You can leave but don't think you are gonna get me to blog about it. I am losing my mind over here. I can't do this on my own. Be with me. Not with her.
Who has two thumbs and likes to party on my couch with my wireless mouse? Who? This guy.
THERE ARE NO BEN MEYERCORD PICKS!!!!?!?!?? The blog loses integrity by the minute when he is not here.
I've noticed that there isn't a band or a musician on there that represents bold, powerful, and intelligent women. Some of the women on the list are probably B.P.I., but their music doesn't strike that chord in me. I want to call attention to the fact that Portland has a bunch of musicians who regardless of gender are pretty damn boring and a-political. I am going to talk more about my disappointment with the women in music in Portland, only because I care about it. I want to fall in love with and feel empowered by a lady's, or girl's, or woman's, or whatever's music.
Call me old fashioned but I miss the trickle down from Olympia (riot grrls, women having their periods on stage while they are playing guitar). Granted I never listened to Sleater-Kinney (I can't remember why I boycotted them...) but I appreciate what they did with their time and talent. They didn't make me gag. So what? I grew up in the heyday of grunge. AND I lived in the northwest. So sue me if I want something a little more substantial than some cute indie girl, who sings like a little, itsy-bitsy, sleepy baby who wants to be naughty and who shops at the bin's and calls it a revolution... Or worse she doesn't shop at the bins.
I will try to keep it real up in here. I want this conversation to happen. I want to hear about how wrong I am. So please leave a comment or better yet, post your own blog about it if you want.
