Gay Rock Music? Yes Please — Fleece

Victor Rodriguez

Fleece is a Canadian band, based in Montreal. They are also the key to my heart.

I’m always going to have a soft spot for undeniably funky/psychedelic music because despite not being alive for those decades if my soul was a transformer, it would be a Volkswagon bus.

Self-described as Gay Rock Music, their tracks frequently deal with observations concerning queer love, societal norms, and good old-fashioned depression.

The band is currently a four-person venture, having released their first album in 2015 and have slowly trickled out wonderful songs every couple of years since. 

But like most people, the band had to find something to do with all the downtime during 2020. This sudden influx of opportunity has let the group release three new tracks a few months apart, with two accompanying music videos.

Their latest release, “Upside Down” is a classic tale of a man crushing hardcore on another man, and the unstable butterflies that ensue. The lyrics paint a picture of a lovesick fellow, recovering from cupid’s curse.

“If two men just ain’t right

Then I’m living in a world that’s Upside Down


And I’m feeling so good when I’m upside down


Today I’m staying inside

Got the boy’s on my mind

Just to make me feel better

Cause I’m feeling so good when I’m Upside Down”

My personal favorite from this year’s batch of goodness is “Love Songs for the Haters” because I myself, am a hater. Sad and slow, with absolutely biting lyrics, this track resonates with me on a personal level as I reminisce about all the people who did me dirty.

The music video is beautifully shot, with the unspoken story enhancing the original impact of the song itself. I plan to listen to this track when I need to remind myself that breakups are okay, and are just as natural as a bee pollinating a flower.

One of the qualities that Fleece has that I appreciate the most is that they walk the walk when it comes to activism and allyship. Their song “So Long” is to me at least, a cheery tune about suicide.


The juxtaposition between the absolutely deflating lyrics and the happy psychedelic vibe of the instruments leaves me feeling conflicted. The band also donated a portion of the proceeds from this song to the Black Youth Helpline, the Black Coalition for AIDS Prevention, and the Native Woman’s Association.

This music video is also beautiful to look at and is an heir-apparent to the cafeteria scene in the Breakfast Club, but just done better. I genuinely hope we keep seeing new music from this group, I selfishly pray they have nothing better to do, maybe even complete a full-length album during this quarantine. 

Keep up with the band on Instagram, Twitter, and Link Tree!