When you listen to “Let’s Have a Kiki” closely enough, you’ll see that it isn’t so much a song as it is a bunch of phrases snatched off the top of blatino gay culture like a bad lace front. “Kiki,” “work,” “honey,” “spilling tea,” “serving”—these words are commonplace for anybody who has ever been to a vogue ball, seen Paris Is Burning, or who has ever been within an earshot of fierce gay people of color.
[…]
Watch the music video, though, and you don’t see a single person of color. Anywhere. I mean, how can you do a music video about serving, working and letting them have it and not show some fierce bitch from the blatino gay scene! Even the opening monologue of the song, where lead Scissor Sister Ana Matronic sasses off about how her party was ruined and now her weave is messed up, is said in an inflected black voice. Why didn’t they just get a cameo from somebody from the vogue scene?