girl rock
one of the highlights of skooled for me was rock school, where i got to strap on a bass for the first time and kick it old school. (best compliment ever: one of the crew said there were shades of iggy pop in my performance.) part of our transformation from teachers into rockers was accomplished by our lovely stylists, Ditsy and M*ily from Mittens. The picture of them at top right was taken at skooled, just after their own performance. Ditsy and M*ily were such a delight- pure, unabashed enthusiasm of the kind you can only find in a 16 year old girl. They reminded me of a line from a PK Page poem, "Nothing, not even the threate of punishment, can suppress the giggle of a girl." They just bubbled over at everything. I was even more impressed when I came across this line in their bio on another page: "we are probably the girls you laugh at and make fun of, but we don't give a sh*t. It just gives us more to write about."
more girl rock last weekend at Metric's Dog Day Afternoon, which was stinkin hot, so it was hard to truly relax and enjoy the earlier parts of the show. I'd definitely go to see land of talk and holy fuck again. but metric's performance was worth the price of admission alone. They played a track from Laurie Anderson's "O Superman" before appearing on stage, which set me up just right. Watching Emily Haines rock out, I felt eased out of twinge the regret I'd always felt after Sarah Harmer put Weeping Tile to bed in favour of the singer-songwriter mode of the solo female artist. Don't get me wrong- nobody does it better. I just want a little less Lilith Fair. A little more Patti Smith. Got warm all over at the sight of a 12 year old girl in a sun-protective hat, stepping back and forth, completely out of time to the music, a quiet, almost meditative adoration of Haines, while her father ( i presume) stood a few protective rows back.
and then there's girl's rock summer camp.
more girl rock last weekend at Metric's Dog Day Afternoon, which was stinkin hot, so it was hard to truly relax and enjoy the earlier parts of the show. I'd definitely go to see land of talk and holy fuck again. but metric's performance was worth the price of admission alone. They played a track from Laurie Anderson's "O Superman" before appearing on stage, which set me up just right. Watching Emily Haines rock out, I felt eased out of twinge the regret I'd always felt after Sarah Harmer put Weeping Tile to bed in favour of the singer-songwriter mode of the solo female artist. Don't get me wrong- nobody does it better. I just want a little less Lilith Fair. A little more Patti Smith. Got warm all over at the sight of a 12 year old girl in a sun-protective hat, stepping back and forth, completely out of time to the music, a quiet, almost meditative adoration of Haines, while her father ( i presume) stood a few protective rows back.
and then there's girl's rock summer camp.
posted by happenin fish at 9:59 AM
3 Comments:
Somewhat jealous that you made it to Dog Day. Lisa and I have developed a borderline unhealthy obsession with the Fiery Furnaces and loved their show at Lee's Palace last October. We're just not big fans of big outdoor shows, so we couldn't drag ourselves out.
i wouldn't cry over missing it- it was, as i said, stinkin hot. felt like an endurance test more than a fun time til the evening cooled it down.
i think i can figure out who the fiery furnaces were. there was no printed program anywhere- not even a sign to indicate the playing order, and no one introduced the bands, and most of them didn't introduce themselves, so i had to go back to the soundscapes tent to ask who was who.
so i had to go back to the soundscapes tent to ask who was who
That is so indie rock.
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