Sunday, March 14, 2004
Artist: Hole
Who Turned Me On to the Artist:
MTV
Description:
Angry, angry, grungy grrrrl music
Why I Relate: I am a grrrrrl. I understand Courtney's rage. Sometimes you just want to scream and smash things. She does. She also refuses to be beautiful, refuses to be nice. I recognize her demons.
Favorite Song:
Miss World
Favorite Lyric:
I've got a blister from touching everything I see
The abyss opens up
It steals everything from me
or
Step and fetch, grease my hips
I don't even have to pause
I don't really miss God
But I sure miss Santa Claus
or
Go on, take everything
Take everything, I want you to
Go on, take everything
Take everything, I DARE you to
Who Turned Me On to the Artist:
MTV
Description:
Angry, angry, grungy grrrrl music
Why I Relate: I am a grrrrrl. I understand Courtney's rage. Sometimes you just want to scream and smash things. She does. She also refuses to be beautiful, refuses to be nice. I recognize her demons.
Favorite Song:
Miss World
Favorite Lyric:
I've got a blister from touching everything I see
The abyss opens up
It steals everything from me
or
Step and fetch, grease my hips
I don't even have to pause
I don't really miss God
But I sure miss Santa Claus
or
Go on, take everything
Take everything, I want you to
Go on, take everything
Take everything, I DARE you to
Sunday, March 07, 2004
Artist: Ani Difranco
Who Turned Me On to the Artist:
Jess
Description:
From raw pleading acoustic guitar poet to improvisational Latin/jazz funkmiester
Why I Relate: Ani says what she thinks, consequences be damned. While very attractive, she refuses to be squished into someone else's notion of pretty. She is a jackbooted poet. She has a low bullshit tolerance.
Favorite Song:
Both Hands
Favorite Lyric:
i am not an angry girl
but it seems like i've got everyone fooled
every time i say something they find hard to hear
they chalk it up to my anger
and never to their own fear
or
just the thought
of our bed
makes me crumble like the plaster
where you punched the wall beside my head
and i try
to draw the line
but it ends up running down the middle of me
most of the time
or
boys get locked up in some prison
girls get locked up in some house
and it don't matter if it's a warden
or a lover
or a spouse
you just can't talk to 'em
you just can't reason
you just can't leave
and you just can't please 'em
Who Turned Me On to the Artist:
Jess
Description:
From raw pleading acoustic guitar poet to improvisational Latin/jazz funkmiester
Why I Relate: Ani says what she thinks, consequences be damned. While very attractive, she refuses to be squished into someone else's notion of pretty. She is a jackbooted poet. She has a low bullshit tolerance.
Favorite Song:
Both Hands
Favorite Lyric:
i am not an angry girl
but it seems like i've got everyone fooled
every time i say something they find hard to hear
they chalk it up to my anger
and never to their own fear
or
just the thought
of our bed
makes me crumble like the plaster
where you punched the wall beside my head
and i try
to draw the line
but it ends up running down the middle of me
most of the time
or
boys get locked up in some prison
girls get locked up in some house
and it don't matter if it's a warden
or a lover
or a spouse
you just can't talk to 'em
you just can't reason
you just can't leave
and you just can't please 'em
