothes or whatever it is, people start glamorizing their own groups and they start villainizing all the other groups and racism increases and here we are. If we can’t share culture, we devolve and villainize. We need to keep up the practice of understanding each other and that is what writing is.

For what it’s worth, the Half Breed dress is a drawing ultimately. It is a fiction, an idea of Cher as a vague American tribal warrior more than it is a non-Indian person exploiting a real culturally-imbued regalia used by a prior person from another culture. Again, a matter of degree. Is it the feathers?  What if those feathers are not real feathers? (And who qualifies to own the feathers?) What if you add Hollywood bling to the design? Obviously the dress was not trying to be traditional. It was not trying to pass off as something legitimate. It was trying to allude to a the power of Cher.

But it very well could be said to sexualize female American Indianness in the process of Cher being Cher. And that could have unintended consequences for Native American women who still perform ceremonies in their lives.

But then that is about the headdress and not the other suede shirts and jewelry and headbands Cher also occasionally wore.

I’m just saying it’s complicated. And online warriors (wearing their own illegitimate headdresses of warfare) do not want to partake in the complicated conversation. They have two buckets: good and evil. You’re either one or the other.

And I’m not convinced it’s entirely a politically left/right spread here. Liberals can be ineffectively shrill and clueless in their rule-making un-scalability to be sure but I have worked over the years with quite a few “maliciously compliant” right-wingers who will performatively support a system they don’t believe in at all and do so with such strict compliance in order to make the system or the new rules seem untenable in order to cause those systems to fail and the very act of considering other people’s feelings seem ultimately ridiculous and impossible.

It was one of my current co-workers (also a current practitioner of the ruse above) who alerted me to the phrase “malicious compliance.”  We often have a mix of both of these people in any “correctness crusade.”

But that doesn’t make any of them morally right. It just makes good conversations harder to have.

I don’t think appropriation is comprised of two buckets. It’s complex. Appropriation can be exploitive and too many times has been. It can also be good-faith attempts to understand each other.

Cher’s ethnic appropriations are way larger than her use of male warrior clothing, as Negra’s book meticulously outlines and as any TV variety show historian would point out.

Tim Curry put it very well when talking about The Rocky Horror Picture Show:

“Look beyond the end of your own nose, just briefly. Please.”

1970s television context is this: I’m pretty, pretty sure The Sonny & Cher Comedy Hour was not trying to exploit ethnicities. Until World War II, Sonny (as a Siscilian Italian) and Cher (as a vaguely looking ethnic person) would not have been considered white in America. Cher has her own scary story about United States border patrol trying to refuse her entry back into the country when she was under 10 years old because she looked Mexican and the rest of her family looked so blonde and white. I’m sure Sonny and Cher were sensitive to racism. I’m also pretty sure the writers and producers were trying to show the beauty of other cultures (in American and around the World) as an anecdote to white American television of the 1950s and 1960s. And all through the powerful female vehicle of Cher and her ethnic vagueness.

That I’m a Cher fan makes me immediately suspect in this conversation even though I am not a “carte blanche” fan, to use Anita’s term. Real “carte blance” Cher fans would take umbrage to hearing me being described that way. I’m way to critical for them. I’m not “carte blanche” enough!

Being  a “scholar” of the subject also gives me zero credibility. Just watch me out there pointing out A.I. pictures of Cher on socials. People are committed to their willingness to believe themselves over everybody else.

I’m ultimately more of a fan of fairness and navigating racism in America in productive ways. Rage and cancel culture has only seemed to exacerbate racism for the racists. Therefore, I see it as a failed strategy.

Battle lines being drawn.

Here is Cher singing “For What it’s Worth” (on the cover again wearing a fringe suede top and a bandanna). Cher has spent her whole life being judged as the most and least authentic person in the room from day one. Is she a real hippie? Should she be singing a Buffalo Springfield song in a Muscle Shoals studio? Should those unique musical sounds be coming off a Cher record?

And yet those who have worked with her categorize her as the most authentic person in the room. This further complicates her dynamic.

There are endless circles of being, presentation and ideas about who is allowed to do what, wear what, etc. Cher is a lightning rod for these kinds of culture struggles. And the Internet is full of people making outrage (possibly for their own benefit) to keep those culture struggles in play instead of actually envisioning productive ideas for a collective national future.

Should we keep having the conversations about appropriation? Definitely. Should we read up on other tribal and identity concerns of this American community. 100%. You can “do you own research” and find plenty of online lists on where to start with Native American literature. But here are my current favorites:

  • There, There, the hugely successful novel by Tommy Orange exploring the lives of American Indians in urban cities
  • Birding While Indian, a poignant memoir by Thomas C. Gannon
  • The Only Good Indians, a brilliant horror novel by Stephen Graham Jones
  • The memoirs and poetry by Joy Harjo
  • The novels of Louise Erdrich and Leslie Marmon Silko
  • Experimental poetry by Layli Long Soldier and James Thomas Stevens

The Deep Dive Into the Cher Movie Chastity

Ok so this project has been a few months in the making.

As background: Cher scholar Robrt Pela and I have been reviewing Cher albums via email for fun. We started doing this with the Sonny & Cher album Look at Us in 2014 and we’re not even out of the 1960s yet! Oy.

Recently, we made it up to the soundtrack for the movie Chastity and decided it was time to do a deep dive into the 1969 movie like we did for 1967’s Good Times.

Back in July I created Cher Scholar’s Guide to the movie Chastity. This is a scene-by-scene breakdown of the movie, along with trivia, what to look for and things the movie foreshadows in Cher’s career. There are also break-out sections on the writer and director, the soundtrack, the Phoenix locations, the movie’s press kit, the movie’s themes, the Cher themes it reinforces and an exploration of the movie’s title.

In the afternoons of August 2 and August 15, 2026, Robrt Pela and then I met for an online chat about the movie. Read the conversation about Chastity with Robrt Pela. We even get into a heated but friendly debate about female agency in the film.

I also published here Robrt Pela’s article “The Virtues of Chastity” from Cher Zine 3.

There are lots of surprises in this deep dive including explorations of things the movie does well and the best and worst lines and moments from the film.

One of my favorites: “You gotta have a thing to do a thing.” I have been using this in casual conversations. It’s very versatile for all sorts of situations:

“Can you pass me that thing? Thank you. I need a thing to do a thing.”

“Where is that thing? I can’t find the thing. I need a thing to do a thing.”

 

More from the Cher Films section of Cher Scholar.

 

 

Afrofuturism As It Intersects with Cher

Intro

If been a bit busy working on the Big Bang Poetry side of things (since publishing the big Cher Beauty Book). But over the last few weeks I’ve been having some big music blog brainstorms.

If you had told me a week ago that there was a line that went from Jimi Hendrix through Cher around issues of sci-fi ideology, I would have thought this was a crazy idea.

Cher did sing “Hey Joe” on her 1967 album With Love, Cher.  Here’s a Japanese single cover. By the way, this summer when my sister-in-law Kumi was in my Cher She-Shed, she seemed excited about the Japanese album versions of Cher music.

But anyway, I didn’t have the With Love album until I was in high school but I did have several compilation albums that included the song, including Superpak Vol II and The Golden Hits of Cher, an orange-covered comp strangely half-full of songs that were not hits (including this song, which only made it to 94 on Billboard’s Hot 100).

This was the first single for the Jimi Hendrix Experience in 1966. There was also a Byrds version that year, a version possibly closer to the consciousness of Sonny at the time.

I had brothers in my house who were tortured by these Cher covers (and only knew the Hendrix version) and they each, in their own ways, tried to rectify this dreadful situation by forcing me to listen to the originals.

This reminds me of a Boston concert I attended a few years ago with my ex-sister-in-law Maureen  and while we were waiting for the show to start we both had the same memory at the same time. Whenever we were driving around in the car with my brother he would always play 1960s/70s rock stations and he would test you on the first few notes of every song. If you didn’t guess the song correctly you would get a punch in the arm. It sounds aggro but we an older-brother punch in the arm was sometimes quite funny. His own daughter even confirmed he carried on the same tradition with her. It surely caused me to identify songs quicker but I never missed the Jimi Hendrix songs, especially “Hey Joe” because I already knew it.

Cher’s version was kind of funky and dangerous…for Cher anyway. I liked the way her voice wavered and faltered in the song. By 1967 Cher was singing better too. And Sonny did a good job making that bass sound menacing in the production.

Anyway, a few weeks ago my friend Jen recommended I watch Questlove’s Earth, Wind & Fire documentary on HBO (Earth, Wind & Fire (To Be Celestial vs. That’s the Weight of the World). I was late to enjoying Earth Wind & Fire myself (another ampersand act), only getting into their Greatest Hits in college, and was surprised to learn about Maurice White’s whole layer of space-quest spirituality. (Although those album covers should have been a clue. Journey covers had  silly space covers too and it just seemed like a ridiculous turn-of-the-decade thing bands did as a nod to modernity and I never gave it another thought.)

But the documentary immediately reminded me of the Wayne Shorter documentary Jen also suggested I watch years ago (Wayne Shorter: Zero Gravity) and that documentary was also “spacy” and full of his fairy figurine collection and multiverses. This all then coincided with an Ann Powers book I was reading about the history of pop music through the lens of America’s evolving sexual customs and values (Good Booty: Love and Sex, Black and White, Body and Soul in American Music). Among other things, Powers explained Hendrix’s interest in sci-fi interest and “alien” experiments with studio technology.

I told Jen about all these things floating around in my head and because she is a legit music person she said: “Afrofuturism.”

And with that word my head exploded. Because also at the end of the Ann Powers book was about three pages on AutoTune (correct spelling according to its manufacturer) and its use in Rap and Hip Hop. And I thought what is auto-tune if not the sound of a cyborg machine-man? (Power’s last chapter was even called “Hungry Cyborg.”)

But let’s start with Afrofuturism in general. The term was coined in 1992 by Mark Dery to retrospectively describe writers like Octavia E. Butler, Samuel Delany and Ishmael Reed and musicians like Sun Ra, Parliament-Funkadelic, Grace Jones, OutKast, Erykah Badu and Janelle Monae. Alondra Nelson was also a pioneering scholar.

Sun Ra

I learned about Afrofuturism from this Carnegie Hall history written by Tony Bolden from The University of Kansas. Bolden explains Afrofuturism as basically about flight and freedom, the oppressed class using technology to escape earthly historical traumas and systemic racism, ideas which go back all the way to the African American spiritual “Swing Low, Sweet Chariot.” Which is pretty amazing. And that song also highlights the important spiritual thread in Afrofuturism. It’s about “cosmic literation” and the possibilities of another world, technologies and “a prosthetically enhanced future.”  The futuristic impulse itself is liberating. But there’s another angle in Afrofuturism which is alienation (the lost traveler, the expelled extraterrestrial).

Musically, this consistently involved electronic sounds like synthesizers and lyrically conceptual ideas around life beyond this flawed Earth. So there are futuristic sounds (electronics), lyrics and imagery (those Earth Wind & Fire album covers).

The holy spirit angle often involved the angelic (Ann Powers even describes the use of AutoTune in the song “Believe” as turning Cher into an angelic cyborg), but also as in the fact that music itself is  a powerful spiritual force, often trance-inducing.

Bolden starts of in the 1940s with artist Sun Ra who called musicians “musical astronauts.” Like Earth Wind & Fire (named after Maurice White’s astrology chart, by the way), Sun Ra looks both back to Egypt and forward to space travel and he was considered a pioneer with electronic instruments like the electronic piano, synthesizer, clavioline [electric keyboard] and celeste [a keyboard percussion instrument]. Sun Ra’s song and album titles are also full of terms having to do with flight and space.

My friend Jen recommended “Love in Outer Space” as a place to start.

Ann Powers on Joplin, Morrison and Hendrix

As a quick but interesting aside: in her book Good Booty (2017) Ann Powers talks about how Janis Joplin, Jim Morrison and Jimi Hendrix were all disappointed when they died…which is not necessarily why they died…but because their individual intellectual-music projects had failed. (By the way, this artwork is available on Etsy.)

Powers says “like the classic blues queens she emulated, [Janis] Joplin demanded that her audience recognize the costs of the libertine stance she took….Joplin’s [allure] was tied up in appetite…was central to her eroticism, which was a categorically transcendent as was Hendrix’s but aggressive and enveloping where his was elusive and ego-dissolving…She…screamed away the social hierarchies that demanded women be deferential and self-contained using not only noise but ribald humor and an embrace of ugliness that employed nuance to make it seductive, even beautiful.” Powers then describes the compromised and conflicted identity of a female musician becoming “one of the guys.”

“Eventually Joplin’s pep became a trap very similar to the one Hendrix felt stifling him.” [pg 181-187]

Jim Morrison, Powers says, “wanted to be love’s terrorist, but he looked, moved and sounded like a teen idol.” Powers mentions his lifelong desire to be seen as a serious writer but that ultimately his writing and pontifications were considered clownish by the popular press, even the rock press critic Ellen Sander calling Morrison the “Mickey Mouse de Sade.” But perhaps even more sadly Powers says Morrison began to see his own attempts at sexual revolution as failed (especially after being arrested in Miami for a somewhat performative lewdness). “Morrison himself seemed to have realized that the sloppiness of his action rendered it ineffective.” [pg 187-196]

Jimi Hendrix saw racism at both ends: “accused of being a ‘psychedelic Uncle Tom’ by a black audience that (at the time and from his point of view) refused to support him and then suffering integration issues and being called “Super Spade” and other “minstrelsy-level nicknames” by white fans.

Powers quotes historian Lauren Onkey in saying “he had come to realize that the hybridity of his act wasn’t communicating what he wanted it to either to counterculture or mainstream audiences…Near the end of his life Hendrix’s performances became strangely lackluster. Realizing that his audience was having trouble identifying with his polymorphous vision of lust and satiation as an aspect of a larger spiritual evolution—a very science-fiction scenario reflecting Hendrix’s immersion in that genre—he retreated more and more into his Electric Lady Studios.” [pg 172-181]

Ann Powers calls these three 1960s icons “the ultimate threesome…generational spokespeople…united by an aura of erotic challenge that few of their peers could match. They incarnated both the promise and the oppressive disappointments of the time.”

She says, “their performances…made clear how the confines of the sexual convention persisted and pushed countercultural adventurers back into positions not that different from the ones they’d run from or rebelled against.”

Their revolutions remained incomplete. “The arcs of their musical careers were tragedies not defined by the chemical misadventures that took their lives, but by the rage each was expressing by their final months, a frustration reflective of the darkening realizations among many Americans that the promise of a sensual utopia was being smothered in the quagmires of racial and gender inequality….that fury each [artist] expressed at being pushed back into the confines of conventional self-expression…Hendrix’s awareness that in order to even begin to communicate eroticism in a new way, he had to still offer up the old ones, which were ultimately degrading. Joplin expressed this conundrum, too.” [pg 169-172]

More Jimi Hendrix

According to Tony Bolden, Hendrix was “a pivotal figure in the history of Afrofuturism in music” and that he was both influenced by and (eventually) influenced other jazz, rap and hip-hop artists. His “affinity for science fiction dovetailed with jazz giants’ themes and techniques.”

He highlights the song “Third Stone from the Sun” about an extraterrestrial astronaut…using “feedback to improvise a plausible, sonic representation of an alien’s voice in the midst of traveling through space” and how the extraterrestrial eventually “questions whether humans are truly an intelligent lifeform. “Jimi Hendrix also, Bolden says, “demonstrated that it was possible to foreground Afrofuturist sensibilities with imaginative lyrics.”

According to Google’s A.I. research, Hendrix was an early pioneer of Afrofuturism and he blended black traditions with futuristic imagery (“planets and celestial travel”) and advanced studio technology (“otherworldly guitar effects…distortion pedals and multi-track recording”) to explore the Black identity with “outer space and alternate dimensions,” claiming science fiction and futurism for black artists.

Apparently his contributions to Afrofuturism are recognized by the National Museum of African American History and Culture and he is understood to be an Afrofuturist and a studio technology innovator.

Google’s backup articles on Jimi Hendrix include:

Wayne Shorter: Zero Gravity

Jazz artist Wayne Shorter is never included (as far as I can see) in the Afrofuturist lists or timelines but his documentary was full of fairies, multiverses and extra-human superheroes and according to Google A.I. research, he too had a fascination with multiverses and “cosmic philosophy.”

His speculative narratives “of transcendence and liberation from human limitations is a foundational pillar of Afrofuturist thought….The ultimate expression of Shorter’s Afrofuturism arrived in his 2018 triple album, Emanon” and the “physical box set includes a 120-page sci-fi graphic novel penned by Shorter and Monica Sly, with art by Randy DuBurke. It follows a rogue, multi-dimensional superhero named Emanon who travels across the multiverse to fight oppression and stagnation with the power of sound.”

“During the 1970s, Shorter co-founded the pioneering fusion band Weather Report [which] used newly invented synthesizers and electronic soundscapes to project Black music into a high-tech, cosmic future. This era of jazz fusion is widely studied as a golden age of Afrofuturist sonic experimentation.”

Google’s backup articles on Wayne Shorter include:

Earth Wind & Fire, To Be Celestial vs. That’s the Weight of the World

So there’s those futuristic ideas behind the lyrics, their live outfits and the album covers.

From Google A.I. Research:

“Earth, Wind & Fire pioneered Afrofuturism by fusing ancient African and Egyptian mysticism with cosmic, futuristic imagery. Led by Maurice White, the band used otherworldly stage shows, spiritual jazz, and iconic sci-fi artwork to project a powerful, liberated vision of Black identity and universal harmony.”

 

Tony Bolden (in his Carnegie Hall history) goes on to trace Afrofuturism through artists like Betty Davis, Chaka Khan, George Clinton (all who “expressed admiration for Jimi Hendrix”), Nona Hendryx’s writing for LaBelle, and Earth Wind and Fire.

Bolden says these funk artists “paved new ground in American musical history” with “theatrical elements” and visuals like P-Funk’s big mothership prop and Earth Wind & Fire theatrics, [as big, if not bigger than modern day diva shows], and “glam-rock outfits with space-travel imagery” in order to suggest taking “marginalized people…[and] fly them to outer space.”  Clinton was Dr. Funkenstein with a “space bass” and shows included characters like the Star Child and concepts like the Holy Funk.

Bolden continues the Neo-Funk Afrofuturists like Erykah Badu (and her “wombiverse”), OutKast, Janelle Monae…all who explore ideas of alienation and diaspora with electronic sounds. Janelle Monae says, “we believe songs are spaceships.” Bolden talks about Clinton’s use of Star Trek, Monae’s use of the movie Metropolis, her use of uniforms and androids, her album titles, including The Electric Lady, her prescient A.I. predictions (that have come to pass, by the way), her liner-note sci-fi short stories, her forward and backward-looking dance moves (her version of the moonwalk) and the idea of cybersoul.

The Intersection of Cher and her African American Audience

So now we get back to Cher. By the way, while researching this I learned more about Barry Manilow’s African American fanbase. He does have one; just search “FaniBro.”

Anyway, Cher has developed a powerful and unequivocal African American fanbase that has grown since her use of AutoTune and I just can’t help but think this is not just about AutoTune. I mean let’s be honest: so what that a white woman uses a studio tool. Someone invented record sampling too (French composer  Pierre Schaeffer) but do we see black artists calling him out for respect?

Even before dating record producer Alexander Edwards, Cher has had friendships in the black community, supporting artists like director Ava DuVernay, appearing in ads with music artists like Future and Saweetie and supporting fashion designers Stephen Burrows (from the 1970s) to Olivier Rousteing (2023). She’s had a long recording history with Harold Battiste and Sonny and Cher had working relationships and friendships with Sam Cooke and Little Richard. She’s was also a big fan of Stevie Wonder (at a crucial time when she was finding personal emancipation through music after leaving Sonny) and her friendship and admiration for Diana Ross. Sonny & Cher also included many black artists on their television shows back in the 1970s. She has also recorded credibly in the genres of gospel, funk, soul and R&B without sounding either performatively black or making her covers sound cartoonishly white.

However, she’s made plenty of her own mistakes with visual appropriation (the afro wigs come to mind), her big Grammy gaffe in 2026 and her controversial George Floyd tweet of 2021 when she was accused of having a “white savior complex.”

What is interesting to me about those incidents is how often her African American friends and fans will either defend her or refrain from piling on to criticize her. More on that later.

AutoTune by Ann Powers

In her book Good Booty Powers spends about 4 pages talking about AutoTune not in regards to Cher but in explaining its use in Rap and Hip Hop. But she never once uses the term Afrofuturism.

She begins her last chapter, “Hungry Cyborgs,” talking about the perils of Internet life: “the insecurity of online information, which could make people victims of crimes, ranging from online stalking to identity theft…the risk-inducing pressure …[of] online personas.”  Powers quotes Andy Clark’s ideas of “the soft self” or “collaborated selves,” a mix of online and offline identities which seem both unstable and insecure, ever more fragile and vulnerable.

She only references Cher in only one sentence. As if to say, “yeah Cher started all this.”

This is indicative of white critical responses to Cher (even among feminists like Powers who fail to see how empowerment tools in use for marginalized black artists might also track to marginalized female artists).

And it’s remarkably different to see how black musicians respond to Cher since Kayne West walked up to her at the Met Gala in 2015 to give her those first AutoTune kudos. But those kudos have continued right up to the 2024 Rock and Roll Hall of Fame induction when Chuck D. of Public Enemy stated, “I know a lotta rappers gotta thank Cher, right? We gotta thank Cher”.

There’s much more reverence and respect. Like 100% to none, I would say. And it reflects the cultural differences and respective points of view. The black music world is inclusive of Cher in ways the white music world is not. And this hasn’t always been the case.

I have a few ideas about this but one is that AutoTune is another effective tool in Afrofuturism.

Ann Powers, in any case, starts her exploration of AutoTune with artist T-Pain and his “creation of giddy confusion between the flesh and mechanics, calculation and emotion… he was the soft self, celebrating.”

She mentions other artists who have effectively used the tool: Lil Wayne, Snoop Dog and Kayne West. Powers says some artists “employed auto-tune to communicate vulnerability.” She says Kayne West used it to talk about the death of his mother (who died during plastic surgery, actually) and that West could achieve “emotional nakedness…only wearing the costume of auto-tune.”

Powers talks about how the rise of AutoTune in Rap and Hip Hop also coincided with the rise of raunch culture (the pornification of female artists intended to be read as empowerment)…and the idea that romance itself was “just a form or artifice.” And that both raunch and AutoTune “presupposed that a certain basic inauthenticity was at the heart of human self-expression. Everything was a performance, even within our most intimate experiences with voice and flesh and the human heart.”

I find it fascinating that marginalized artists (in all kinds of art) seem to gravitate to tools of inauthenticity and primarily white/male artists gravitate to ideas of authenticity.  And I think it’s always a good exercise to think about why this might be the case.

Powers notes that T-Pain’s voice “twisted by machines, yet somehow wrung out more thoroughly by the manipulation—the computerized elements reshape and heighten emotion in these sounds, rather than deadening it.” And this is the big irony of the tool.

And she compares the blended identities as described earlier in her chapter as being also true for music, which [let’s face it, from the beginning of recorded time] has always been a blend of human and electronic elements. AutoTune, Powers says, challenges “old ideas about pure experience.”  [pg 316, 329-333]

Last week I also read an essay by Simone White on the Trap and Drill forms of Rap (from the book This Woman’s Work, edited by Sinead Gleeson and Kim Gordon (pg 216). I still don’t fully understand the definitions but White talks about the use made by the Roland TR-808 Rhythm Composer drum machine and how many dance artists didn’t like it because it sounded fake. White talks about the “sonic accident combined with a typical capitalist reversal wherein a cheap product is repurposed in an unanticipated (black) market.” And she notes its use by Future, Drake and Rhianna.

So mis-using studio tools isn’t limited to AutoTune and they both can be considered a capitalist reversal of a product repurposed against the intentions of a capitalist market.

Anyway, it was then that I searched Google A.I. for “Afrofuturism and autotune.”

The intersection of Afrofuturism and Auto-Tune

“Black artists repurpose digital technology to explore liberation, alienation, and post-human identities. Afrofuturist musicians exploit its extreme settings to intentionally sound robotic, metallic, and “alien,” turning a studio utility into a transformative creative instrument. Afrofuturism merges science fiction, technology, and African diasporic histories to imagine liberated futures. Auto-Tune fits perfectly into this framework…”

(Even A.I. is misspelling it.)

Concepts that overlap according to Google A.I.: the black cyborg (which taps into slavery histories of forced labor, being treated as biological machines, having bodies coded as less than human or less than white), robotic sounds re-envision the old narrative from exploited people into “self-engineered cyborgs.”

“The “zero-onset” retune speed of Auto-Tune detaches the human voice from a fixed geographic or racial category, evoking an extraterrestrial displacement.”

And “just as early hip-hop pioneers repurposed vinyl turntables and analog samplers to create entirely new genres, modern Black vocalists take Auto-Tune and push it past its intended limits to invent a new vocal architecture.”

There was even a table A.I. provided of the Afrofuturist/Technology Evolution that explored the Era, the Pioneers, the “Creative Use of Technology,” and the “Afrofuturist Themes:”

The Proto-Futurists (1970s–1980s)
Where Sun Ra, George Clinton (P-Funk), Zapp & Roger used talkboxes, vocoders, and synthesizers to explore “leaving Earth on the Mothership and  transcending the limits of the human body.”

The Blueprint Era (2000s)
Where T-Pain, Kanye West used “hard-tuned digital melismas; raw emotional tracking through a digital filter (808s & Heartbreak)” to explore “digital alienation, masking trauma and vulnerability behind a flawless, glossy technological armor.”

The Trap & Sci-Fi Wave (2010s–Present)
Where Future, Travis Scott, Janelle Monáe, Lil Uzi Vert used “heavy vocal layering, codeine-slurred distortion, and cybernetic textures” to explore “hyper-futurism, android consciousness, existential isolation, and psychedelic space travel.”

The A.I. essay ended with “critics frequently dismiss Auto-Tune as a ’crutch’ that masks a lack of raw talent. However, within the realm of Afrofuturism, this critique is subverted…the goal is to celebrate the artificial. By intentionally showing the seams of the digital processor, artists challenge the Western ideal of a ‘pure’ or ‘soulful’ acoustic voice, proving that technology can feel deeply human, vulnerable, and liberatory.”

Google’s references lists of articles:

For Afrofuturism:

For AutoTune:

But here’s the interesting (and eerie) thing: none of the Afrofuturism articles above mention AutoTune and none of the AutoTune articles above mention Afrofuturism. This is all AI synthesis of who knows what.

*Shudder*

I actually could not find an article online that referenced both Afrofuturism and AutoTune. But I did find these interesting articles:

The Inherent Afrofuturism of Sampling

13 Innovative Uses of Auto-Tune Among Hip Hop Acts

I sometimes wonder wonder if Cher’s fan-base exists in the black community not just because she started autotune officially but because she didn’t back down from it once the mostly-white/male rock community disparaged its existence and continued usage, focusing their ire primarily on Cher when they did.

 

It’s time to point out that some complicated things are going on in the very Earthly Cher world, unresolved situations with her son Elijah (and his seemingly very opportunistic ex-wife) that involve his continued confinement in a mental health facility and the rumor of his alleged teen daughter (the step-granddaughter of singer/actress Julie Andrews no less) that it seems perfectly understandable that her memoir (part 2) has been postponed multiple times now and a new album has not yet come to be. These may be new things Cher may decide she no longer has the time or energy to finish.

But if she ever does return to music, there are futuristic possibilities, concepts and music collaborations that would very naturally interact with her current plastic, cyborg, larger-than-life persona.

Full-disclosure: I am not a sci-fi fan. I have always preferred the very earthy world of fantasy, with its map-land creatures seeing two breakfasts and traveling along endless dirt roads and then camping in forests or some quaintly dangerous roadside Inn.

But if there were ever to be a sci-fi/cyborg Cher album, I would enthusiastically buy that.

The Cher Beauty Book

So the reason I was more excited about the Cher Garnier commercial Q&A a few weeks ago, more so than for the actual Garnier Diamond Sleek commercial, was because I was in the middle of compiling decades of Cher beauty advice for a new Beauty section on Cher Scholar.

I love the cult around skin care, hair care and cosmetics (a distant third because I have no understanding of color theory, highlighting, shadowing or art sense).

I love those things for the same reason I love feeling my bare feet on the earth, the sound of my shoes crunching on the dirt, the sounds and sensations of ceramic classes, the whole tactile event of getting a facial, the lotions and the potions, the breathing in of the steam, the ASMR of the mortal and pestle (for estheticians who still do that…everything is so “non-invasive treatment” these days).

I just LOVE IT. And combine those things with Cher and I’m just losing my mind.

The last few years of expanding Cher Scholar has been so much fun: documenting all the variety shows and specials, cataloguing over 400 TV appearances and counting, getting my head around the Cher doll outfits and collections and all of last year’s food experiments.

To be honest, I was a better cook last year than when I tried to make the Cooking For Cher recipes decades ago. But I’m still not using the big chopping knife because that’s still scary: “Chrissy! Bring me the big knife!”

Anyway, compiling this Beauty Book was just super, super fun.

As a tween, I loved the 1980s celebrity beauty guru books and read as many as I could find. At the end of last year I paused after revisiting a few recipes in Cher’s book Forever Fit to re-read and review these old gems on Substack:

  1. Christie Brinkley’s books
  2. Raquel Welch
  3. Victoria Principal’s books
  4. Cheryl Tiegs
  5. Miss Piggy
  6. Michelle Obama

So here it is, The Cher Beauty Book, with online chapters covering all the same things found in those Christie Brinkley and Victoria Principal books, but as told by Cher and her entourage of experts.

I hope you find it fun, too.

The Kenny Ortega Connection

When I was working at ICANN years ago (my second of three consulting stints so far), I worked with a different Web Content team that consisted of a coworker who knew a lot about the local L.A. music scene (I think his uncle was a studio musician or something) and by this time I had moved from L.A. to Santa Fe, New Mexico (Mr. Cher Scholar wanted to get a degree related to archaeology) and I would connect with the ICANN team via Skype (which we don’t use anymore but which was the chat tool back then) and this coworker thought it was very funny that I was such a big Cher fan and so would always play Seven Degrees of Kevin Bacon with me except it was Three Degrees of Cher.  He would throw out a musician or TV star and I would try to step that person back to Cher in three degrees or people, a challenge I was pretty good at because Cher has covered so many songwriters and has worked with so many people.

And I have to say that until I did a piece on My Top 1980s Music Videos on another blog, I never would have connected Billy Squier to Cher. When I did the video piece, I decided to exclude mentioning who the video directors were. I did this because what 15-year old girl in the 80s gave a whit about the video directors. In fact, when MTV started listing video directors in the lower left-hand corner, we thought that was pretty pretentious. And not because we didn’t consider music videos worthy of film credits, but the director line seemed grandiose, like so stereotypically director-ly. I say that but we did talk at great length about how Diane Keaton directed that Belinda Carlisle video and how surprisingly boring that one ended up being.

In any case, I was previously making an impassioned defense of the “Rock Me Tonight” video by Billy Squier which famously (and also simultaneously unknown to me) ignited a homophobic response that severed a rock star’s career. And as I was researching the video for the Top 80s Videos article, I learned who directed it: Kenny Ortega. And this is significant to me for many reasons.

Most of all because Kenny Ortega is gay. So the fact that the “Rock Me Tonight” video was accused of being “too gay” becomes more egregiously heartbreaking, as if the director’s gayness tainted the video. Definitely a thought homophobes recurringly have. Someone could do a whole essay now on this video and how it fits into the idea of Queer Readings, either incorrectly or by reading enthusiasm, sensuality and pastel shirts as “gay.” Which could lead to another essay about the oppressions and narrow-sightedness of a national culture in the mid-80s.

So then I read more about Ortega’s full career trajectory and how it started back with the band The Tubes and 10 years working as their choreographer.

Then in 1978, the Tubes appeared on Cher’s TV special which connected Cher with Kenny Ortega.

Then Cher asked Ortega to choreograph the Cher concert I love the most, Celebration at Caesars.

Cher was dating Gene Simmons at the time and then KISS used Ortega for their Dynasty tour in 1979. After that Ortega was one of the movie Xanadu’s choreographers and he worked on several John Hughes films. He also choreographed or directed other tours for Miley Cyrus, Olivia Newton-John and many shows for Michael Jackson. In fact, the best way to see Ortega behind the scenes would be to watch the This Is It documentary with Ortega working with Michael Jackson as they were assembling that tour which ultimately got cancelled due to Jackson’s accidental death. He’s also choreographed a SuperBowl, an Academy Awards and two Olympics, as well as directed a few movies that have become cult favorites.

By the way, I just finished the new Olivia Newton-John biography A Little More Love by Matthew Hild and there were many, many cross-over names with the Cher-o-sphere, including MCA Records, Warren Hamm, Billy Sammeth, Roger Davies, Kenny Ortega, Nick Vanoff, Gavin de Becker, John Kalodner and the Miles Copeland songwriters retreat. (By the way, the book illustrated how ONJ was ahead of the curve in supporting LGBTQ+ and medicinal marijuana.)

And while Ortega was working on all those tours, he choregraphed Madonna’s “Material Girl” and directed The Tubes video “She’s a Beauty” which was also on my Top 80s Videos list!

So there’s a straight line here. And at least I’m consistent, however innocently.

New Cher Garnier Ad

Garnier Diamond Sleek, or Garnier Fructis Diamond Sleek Shine-Coat Smoothing Spray (long name), is a “heat-activated anti-frizz and heat protectant spray.” Cher’s commercial for it  with  Xochitl Gomez came out on 4 June 2026.

Compared to the Uber Eats commercial, this one is meh. There are too many scenes and the scenes are too long. The art of editing was where the Uber Eats was brilliant.

Xochitl is good in the stiffly-written commercial and I actually liked her mussy self, where the ad opens. She’s a skateboarder. Cool. She comes across a poorly-designed Cher concert flyer. She’s wearing a retro Cher tshirt from the Farewell Tour era. Nice. (Cher fans are getting old. Not nice.

She goes into a posh salon? Bar? Club? She has hair too frizzy for such an upscale place. (Bad, I guess.) The instrumental parts of Cher’s song “All or Nothing” are playing. Cher is sitting at the bar wearing copious amounts of diamond-encrusted underthings and a white jacket.

Sone strange cataclysmic event occurs but it’s brief and confusing. There’s a cut to Xochitl peering around a wall. (Why doesn’t Cher just appear where Xochitl was previously?) Cher surprises Xochitl from behind. It’s just kind of an awkward and pedestrian Cher reveal.

Cher launches right into saying Xochitl is “an uncut gem” and all she needs is polish. It would have been better if Xochitl asked for help but this is Cher so don’t look a gift horse in the mouth. But maybe Xochitl’s got a look. A disheveled look but, you know, maybe she runs with a disheveled crew. Skateboarders and all. Okay, let’s assume she has a glam side too. I can related to this but the commercial (or “film” as Garnier calls it pretentiously) is a bit cryptically written. (Again, Uber Eats…doing a lot in a little time). Cher says Xochitl is a mess but “I’m here to help you.”

Now the idea of Cher as a Makeover Fairy is really, really good. For Cher. For all of us. This is like the wet dream of both gay Cher fans and hetero female fans. In fact, maybe we are all subconsciously shabby because we secretly yearn for a spa mother. But I mean, Cher can’t be everywhere a shabby Cher fan exists. Listen, I’ve been to some of the Cher conventions. There’s just too many of a motley bunch.  No offense to my Cher friends. I get it. I haven’t even brushed my hair yet today and it’s already 10 am. And I can’t honestly remember if I brushed it yesterday. But I love beauty products and beauty talk and I still have dreams of a West Hollywood/New Beverly Cinema, good-lookin Cher convention.

Anyway, Xochitl finds a treasure chest (and can I say we still don’t know where the hell we are?) She opens in and sees a bottle of Garnier’s Diamond Sleek spray on a bed of cartoonish-looking diamonds. Cher knows they’re not real by Xochitl gets distracted by the diamonds and wonders if this is the gift. This is an attempt at humor here but it’s not a good look for Garnier because it makes their product look overlookable.

Cher has to correct Xochitl and tell her it’s the bottle that’s the treasure. Xochitl immediately knows what it is and says, “I need to find a mirror.” Cher says, restroom. Inexplicably, we need to go to another location. This is all pointless action and dialogue because why didn’t we just set the whole thing in a restroom and then we wouldn’t have to waste time giving directions.

Xochitl goes into like the most poshest restroom you’ve ever seen, where women are just milling and there’s a curtain of diamond-esque beads hanging. Cher advises Xochitl to “become the diamond.” I don’t…know…what that means. Xochitl says “I don’t know what that means.”

And then Cher says, “When you shine, the whole world is possible” which is actually a good tag line and good beauty advice. But we had to work really, really hard to get there.

Then we spend too many seconds watching Xochitl blow dry her hair. Cher then appears and makes reference to Xochitl’s t-shirt and says, “I love the t-shirt but I’m not crazy about the girl.” And this is confusing because Cher is, I’m 100% sure, talking about herself here (this is self-deprecation) but it can also be interpreted as Cher saying I like your t-shirt, Xochitl, but not the girl wearing it. Because that’s the way I first heard it (and I know better). The language just leaves it kind of open to who “the girl” is. And this is not after an over-analyzing it, this was my first shocking reaction, which is all a commercial allows. And Cher kind of delivers it without much oomph.

This is a farewell-era shirt and I’m not sure if it’s official merch or a bootleg. The official merch had the Living Proof album cover on it. This might have been legit. That was over 20 years ago. Whatever it is, it’s vintage.

Cher waves her arm. Can’t Cher get a wand or a prop? But then again, maybe Cher is the wand. And before Cher is even finished waving (sloppy), Xochitl gets a full makeover. Cher surprises herself, “that actually worked.” Xochitl walks back through this mysterious place full of radiance and confidence.

Cher tells us, “Now it’s your time to shine.” From your lips to God’s ears, Cher. Another great tag line. Credits roll. At then end Cher says, “that was fun.” And makeovers are fun. But there was too much business and not enough makeover in this.

Couldn’t this have taken place in a beauty salon?  Xochitl’s bedroom before a big night out? Even at a skateboard park. I’m thinking the ad was fun to make at this location but it says more about the ad’s creators than its potential audience. It’s basically setting the product in a location most Garnier-buyers will never visit. This is often the disconnect between Cher goods and Cher fans, a tax-bracket gap. On the other hand, Uber Eats, Equal, even Vic Tanny (those gym memberships can be pricey) tapped into Cher’s core base.

I’m not a typical Cher fan. I bought the perfumes and the Cher-designed scarf, all the Burlesque MAC merch and the knock-off Versace tshirt (i’m not “rich as Roosevelt,” as Rose Castorini says in Moonstruck) but I remember the days when I couldn’t afford to buy anything in the Sanctuary catalog and couldn’t hop on board to the Acquasentials monthly skin care club.

Besides, luxury-scale is becoming a bubble. Fortunately, this product is only $7-8 dollars so we can all try it.

This is a great shot (right) and can’t this just be the print ad and we forget all about the commercial?

Cher likes to appear in ads with young people. There’s a mutual benefit here: they get some Icon-dust sparkled on them and Cher gets some youth-cred sprinkled back on her. But we’re developing quite a roster of hip young commercial costars again (also why the Uber Eats was so refreshing…and food, the food). But the formula must be working because we’re all still here.

But I kind of miss context around Cher, like her contemporaries. Even her movie co-stars. A commercial with Meryl Streep or well, I guess a lot of them are no longer with us (or working).

But these ads with young kids always feels like time travel to me. Like the ad becomes about closing the age gap. Maybe Cher needs no co-star.

So the ahem “film” left a lot to be desired. But that’s okay because the other assets are good. Cher did a Q&A at launch that was much more adorably Cher-like.

Here are the questions and answers I’ve transcribed, so thrilled was I about this beauty blast of information:

  1. Your sleek, straight hair has been part of your signature look for decades – what does it represent for you personally?
    Cher: I don’t know. It’s always what I’ve felt. You know my mom had long hair. My sister had long hair. My mom used to threaten to cut my hair [chuckle] if I was bad. It’s kinda crazy.
  2. At what point did your hair stop being hair and more like a cultural icon?
    Cher: You know I didn’t plan it that way. I just had it long. it’s just what I feel, how I feel. You know, it’s how I feel.
  3. What’s a beauty rule you completely ignore?
    Cher: Almost everything. I just don’t believe in rules. I just don’t. It’s like I don’t want it, you know. Tell someone else.
  4. What is the secret to Cher hair?
    Cher: I blow dry it upside down. My mother did the same thing.
  5. You had so many iconic hair looks. Which was your all-time favorite?
    Cher: My own, you know. Just my own plain.
  6. What’s something most people don’t know about you?
    Cher: Oh. I’m shy. [Nods.] Yeah.
  7. Down and sleek or bouncy blow-out?
    Cher: Both
  8. Red carpet or after-party?
    Cher: They’re the same.
  9. Full glam or natural look?
    Cher: Aw no! Both. They’re both. These questions are all both!
  10. Diamonds or leather.
    Cher: Oh leather.
  11. Bangs or never again?
    Cher: Always fabulous. Just depends on how you feel.
  12. Cappuccino or champagne?
    Cher: I don’t like either one.
  13. Night in or night out?
    Cher: It depends on who I’m with.
  14. Do blondes or brunettes have more fun?
    Cher: I don’t know! You’re asking me all these questions and all I think of is both. They’re both. It doesn’t make any difference. It’s how you feel.
  15. Neutrals or bold colors?
    Cher: I like the look of what it is. I don’t like color or I mean I don’t like bright colors but it’s the way it feels, the way it looks, like if you feel great in it. That’s the only thing that matters. Like, do you feel great in it?

Beauty Packaging article – This is mostly advertising copy around the campaign:

“Garnier is ushering in a bold new era of sleek hair” (is it that new, though?)  “The campaign features a short film….bridging timeless glamour” [Cher] “with modern self-expression” [skateboarding Xochitl ?]….[bringing] “the iconic ‘Cher Hair’ look to an entirely new generation…” The US Brand President says the product was “built on the belief” of “mirror-like shine” and that “pairing Cher with Xochitl Gomez through Dave Meyers’ lens isn’t just a campaign; it’s a statement. ‘Cher Hair’ has captivated the world for decades. Now we’re handing everyone the secret. No barriers. No gatekeeping. Just transformative beauty…”

Oy vay.

There was a VIP evening celebration “honoring transformation, confidence and iconic beauty” and Garnier is also joining with Cherlato for a special “limited-edition” flavor and a hair pop-up bar in Los Angeles with product samplings, styling stations and touch-ups, “interactive content creation opportunities.”

People Magazine article – This is much better, just a conversation with Cher about her mother’s core hair values, her favorite hair clips and trying “to stay myself.” Cher also talks about wigs, the times when your hair gets in the way, and how she couldn’t Scrunchie to “save her ass.” (Is this aesthetically or functionally?) She says she’s used the product and “it works.”

Cher Is 80! (and Magazines Celebrating Cher)

So Cher turned 80 on 20 May and I did not have a post ready. I was working on a big poetry project and a friend asked me what I was doing for Cher’s big birthday (a few people asked me actually). And I was like…err.  Was I supposed to do something? Should I have prepared something early? I did not do this. Million reasons but there it is.

But it’s not that I wasn’t thinking about the milestone and, to be honest, it is quite a big deal. At every milestone year I can’t help but think about how lucky we are, as Cher fans, to still be enjoying Cher stuff after all this time. Especially us older fans who got on board in the 1960s and 1970s. But when you think about it, even the 1980s fans are now old-time fans now. It’s crazy these decades that keep flying by.

But also just for Cher, as an entertainer, to not have succumbed to all the pitfalls of show business: from short-lived fame (despite all the critics who predicted this) to all the health issues she has or could have had and all the mind-f**ks of of fame. It is an extraordinary thing. And just to live 80 years. To be one of the humans who can get there….is a lucky thing.

And another point I want to make: when male celebrities cross these milestones, nobody seems to notice or make such a big deal about it. Is this because women are not supposed to last this long? Old women should be disposable after 40, 50, 60, 70? Whenever their sex appeal starts to diminish out there on the market? So Cher being treated like a sexy 80 year old is a good thing for all of us.

It was originally my intention to make my next Cher blog post about exclusive, collector’s Cher magazines through the years; and this seems to fit nicely with an 80th birthday post. Because People Magazine just issued another collector’s exclusive Cher magazine and because these magazines are a great retrospective of Cher through the years,  each magazine in its unique way.

Let’s get started on the features of each one and if re-issues are really identical magazines or what the differences are.

(If I’m missing any U.S. publications or if any magazines that were published in other countries, let me know. I’ll try to find them and catch up.)

But first of all I want to say that the very idea of a whole magazine devoted to Cher was an unimaginable treat when I was younger, like a new biography out, except full of pictures. So maybe even better. I found out about the 1970s magazines from the early days of scanning eBay auctions. In some cases, I waited for years to find and win copies. This was in the late 1990s while I was a broke Sarah Lawrence College student. My friends famously remember a time I arrived at a Red Robin diner in Yonkers with a stack of quarters because I spent all my money on Cher picture discs that Cher superfan Ward Lamb was selling on eBay. Later I met him at a Cher Convention and told him all about it. That first year I was running the Cher Trivia game and he won. He had just given a lecture on Cher records I think. Good times.

Cher Superstar (1975)

91 pages, black and white, Sterling’s Magazines

The table of contents pages are always illuminating. In this magazine, there are articles. There are pin-up pages you can tear out and tack to your bedroom walls. There’s biography. Never-before-seen photos. There’s a beauty section! (More on that in a later post.) There are four color photos (the cover pages) and the rest is in black-and-white.

Some interesting photos:

And unusual photo of Cher’s mother with Cher in the 1960s (I haven’t seen many of these, more of them together in the 1970s) and a rare photo of Cher’s father in the 1970s (turns out he’s suing her at this time):

The Chastity Birthday Party:

The photograph of this birthday party blew my mind when I first saw this magazine. I think Photoplay had a whole issue on this party (I’ll look for it). It was photographs of Chastity’s birthday party at The Big House, Carolwood. This is when it occurred to me that the back cover of the All I Ever Need Is You album was taken at their house and not some fancy Italian shopping mall.

Sonny’s girlfriends after the breakup:

Interesting Sonny & Cher photos:

See? Stars Are Just Like Us:

The Sonny and Cher divorce day pics and speculation about their getting back together.

America was so sad about this divorce.

A candid with Gregg Allman and Fred Silverman:

Can I just say I miss paperback bookstores.

Cher Beauty Secrets:

A whole section on this! (We’ll come back to this later.) And I love any photos of Cher without makeup. Unlike for Dolly Parton, Cher was never afraid to go out in public without makeup.

Quotes About Cher, Quotes by Cher and Pet Peeves:

It’s interesting that Gregg Allman’s sexist quotes are always worse than Sonny’s sexist quotes. That quote from Gregg Allman’s grandmother is pretty funny, though.

Other significant quotes from Cher:

  • “I could never stop loving Sonny.” There! She said it way back in 1975. She didn’t just say it at Sonny’s funeral. She said it in the 1980s. She said it in the 1990s. But Sonny never did say he would never stop loving Cher. Not once.
  • “Feel my ass, it’s as hard as a rock” – Cher was always a proponent of fitness so…plastic surgery didn’t negate that.
  • “I’m not an easy lay.” (We should all use that one.)

“I’m not really a big advocate of women’s liberation…” and then she says something precisely feminist…This is typical of the things Cher was saying in the early 1970s. “Woman’s World,” among other more current things, has made up for this.

When she decides to sell Carolwood: “Now now man, I got the house inside of me.” Yes!

On Cher’s least and most favorite things: I don’t like scratchy sweaters either. But I never did understand that whole Backgammon craze of the 1970s (or how to play Backgammon for that matter).

Cher, TV’s Dazzling Superstar (1975)

71 pages, black and white, Beauty Secrets Inc.

The magazine has the nicest design of these 1970s collector’s magazines. It’s all black and white except for the 4 cover photos and the 4 high-quality pin-up photos in the middle. The magazine calls Cher “TV’s first sex symbol” but I don’t think that’s really true. There was Goldie Hawn and I Dream of Jeannie. Maybe Cher was the first non-blonde sex symbol on TV.

Cher in the 1960s:

The Chastity Birthday Party and the Album Cover from the same patio!

Sonny & Cher, A Family Again (1977)

75 pages, black and white, Ideal Publishing Corp.

The very title of this clearly shows America’s obsession with this couple and a kind of yearning that existed for a reunion after the divorce. One section is titled “They Changed America, America Changed Them.”

This magazine has good pics and a Beauty Book (more later on that) but it’s also full of errors and ads and has a tabloid-y feel.

Sonny & Cher in the 1960s:

Sonny & Cher in the 1970s:

Photos of Cher trying to needlepoint all the sad away:

The lookalike contest:

I wonder who won.

Cher in the kitchen:

The Beauty Book

Can’t wait to get to these!

Sonny & Cher Partying:

Cher Exposed (2000)

73 pages, color, AMI Specials

“Rock N Roll’s Dream Girl” Yeah she is. This issue reviews the Sonny & Cher years, her iconic outfits, albums, Gregg Allman, Cher’s favorite products, Chastity coming out, Cher lovers, her TV shows, tattoos, movies and a final breakout box of her quotes about Cher.

The most infuriating quote is from Peter Bogdanovich who in other interviews said Cher had NO talent. Here he says “Cher is one of the most talented women I’ve ever met. She’s got depth and emotion that haven’t even been touched.” Totally unreliable.

A better quote is from Robert Altman: “She has guts–if Cher says she’s going to do something, she will do it.”

Meryl Streep calls Cher “Very real. Very honest.”

Childhood:

Cher in the 1960s:

Cher in the 1970s with Gene Simmons:

These were the tabloid photos I kept seeing when I first became old enough to start tracking Cher-abouts in magazines. Always with Gene Simmons. Always with the stupid face hanky. In her memoir, Cher said it was hard for them to eat out with that thing. I mean the hanky, not Gene Simmons.

Cher in the 1980s:

Growing kids:

Cher charts and graphs:

These are great. They call her the Comeback Kid and this chart shows her early ups and downs.

Is this my childhood bedroom wall? No, it’s the album page (with a few mistakes).

A great graph of the real and dumb accusations for plastic surgery. It was a no-win argument for Cher and somewhere around here she stopped divulging her “improvements” including some tattoo removals.

The first magazine to highlight the dolls.

Cher (2018 and 2019)

Both 97 pages, color, Closer Weekly

The 2018 and 2019 contents pages:

The childhood sections are the same.

The “I Got You Babe” section is the same text with some different pictures. 2018 vs. 2019:

The “Beat Goes On” section is identical.

The sections for Sonny & Cher “at home” and the TV shows are the same text with different pictures. The 2018 TV section is longer.

One of my favorite photos from The Sonny & Cher Comedy Hour:

“The Men” sections are totally different pictures.

The music section is mostly the same but has different live pictures. 2018 vs. 2019:

The Motherhood sections are the same. The Movies section has different opening pictures but the rest is the same. The section on Cher’s mother Georgia is the same.

The Life After Sonny and Behind the Scenes sections have different pictures. 2018 vs. 2019:

The Bob Mackie, Fashion Forward and Drag Queen sections have different pics.

This 2018 opening Drag Queen picture, a shot from The Talk, is the better one. That was a great episode.

The section on the Classic Cher Las Vegas is the same. The Cher in her 70s sections are the same (and include a picture of Elijah’s wife.)

The Year of Cher section is new to the 2019 magazine and includes information about the movie Mama Mia II, the Dancing Queen album, the Kennedy Center Honors and the Broadway musical.

Instead of that, the 2018 edition has a spread of Cher’s iconic magazine covers.

The Memorabilia section is the same. The last page of Cher quotes are the same. But the back covers are different.

These magazines love to end on quotes. This from Cher: “Until you risk doing something foolish, you’ll never have the possibility of being great.”

Cher at 75 and Cher at 80 (2021 and 2026)

Both 97 pages, color, People Magazine

I re-read the 80th issue a few weeks ago and have some notes. On page 22 (both) there’s a picture of Georganne on that first London trip with Sonny & Cher and their managers, proving that Georganne is the one who can resolve the argument between the Sonny and Cher memoirs over whether Cher was thrilled or miserable on that trip.  The 80th issue does not correct the fake Tijuana marriage story and does not correctly state when Sonny & Cher started wearing hippie clothes when performing live. They should have, after Cher’s memoir. And has the hit “All I Ever Need Is You” in the wrong spot chronologically, stuffed with the 1960s S&C hits.

We talk all the time about seeing Cher’s belly button on TV but we don’t talk enough about how many times we saw Sonny’s belly button on TV.

On page 31, that iconic Sonny & Cher album cover photo is incorrectly given the date of 1975 instead of 1971. The magazine states that at their least popular, Sonny & Cher played to crowds as few as 45 people but in Cher’s memoir she had that number as low as 4 or 5 people.

The magazine talks about the Sonny & Cher Comedy Hour’s “thrust and parry repartee” which is a good way to describe their comedy. Cher is quoted as saying she learned from Sonny “a gut feeling.”

The Movies section has this sentence to introduce it: “Watch out, world, director Robert Altman warned in 1982.” (Yeah, he did.)

Robert Altman also predicted Cher would surprise audiences. Roger Ebert called her performance for Altman, “a revelation.” Her performance in Silkwood is called a “starkly unadorned performance.” The New York Times says “When you take away those wild wigs she wears on television…there’s an honest, complex screen presence underneath” (because yeah there is).

Of people’s preconceived ideas about her, Cher says, “People are so limited” (because yeah they are).

Of her performance in Tea With Mussolini The New York Times said Cher was “as likeable as ever, dispensing her blend of gawky true grit and zany regality.”

Of Cher in Mama Mia II according to Meryl Streep, “She steals the movie.” (She does.)

There’s a section on the Broadway show that reminds us that show won two Tonys and ran for 296 shows. Not exactly a long-running Broadway musical but one that is still playing in Europe and the U.S. (after years of delays, the magazine says).  One of the bad reviews called the show “dramatically threadbare” and is that a comment on her life? Because that makes no sense. Or just these jukebox musicals?

There’s a section called “Tour de Force” about her live shows and a funny story about a 30-thousand dollar laser butterfly that malfunctioned on the Take Me Home tour. (I hope she got a refund for that. No, she says, “we really ate it.”) They totally skip the D2K tour.

But they do cover her charity work, including her 1993 trip to Armenia in support of the United Armenian Fund and her support of animals, veterans, the people of Flint, Michigan and kids with craniofacial disorders. The 80 issue catches up with recent support of New York City’s City of Hope.

The music section talks about her “60-year genre-hopping recording career” on 34 albums which includes folk, power rock, new wave and disco and “a vocal style that remains unique despite many imitators.” (I just said that in a new music blog.) According to People, Time Magazine called Sonny & Cher “the first-family of folk rock.” The album section is shockingly accurate and includes a note of highlight for each album. According to a 1972 issue of Rolling Stone, a critic called the music on the album Foxy Lady, for example, “dynamite work.” (Because it is!)

Of her advancing age, People says “she can still rock black leather bodysuits” and describes her as regal yet fully human.

The 80th issue catches up with her Saturday Night Live appearance and Cherlato venture. Both issues have sections on her houses, her other boyfriends and husbands and her work with Bob Mackie.

Now the differences:

The 75th issue has a section on her children that the 80th has removed.

The 80th issue instead adds six pages to the first section, “Cher Through the Years,” with new material about Alexander, her mom and sister and her appearance with Chaz at the premiere of the movie Little Bites. There’s also catch up about her icon awards and a great photo of her singing and holding hands with Jennifer Hudson.

These sections are the same: Sonny and Cher, Cher Solo, Movies, Bob Mackie, Cher homes, the tours, the charities.

The music section, “The Beat Goes On,” is completely overhauled and the 80th issue includes the latest interviews and appearances. The album list catches up with the Christmas album and includes information about an app you can download to see evidence of Cher being candid in interviews.

The back covers are the same, but the final image is different.

So anyway, that is a tour of all the Collector’s Cher magazines I know about. These are some of my favorite pieces of Cher memorabilia. And again, how lucky to have a spread of them from 1975 to 2026! 50 Years! That puts Cher up there with stars like Katharine Hepburn, who until the day she passed, was also getting the full magazine treatment.

It’s a significant milestone, 80, just the number. But also all the more amazing because Cher continues to be a relevant cultural touchstone not only because of her stories about her past but because of her ability to break through career limitations that were once based on a women’s age or behavior.

This reminds me, recently I broke down and did my first on-camera interview as Cher Scholar for a French documentary on Cher. The whole process made me think about my four year old, five year old self. Could she have imagined that one day she would grow up to one day end up as a talking head on a documentary about Cher, alongside legit critics and biographers?

I think that four year old me would have said, “Of course, I will.”

But she would have been nuts is the thing.

I’m thrilled to still be a Cher fan, thrilled for all the other Cher fans out there, and thrilled that Cher has made it 80-spins around the sun.

Happy birthday, Cher.

Sonny & Cher Find Their Way Into a 2022 Gothic Horror Novel

So one of the most pleasurable tags for me to activate on this blog is “Cher in Art & Literature” because this is a cross-hatch of my jams. So when I’m reading a random novel and a Cher reference comes up, I make sure everyone in the room is aware of this.

And this is for a lot of reasons: it signifies Cher’s broader cultural relevance, it speaks to my inner child having her aesthetic choices justified against all the naysayers (mostly her two older brothers) and also because it’s just fun.

The first time this happened was in Junior High when I came across the popular girl’s 1970s library book Lisa, Bright and Dark by John Neufeld about a preteen girl with a burgeoning mental illness. She was a Cher fan, as I recall, and as the novel was published in 1969 this pop cultural reference gave Lisa a place in pop-cultural time. By the time I read the book, Cher was already passe again and so it felt good to read about another young girl Cher fan out there somewhere in the Universe (albeit one with a mental illness).

Lately, (50 years later), I’ve been reading gothic horror as a kind of mental sorbet between my more literary and socially-heavy book-club novels. I think I’ve read most of Darcy Coates’ haunted house ouvre, really simple fiction with a lot of haunted house scares deployed really efficiently. When I was at Barnes & Nobles a month ago trying to find Cher’s 80th birthday issue of People Magazine (more on that later), I took a quick spin through the haunted house shelf and found Ghost Woods billed as a  “feminist gothic.” This has actually come up in one of my book clubs so it wasn’t a new genre idea (Silvia Moreno-Garcia’s Mexican Gothic and Anna Biller’s horrifying Bluebeard’s Castle) but there aren’t that many of these books out there yet.

What made C.J. Cooke’s Ghost Woods a feminist story is that it explores the harrowing and cruel experiences unwed mother’s once went through while staying at British and Irish care homes in the 1950s and 1960s.

So it’s a period novel dealing with a group of women sequestered beyond the reach of pop culture. This is an important point of the novel. They’re without a TV. Their mail has been cut off. They’re not allowed to leave. Plenty scary without the ghosts, if you ask me. So the book takes some small pains to let us know what these girls are missing. Just an aside to place us in pop-cultural time, not a big part of the novel.

For the 1950s unwed mother Mabel, this means Elvis. For the 1960s unwed mother Pearl, this means Sonny & Cher’s appearance on Top of the Pops. I figure this could have been in August 1965, when they appeared to lip synch “I Got You Babe” or a year later in August 1966 when they came on to do “Little Man.” It’s hard to say which is more likely. Pearl knows they are set to appear ahead of time and she knows she will miss it. Sonny & Cher are mentioned three times in the novel, the last time when she speaks to her mother on the phone and her mother says her parents watched Top of the Pops without her.

“Sonny and Cher are due to be on Top of the Pops tomorrow night.” (22)

“Another day, another missed episode of Doctor Who. I know there are worse things and I should be grateful to be here….I imagine the world beyond the gate of Lichen Hall turning without me, a whirlwind of discos and drama, Sonny and Cher, new movies at the cinema….” (90)

“I swallow back a sob and change the subject, asking about Top of the Pops. She tells me about Sonny and Cher, but I’m not listening. I dig my nails into my palm.” (201)

This makes me think it was the second appearance if the author, a poet and novelist from Belfast who was born in 1978, even thought those references through in very much detail.

Another page references the “Cher look” popular in the mid-to-late 1960s:

“The style nowadays is very much a full face of makeup, with false eyelashes and heavy eyeliner, but I never have time for that kind of thing.” (26)

This is the character letting us know she’s too no-nonsense for this look. She’s the independent character who will cause plot changes in the story, the sort of “last girl” in a story full of mostly cooperative girls (what a relief) fighting an evil presence in the woods that has to do with sinister mushrooms and evil fairies, which means something much scarier in a British/Irish novel than it would in a U.S. novel where most of us read fairy and think “aww Tinkerbell!” Our Disneyfied fairies are neurotic at worst but not sinister or scary. I only know British fairies are supposed to be scary because I learned all about them on a podcast. But frankly, it’s still hard for me to take them seriously. Culture.

Anyway, that’s neither here nor there because I kept getting stumped on Sonny & Cher being used as a cultural reference for a 1960s Scotland kid. Not to be confusing, but is where the story takes place. Based on English/Irish care homes but set in Scotland so we can make use of what I assume is a higher density of evil fairies.

I know Sonny & Cher made a big splash in London in 1965 and had a few hits there: “I Got You Babe” (#1), “Baby Don’t Go” (#11), “What Now My Love” (#13), “Little Man” (#4), but just doesn’t seem like they would be THE thing Pearl would miss the most on television, I mean considering there are so many other pop-stars to choose from. Like the Beatles or Tom Jones or Petula Clark or Marianne Faithfull.

It just seems to me that Cher looks bigger in the 1960s to this author looking back, as someone who wasn’t there, who was born in 1978.  I feel like Cher has become a much bigger star in the UK in the last decades. “All I Really Want to Do” (#9), “Bang Bang” (#3) and “Gypsies” (#4) were hits but then we don’t have much after that until the 1980s and 1990s where her monster hits happened with “Dead Ringer” and “I Found Someone” (both #4), “Turn Back Time” (#6) and all her #1s with “Shoop Shoop,” “Love Can Build a Bridge” and “Believe.”

So to use Sonny & Cher as the touchstone here feels more like an act of somewhat skewed hindsight. Especially when after one of the male characters grows up a bit, we get the touchstones of Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory, and finally the Beatles and Bob Dylan. But this is around 1973 and so the Beatles and Bob Dylan now feel incorrectly late.

“He likes the Beatles, though his passions are Bob Dylan, rugby, photography, and the cinema….Dad must have taken Sylvan to see Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory nine times.” (361)

I’m having a hard time with the crossover of Willy Wonka and Bob Dylan.

This is an interesting new genre I will keep exploring and I wasn’t expecting something as experimentally gothic for a light read, which was a nice surprise. And the Sonny & Cher references are such a small part of it, not really a big deal as references go, but also it’s not likely for me to read past them without fixating on them.

What We Met At the Met

Last year on Cher Scholar I made a lot of recipes from Cher books and created a new space for Cher foods and I refreshed the Dolls section (including all the doll outfits, which seemed so extravagant and were very fashion-forward for their late-1970s time). And then I re-read her beauty book Forever Fit and was going to make this year all about refreshing my Cher Scholar beauty pages.

Fashion and beauty are a huge part of the Cher cosmos and so it’s ironic that this year’s first big blog post on beauty and fashion should be so polemical.

Cher recently made a big splash on the red carpet of the Met Gala on 4 May 2026. She and Stevie Nicks were cited as highlights of the event.

Cher wore a dress designed by Daniel Lee, the creative director of Burberry. She was joined on the red carpet by her stylist for the event, Patti Wilson. Here is a video showing the press insanity, Patti Wilson and how the dress moves.

Cher with people:

Cher getting made up for the event (this was a treat):

Cher showing off her earrings:

And this was my favorite photo of Cher alone in front of the photographers. Nothing shows continued cultural relevance like a hoard of rabid photographers in a frenzy over your appearance. This picture reminds me of a very similar and famous picture taken of Elizabeth Taylor and Richard Burton at the Lawrence of Arabia premiere in 1962.

Cher in 2026:

Taylor and Burton in 1962:

And because Jeff Bezos and his wife were the lead sponsors of this year’s gala (spending $10 million on the event), the event has received some criticism and re-evaluation

So although the criticism was limited to Jeff Bezos and not at Cher directly, it was a kind of landmark event in showing how people are starting to feel about celebrity culture, especially display of extreme wealth paraded in a grotesque way.

Someone asked on a Facebook Cher-fan page what people thought about Cher attending. This person was shortly was accused of “trying to start an argument.” But I thought it was a fair question for a fan to ask, especially since non-Cher fans are talking about the Met Gala. There’s a bigger world out there. If you want to live under a rock as a Cher fan, I cannot do the same. Often I’m in the position of being a fan of something and yet not being able to tow-the-line among the fan group. But liking everything is just unrealistic and inauthentic, not to mention impossible.

Plus, I want to try to understand Cher in the context of the larger culture.

Some fans responded to that questioning thread with knee-jerk defenses. One person I know claimed Cher was not political implying should be except from criticism here for that reason. Which is just silly because Cher has always been political, since at least the 1970s.

She might have been less interested in politics than Sonny in the 1960s but she showed up to protests a few times with him. She famously spared with Sonny about presidential candidates in 1977 and in the 1990s and afterwards repeatedly phoned in to CNN to express political opinions and vocally supported many presidential candidates over the years including Ross Perot, Hillary Clinton and Joe Biden. She has been consistently outspoken about her dislike of Donald Trump in interviews. So to say she’s not political is just incorrect.

As a fan, I understand that it’s easy to feel uncomfortable when you’re happy about something other people are unhappy about. We like to see Cher show up at these fashion events. See what she’s wearing. See how’s she’s wearing her hair. Who is she taking photos with?

I also like to see Cher doing what I think she enjoys doing. And she loves fashion design. In interviews at the event, she seemed genuinely interested in finding out what the younger people were doing in fashion and where things were heading creatively. Along with fashion week, this might be one of Cher’s favorite events and it’s understandable she might not want to miss it. Clothes and fashion are definitely part of her creative work.

As I fan I’m sympathetic to that but I am feeling equally sympathetic to the mood of the world.

We are squarely set in the turmoil of another Gilded Age, with income disparity at an all-time high and with political corruption just as pervasive. Our tech gurus have sold us out. Wages have stagnated for decades. Inflation has skyrocketed.  Basic health care is out of reach for more and more people every day. Affordable rents are a thing of the past. All this while the billionaire class keeps compounding their bloated on the backs of the lower classes, phasing good jobs out of existence and squeezing all the value out of all corporate products just so that stockholders can continue to see growth in their mutual funds every year. It you can’t see all this by now, you’re living in a bubble.

After the Met Gala, a friend of mine forwarded this anonymous post that’s been going around publicly on Facebook. It’s  from “a private group” and shows a photo of Sarah Paulson wearing a mask made out of a dollar bill, a sort of protest from the inside that some found hypocritical. (However you gotta do it, I say, from the inside, from the outside, all the things.)

But here is the bottom line: times are changing and the suffering is becoming untenable. Events like this are becoming bad optics. As a Cher fan, we might love them but we’re a shrinking island of “common people” who think these events are cool.

There’s a lot in this anonymous Facebook statement that is truth. I’ve bolded some parts of it.

“There’s something about watching people spend $100,000 on a single evening while others struggle to afford groceries that just doesn’t resonate anymore.

And it’s not about hating success, beauty, art, or celebration.

It’s the disconnect people are feeling.

The normalization of extreme luxury beside everyday survival. The way spectacle is amplified while real human struggle becomes background noise..

What’s strange is that we’ve been conditioned to see these events as aspirational…but more and more people are looking at them and feeling absolutely nothing.

Not inspired. Not connected. Just aware of how disconnected modern celebrity culture has become from ordinary human life.

And yes fashion is art. I don’t think most people disagree with that.

Fashion can be expressive, symbolic, emotional, creative, and deeply human.

But somewhere along the way, parts of modern celebrity culture stopped feeling artistic…and started feeling performative.

Not creative in a grounded way. Just louder. More excessive. More shocking. More detached from ordinary life.

At some point, it stops feeling like genuine artistic expression and starts feeling like spectacle for the sake of virality and attention, even symbolic to deeper truths.

And I think that’s why so many people look at events like the Met Gala now and feel disconnected instead of inspired.

Because at some point, spectacle replaced substance.

It stopped feeling human.

I think more people are beginning to realize they don’t crave excess the way culture taught them to.

They crave depth. Authenticity. Community. Meaning. A life that actually feels human again.

Because at some point, many of us stopped being impressed by status…and started paying attention to energy instead

Young people are having a completely different experience withmoney than we had. They no longer see a path to upward mobility. It’s like their new term parasocial, an idea that should make all my pop-musings obsolete before long. Why are we talking about people we don’t even know?

I think, politically speaking, that the move to focus on more local communities will actually be a positive change for everybody. In any case, kids are not as celebrity obsessed as Gen X and Boomer kids were. Big glamour doesn’t impress them anymore.

And you can dismiss that if you want.  But you’ll be fully ensconced in a reality of your own fantasies.

Besides, fashion is political. It just is. As much for the haves as the have-nots. And the world is considerably less safe in so many ways for many people Cher cares about, not just fans and other Americans but people in her own family group. So it’s impossible to believe she is not feeling political, now more than ever. Despite fashion and because of fashion.

It’s like seeing Cher sometimes sitting next to Anna Wintour and then realizing Wintour is the devilish inspiration behind The Devil Wears Prada movies. But I’m 100% sure, Ann Wintour is delightfully nice to Cher.  Because, well Mom, Cher is a rich man. And a rich man who dresses well.

Yes, Cher is a rich man, a fact Republicans love to point out any time Cher makes a political statement they don’t like. Even though they more often rich themselves. Cher can demure from these big wealthy events (but I doubt she would want to) but she can’t really act performatively poor.

(Speaking of the days when Cher was poor, as I was writing this I had to hire a tree service in Albuquerque and the owner proudly stated to me that he was born in El Centro, California. He said he knew who Cher was but had no idea Cher was also born in El Centro).

Anyway, I do not know what the answer is to all this but I do know that whatever social currency you once received by telling your non-Cher-fan friends or your Met-Gala-fashion friends that Cher killed it at the Met Gala in 2026, well that social currency has likely gone down in value today, just like the value of everything else.

Reel Roots and Other Scary Things

This year some Cher things have been going on that I haven’t had a chance to write about. But considering some of these are mostly private matters (the happenings of her children) I don’t think we really need to really rehash them here except to wish Chaz and his new wife Shara Blue Mathes (married on 8 March 2026) all the best in their marriage and pretty much the same for Elijah who has had some new health and legal troubles.

Wedding pictures that were released to People Magazine showing a family really enjoying Chaz’s wedding. And what a sweet respite from all the national and personal dramas right now.

Anyway, last year on Cher’s recommendation from her 1992 book Forever Fit, I started working through the book and workbook for The Child Within by Charles L. Whitefield.

To be honest, I wasn’t sure which platform or blog I should even be writing about this experience. Substack seemed appropriate (non-Cher or poetry related) but since the idea came from Cher’s fitness book, here we are.

I’m going through the workbook very slowly with a friend of mine Natalie who lives near Oakland. And let me just say: it has been harrowing. An old LA boyfriend (from Belfast) taught me the saying about looking (in this case feeling) as if you’ve been dragged through a hedge backwards. And that’s the phrase I always think of after every phone call with Natalie. Hedge bedraggled.

And we both agree the process has made us question a lot of our own responses and requirements from others. It has forced us to dig deep into our respective childhood experiences and explore the stories we tell ourselves about what happens to us now and how we respond. And this has been shocking. I can’t explain to you these phone calls we’ve been having. And we’ve done about 30 self-help books of one kind or another already.

Late last year we came to a similar conclusions about ourselves: that some of our frustrations with other people reflect back on ourselves.

For example here are the questions I’ve been asking myself. Before wanting someone else to step out of their comfort zone, am I stepping out of my comfort zone? Before expecting someone else to stick it out through their discomfort, are I sticking it out through mine? (The answer was no, btw.) Am I also intractable? Am I also stubborn? Am I the closed one? Am I the one saying yes to life? Am I open enough? Am I answering the call?

Digging through the closet where all our baggage is stored turns up interesting things and I’m finding you have to  look closely at your criticisms of others (and what that hides about yourself) with some pretty scary honesty.

But if you’re stuck in your life, what else is there left to try? It’s a veritable Barry Manilow moment. Living in a shell and doing okay but not very well. No jolts or surprises and it’s all “very nice but not very good.”

For so long I’ve been in a bad situation and I’ve had no idea what to do about it. For the last few years, I’ve struggled though all sorts of other messes and crises as well until I finally just felt stuck and numb. So last December while my mother was still alive but ailing, I decided to join this thing called Reel Roots. I would describe it as a kind of dating-site/app but for friends. Instead of using your interest panel to match you with a mate, an algorithm (allegedly) is used to set up a girl group for you.

Reel Roots sets you up in cohorts based on Meet and Greets and it takes a few months to set this up and find the group you want to join for a 7-week weekly adventure. And by the time my assigned Meet and Greet came around (February), my mother had then passed, which has not only complicated my journey through The Child Within but I also wondered if this was any time to be perusing such a heavy (for me) social calendar.

But I signed up to say yes to things this year. And committing to new adventures means not only having dinner with new people but also that I should stop saying ‘no’ to Cher documentaries when they contact me. (Another story for another day.)

Thankfully I’ve had Natalie to talk me through all of this. And it’s as if Reel Roots has triggered the very things (emotions and insecurities) I needed to work through and have avoided my whole life.

Sigh.

One of the first challenges, and one of the biggest, has been just dealing with 12 other women and their female energy. (And I’m not the only woman in the group with this problem.)

I grew up with two older brothers. Sibling experience is crucial experience. If I had lived with a sister, maybe I would be more comfortable with and less mystified by female energy. Until recently, most of my close relationships have been with boys and then men. They aren’t competitive with you, as judgmental of you, as most women are with other women. It’s made me act gingerly with all new female coworkers and women bosses and I’m sure a lot of it goes back to my relationship with my mother. But I also have to admit that I have some amazing women friends, co-workers and bosses. And some former bosses and co-workers who have turned into some of my best friends.

And that’s because I have made inroads on this over the last 20 years but by basically gravitating to women who, like me, follow the beat of a somewhat different drummer. Basically, I’ve found my safe-space women. But that has not helped me with the kind of women I don’t understand or the kind of women who make me uncomfortable.

And yes, my girl group has a few of those.

There is a cognitive burden that happens when trying to work on my safe space friendships while at the same time working on my not-safe-space friendships (sometimes happening simultaneously during the same dinner while we’re all in one whole group conversation). Oy.

The next biggest challenge has been explaining myself to new people. My life experiences have been kind of unbelievable and I don’t sell them well.

What? Can that be possible? I blog myself constantly. The thing is what seems open and easy explaining here on a blog is just the fact that I have plenty of time (or the time I need anyway) to edit my way into specificity and getting as close to truth as I can.

Plus there’s the fact that nobody reads it. I have the stats of a monk. There’s that.  To be open in art is good and well; but it’s quite another thing to be open out there in the meat space.

Some girl dates didn’t go so well. Many of the days I felt mismatched. Four of us started in an earlier group of older ladies but because Albuquerque is such a small city, our pool of women is also small and our initial group didn’t have the numbers and was merged into a group of younger women. Much younger women. Girls who are still wanting to call each other up at 2 am and go out and break some shit all while yelling out “Ride or Die.”

I love and admire that about them, I really do. But I am not looking for a girl gang as much as someone to go to lunch with. Camping. Board games. Small diners. So this disjunction was potentially an issue. And I might be the oldest girl in my group. And although my innate immaturity helps a lot, there is a big difference between me (60 years old in three years) and a 30 year-old. There’s a big experience and interest gap there. This really becomes clear when talking about how to handle work challenges. Anyone who has ever contemplated how they handled career challenges in the beginning as a young person as opposed to how they were doing it at the end as an older person will know exactly what I mean.

And going round-robin with conversation prompts, I mishandled it often and feel misunderstood. Big trigger. Helpful trigger.

I told Natalie that I had to learn to sit in the discomfort of being misunderstood. On top of that, I had to learn to sit in the discomfort of possibly never being understood. For someone who spends so much time working through my head and definition of self (as ethereal as that idea even is), this was going to take practice.

So every week, more or less, that’s what I’ve been doing. Practicing letting go of my idea of self and the need to be seen. The mantras have been Stay on the path, Keep showing up, Breathe.

Because into the void (of self), all the darkness rushes.

Paradoxically, another part of the struggle is fighting my gray-rocking and just letting myself be seen. (And I think my distaste of cameras is all about that…but more on this later.)

Stepping out. Digging out.  It shines a light on things. Light exposes things. It reveals and that’s the point of it.

You can’t have it both ways. If you want to be in the light you have to be open and vulnerable.

As I’ve done one-on-one meetups with some of these ladies outside of the group experiences, I’ve learned from their perspectives that the situation not an either or, black or white. That’s been valuable and I’ve loved trying new restaurants in different parts of town, activities like art night, the one-on-one dates with deeper conversations and connections, and the amazing diversity of the women, their wide-ranging jobs: lawyer, therapist, engineers, scientists, student, teachers, women in business and technology.

Last week I was reviewing a book on celebrity narcissism by Dr. S. Mark Young and Dr. Drew Pinsky and strangely it reflected back on this whole uncomfortable experience:

“Spending time with people you’re closest to can be an important source of emotional nourishment. However, such relationships can be so deeply familiar that their ultimate value in enhancing our emotional landscape is limited. Spending all your time with the same five people does little to change your basic system of relating to others, and can be an outright obstacle to making significant changes in your life.”

***mind exploding ***

“The opportunity for real change, particularly in how you experience yourself in relation to others, comes from spending time with people who aren’t deeply familiar to you, and who are therefore more challenging to connect with. When I meet people who have made major changes in their behavior and sense of self, they often tell me that their willingness to change developed after spending a significant amount of time with someone new and different. Rather than repeatedly experiencing themselves as they always had, these people literally allowed themselves to be seen through a new pair of eyes.”

Wow.

“The great benefit of broadening your circle of interacting is that it allows you to experience yourself in a new context, and quite literally across a wider range of emotions. Many people who have done this say that it allowed them finally to see themselves as they truly are, and that their habits of denial diminished; they gained new insights into their behavior and the impact it was having on others around them.”

There it is. And from a book about something completely different. Serendipitous reading.

So putting myself in a situation that was purposely triggering was necessary to work through the ideas I was exploring in The Child Within. Especially to let go of explaining myself (at least in the meat space).

And it’s hard. (I’m doing it now.)

Natalie and I are calling these things AFGE, which is our code text for sticking it through a new extreme discomfort: another fucking growth experience.

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