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I was doubting myself lately, questioning my identity as a true "rockingrrrl". I'm being heavily seduced by some pretty amazing instrumental music and even ---gasp!--electronica lately. But it's very clear that I can't deny my ROCKin' roots after seeing Kim fucking Deal play tonight with The Breeders!
I stood just to the left of her in the very front and it was so loud that the pleats of my pants were moving all by themselves. I was clenching my teeth and could've probably torn my hair out...it felt FANTASTIC. Say what you will about The Breeders, but they're fucking awesome and no chicks pull it off like Kim Deal does.
Because I was right in front and so close that I could take drags off the second hand smoke coming from the cigarette hanging out of her mouth, I thought I'd stick around after the show just so I could give her a high five. She was rad, she told us that she's been living in East LA for the past year and practically gave us her cross streets, and she stuck around on stage to sign setlists and autographs with stubbed out cigarettes which she grabbed from the onstage standing ashtray. Hard core. But once they saw her signing, everyone was bum-rushing the stage, so I'll have to give her a high-five next time.
My cheeks hurt.
I stood just to the left of her in the very front and it was so loud that the pleats of my pants were moving all by themselves. I was clenching my teeth and could've probably torn my hair out...it felt FANTASTIC. Say what you will about The Breeders, but they're fucking awesome and no chicks pull it off like Kim Deal does.
Because I was right in front and so close that I could take drags off the second hand smoke coming from the cigarette hanging out of her mouth, I thought I'd stick around after the show just so I could give her a high five. She was rad, she told us that she's been living in East LA for the past year and practically gave us her cross streets, and she stuck around on stage to sign setlists and autographs with stubbed out cigarettes which she grabbed from the onstage standing ashtray. Hard core. But once they saw her signing, everyone was bum-rushing the stage, so I'll have to give her a high-five next time.
My cheeks hurt.