I hate concept albums, but not this one.
The truth is I listened to 'college rock' before I ever went to college. I'd already decided what life was going to be like based on some CDs and movies, all of which were from America. Britain was going through a post-Britpop hangover and for the most part, I favoured alternative American bands. I had… Continue reading Hall Of Fame: Bed by Juliana Hatfield
This is an apology. Specifically, an apology to Jawbreaker, the movie I dismissed back in 1999 as a Heathers rip-off. I did. I watched Jawbreaker, and then I dismissed it. And now I'm apologising. I'm apologising to Darren Stein. I'm apologising to Rose McGowan. I'm also apologising to Julie Benz, Rebecca Gayheart, and Judy Greer.… Continue reading Jawbreaker: An Apology
It started with Shampoo, a band whose bratty attitude and shouty vocals made me want to stay out too late and hitch a lift home on a milk truck. Except the local dairy farm went bankrupt and I wasn't allowed out too late in case I accidentally walked into a fight between The Greenfaulds Stab… Continue reading Riot Grrrls. Diet Grrrls. Who Really Gives A F**k?
I've spent the last few years writing fiction for younger people. I'm quite happy with what I've put out so far, because there's a market for weird books for the weirdo teens. I was one myself, and I always wanted to write books that I would have read at that age. But being an author… Continue reading Spite And Malice At High School
The world is ending, a slow and inexorable apocalypse on the horizon. But Michelle is too drunk and drugged up to notice the changes. She's too busy living her life from drama to drama, each incident a mess of her own making. Michelle is writer of some renown. She shares the same name with the… Continue reading Review: Black Wave by Michelle Tea
A blog post about small presses, Brexit, and a knighthood for Kirky Ciccone.