I saw that as a trending topic on Twitter, and I thought,
no, could it be? I usually try to avoid Twitter for the three hours leading up
to airtime, and particularly #kurtrules and #gaysharks, because I’m in
California and I don’t want to be spoiled, but never, no, not once have a made
it all the way to 8 p.m. without at least getting a rough idea what happens and
what the Queer Nation thinks about it.
This was another landmark week in same-sex high school
romance for Gleeks. The two most recent episodes have represented for queer
youth and coming of age in a way I’ve never seen on broadcast television
before, let alone one of the most popular shows in the country, with a mostly
young audience. If you want a hard-hitting critical analysis of “Original
Songs,” definitely do not read this re-cap. Glee is making me very happy lately and I don’t care who knows it.
The episode opens with a Warblers number, this one with…
quelle surprise… Blaine singing lead on Maroon 5‘s “Misery.”
Kurt seemed to be
channeling the audience zeitgeist for once, rolling his eyes and conveying
tolerant disapproval (oh, face of Chris
Colfer, how I love thee) at Blaine’s excellent and yet predictable
performance, before ultimately surrendering to the music and doing the
obligatory finger-snapping back-up swaying thing like a good Warbler should.
Do I get points for the longest run-on sentence in recap
is exhilarated, and he announces to the Warblers that they have their song for
Regionals. He breathlessly compliments the “Burberry-esque” cover
Kurt’s made for Pavarotti’s gilded cage,
and asks how Kurt liked the number.
“Can I be really honest with you?” Kurt says,
sounding much more like our old brave, strong, opinionated Kurt than the
tentative one we saw when he first got to Dalton Academy.
“Because it comes from a place of caring: Been there, done that. Look, Blaine, your solos are
breathtaking. They’re also numerous.”
explains that the council decides who gets the solos, then says, “Do I
detect a little jealousy?”
“No, you detect a lot
of jealousy,” Kurt says. “Look, Blaine,
sometimes I don’t feel like we’re the Warblers; I feel like we’re Blaine and the Pips.”
debuts her newest original song for Finn.
It’s an ode to her non-existent siblings: “I’m the only Berry on my family tree.”
“Wow, it’s better than ‘My Headband,’ that’s for
sure,” says Finn. That’s setting the bar so low a snake couldn’t slither
under it. Then he gives her some really excellent and perceptive advice – that
she can tap into her deeper, more real emotions when she’s singing, but she’s
not doing it yet with her songwriting. And as always, I stubbornly refuse to
listen to the little voice that points out that Finn is simply not bright
enough to articulate something like that.