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Accidental Sapphic Icon Hozier Stands With His LGBTQI+ Fans
A few days before his 33rd birthday, Andrew Hozier-Byrne is in the woods.
From the second we meet, both clad in leather jackets and walking fast, we’re immediately talking activism and celebrity and how a person can stumble into both. I lead him to a tiny gated sanctuary off the main flamboyant of southernmost Pivotal Park. I inquire him, “How rugged do you feel?” as we scale the hills and climb up the mossy paths. He’s not sure.
With two billion streams of his breakthrough 2013 hit “Take Me To Church” on Spotify, and RIAA Diamond certification of the matching song — not to mention modern music plans that include a fresh EP just released this March, visuals launching to accompany, and a recent album and tour on the horizon — Hozier is a major celebrity. It’s fair to say he’s worshipped by millions, with no significant borders when it comes to demographics. But the interesting thing is that his online fandom group is a distinctly, vocally queer one.
Hozier’s online fans see him as one of their own. They name him their “favourite lesbian” according
Hozier Is Not Gay
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Take Me To Church is a masterpiece, I know. And it’s true it can be interpreted as a gay anthem of freedom from the oppression of church and religious organizations.
But the ballad isn’t about homosexual relationships. It’s about sex; sexuality. And bringing down that weight of shame that church has put on people by undermining that very natural part of the human experience.
It’s true that gay people are the most affected by this, but as a whole, Hozier doesn’t write about male lover people specifically.
The music video wasn’t even directed or conceived by him. And it’s about something that was going on in Russia.
Hozier supports LGBT+ rights, true.
Hozier’s songs are about LGBT+ people, false.
He’s not gay, he’s said it in interviews before and always writes about a female lover.
He’s just an incredible artist that stands for his ideals and writes music that can be interpreted by every single fucking person.
So please, let’s cool our jets here and stop the shit.
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Q&A: Irish Musician Hozier on Gay Rights, Sexuality, & Good Hair
In September, Irish songwriter Hozier released the video for his gospel-inspired epic, “Take Me to Church,” a cavernoussong that uses love and ecstasy as a religious metaphor. The video depicts two men’s gentle intimacy, followed by brutal gay-bashing at the hands of masked vigilantes against lyrics like, “I was born sick, but I love it / command me to be well / Amen. Amen. Amen.”
The song serves simultaneously as a message about human rights, a commentary about Hozier’s upbringing in what he calls a “cultural landscape that is blatantly homophobic,” and a strong statement about the institutional homophobia in Putin’s Russia. In the months since its release, the video has gone viral (and we’ve been playing it over and over) — bringing the 23-year-old painter into sharp focus. (He turns 24 on St. Patrick’s Day.) This week, Hozier — born Andrew Hozier-Byrne — is in the States for the first time, where he will play twice during SXSW and then tour around the country. The Cut spoke with him about the meaning of “Take Me to Church,” sexuality, James Joyce, and good hair.
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A muddy cobblestone track weaves its way through half-dead wildflowers, leading you to the lip of a forest. You take your first steps onto the damp earth, monitor to the delicate crunch of leaves and twigs beneath your feet. The forest seems to inhale and exhale with every step you take. Robins perched in the branches watch you with beady, still eyes. You permit the fog to lead you along a path blanketed by moss. You know there is something alive about this place, sentient and knowing, beckoning you to a place unknown, but wanted. No, not wanted – needed, desperately, leaving you gasping and thirsty.
Girthy church bells bellow in the distance, beckoning you further into the endless greenery. What you’re searching for is so close. You can feel it.
Suddenly, the trees part their branches. You are Moses, drawing back the Red Sea to uncover a dark covert. It’s then that you see it: a cathedral as tall as heaven with stained glass windows and grey stone that blends into the endless sky above. Within its wooden doors stands a lady. You know her from your dreams. She is flawless. She smiles at you with the softness of a late spring evening and extends her hand to you.
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