a whole slew of musical musings on respectable rebels

Everybody loves “the boss”.  Of course.  And he’s just released The Promise, a collection of songs recorded for but cut from Darkness on the Edge of Town. One of my favorite music journalists, Jessica Hopper, wrote this article that muses on why Bruce Springsteen edged these out of the seminal release in 1978.

If you’re itching for more, check out Jessica’s blog here.  I have it bookmarked.

I first learned of Jessica when she was interviewed as a teenager in the early 90’s about being a riot grrrl.  Indeed, that article (was it in Newsweek or Seventeen Magazine?) was one of the things that turned me onto the radical, young, feminist movement while I was isolated, and likewise a teenager, living in Wichita, Kansas.  Speaking of: is it just me or is everyone (punk everyones) rediscovering riot grrrl?  Perhaps it’s the sadly recent death of Ari Up of the Slits – an all girl punk band from the 70’s London scene that influenced much of what was to gel into the riot grrrl movement.  Perhaps it coincides with the new riot grrrl collection at NYU built from Kathleen Hanna’s personal archive.  She talks about it, and other things, here.  Perhaps it has been sparked by the recent release of Girls to the Front: the true story of the riot grrrl revolution by Sara Marcus, which i’m reading right now.

Riot grrl was the thing that sealed my fate as a punk.  After hearing Bikini Kill for the first time, it was a given that 1) I would survive high school with my fists up if i had to and 2) that I wasn’t ashamed to be, and was determined to be, a spit-fire, loud-mouthed, me-vs.-the-world, kind of girl.  I never changed my mind.

All this ruminating on rebels has me thinking a lot about my own rebellions, musical and political.  At 31 they look different, but they are there.  I think they are less on the surface, less vulnerable.  A riot is worth having nonetheless, actually necessary.  I’ll let you know what it looks like when I finish reading the book.

For further reflection: I’m halfway through the new documentary on John Lennon that PBS is showing, called LennoNYC, streaming on pbs.org, another veritable rebel, truly.

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Growler Distro, or Growler Record Store, are the same thing: a project aimed at selling records, tapes, CDs, CDRs, zines, books, and cool handmade trinkets in Denver, CO, which I'm proud to say is my home. My name is Molly and I've been tabling at punk shows since 2006 and now I'm expanding to a brick and mortar shop at 742 Santa Fe Drive. (Days and hours TBA) I've always loved underground music for it's freshness and honesty and I want you to feel like you can discover a gem as well. I believe that music brings people together much like a well-prepared meal can. And, I think that underground music and literature often talk about the things in life most important to you, whether that be disenchantment with the state of things or a truly broken heart. I carry a lot of different styles of music, so don't limit yourself to one definition of what underground or punk might mean to you. Growler Record Store has music for quiet, contemplative rainy days, dance parties, and even for the apocalypse. I have music made by women, queers, people of color, and in many different languages. You will find your voice as expressed by talented musicians, just the way it was meant to be. And you will likely leave feeling inspired by and connected to your fellow humans. How to find me: growlerdistro@riseup.net and growlerdistro.tumblr.com
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