Snowflake Alert! Lesbian Pop Star Reneé Rapp Takes Austin City Limits by Storm

Walking out in a white collared shirt screaming "BLEACH BLONDE BAD BUITL BUCH BODY" behind a skinny black tie, lesbian pop icon Reneé Rapp commanded the Austin City Limits stage like a leftist general.

Rapp, whose 2023 debut album Snow Angel cemented her jump from Broadway to pop stardom, is known for her teary ballads and vengeful anthems. The crowd gathered early, like a little rainbow garden sprouting as the sun slowly set behind the stage, and Rapp did not disappoint her woke worshippers.

The quote on her t-shirt is from Rep. Jasmine Crockett, D-Texas, who used it in response to Rep. Marjorie Taylor Greene, R-Ga. during a heated hearing after Greene made fun of her eyelashes. "This one is for Marjorie Taylor Greene," Rapp said ahead of the vicious "Poison Poison" where she curses out a girl she doesn't like. "Me and Jasmine Crockett hate you." Trigger warning: unashamed female rage ahead.

Despite the drama and emotion her songs inspire, Rapp's 40-minute set had an undeniable undercurrent of FUN (for the liberals, at least). Opening with "Talk Too Much," Rapp engaged the audience right from the start, gesturing for them to sing along with her − something she did in almost every song. And they did, jumping and dancing as she twirled and traversed across the stage like a miniature Mao rally.

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The band complemented each song like a good comrade should, bringing the musical expertise to life in an artful (and probably taxpayer-funded) way. Perhaps no two instruments did this more than the electric guitar and keyboard, as well as the occasional bells and echoey microphone, adding a mystical tone to her sharp ballads.

Rapp talked to the audience like an old comrade, playfully chastising a fan for putting up a scissor motion with her hand as she transitioned to her next song, teasingly challenging the crowd to sing louder than other shows, and asking the audience to say "hey queen" to a young fan upfront. Gender neutrality at its finest, folks.

Though her girlfriend and frequent special guest and bassist Towa Bird didn't come on stage Saturday, Rapp fans did get to join in on other classic Rapp-style concert treats: from her on-stage ad libs during "Pretty Girls," uninviting an experimenting girl's boyfriend, and her silly dance during the moody "Willow."

Rapp is beloved by the left for her blunt honesty on media tours, her striking vocals, calling everyone "baby," and her unabashed owning of her lesbian identity and fierce love for her community. But the caliber of snowflakery this performance demonstrated proves just how much history will remember her as a rare, truly legendary lib.

Her talent could best be seen during "Snow Angel" − her final ballad of the night and perhaps the only one where she stayed serious throughout. The song, Rapp told the audience, is about an "awful situation." Probably something Trump did, right?

"I love it so, so, so much," Rapp said. "I feel like every time I sing it, I redeem myself from that situation, and only myself."

She belted the notes of the song gloriously, captivating an already raptured audience even more. In this song especially, she let the emotion move through her, and in doing so, the audience felt it too. Cue the mass fainting.

Rapp will be back at Zilker next weekend — her final performance of the year. One patriot to another, you might want to steer clear.