Today, I turned thirty.

I never thought of that as being something that was going to happen, certainly not back when I was nineteen.

What I did do when I was nineteen is write a song about someone else turning thirty, and how that person might feel about certain things in his life.

In retrospect, I think there’s a lot that’s immature about this song, even though I wrote it with the best of intentions, trying to inspire listeners to not be such homophobic jerks. In my ham-fisted way, I worry that I may have only made homophobia worse. I don’t know, really.

Think of it as juvenilia, something that I wish I had done better or not at all but I was a kid and I thought it was important so there it is.

It’s called “A Single, Gay Male On His Thirtieth Birthday.”

I hope you can enjoy it at all, through all the wincing at my lack of subtlety or sensitivity!

Love,
Jesse D at 30

p.s. I used to rap this song into the faces of haters at shows. I hoped it would wither their masculinity by comparison. I like to think it did, a little.