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...word itself, its forbidden nature, its taboo. I remember when it first struck me. The year was 1995 and I was 12 years old, driving in the backseat of my mother’s car. She was listening to her usual adult alternative contemporary station and a song from a new, young Canadian songstress came on. I grew 10 years listening to those lyrics that somehow passed unedited into my ears. There was mention of some broken relationship, some new person, some mysterious mention of a “cross-eyed bear.” And then, in sultry, cool...
...Boston Woman Curser: “Snailhead” by the Throwing Muses from The Curse live album; 1:44 into the track. The studio version of this song is about the same, except for the styling of the phrase “break the fuckin’ spiral,” vociferously grrr-ed by lead singer Kristin Hersh in sharp contrast to the album version’s more tepid version of the oath. Delicious! She’s not the best-looking angst-ridden siren, but this second of song makes her a veritable goddess...
...supplanted CD versions of her landmark 1975 release Horses, and features some excellent lyrical changes from The Who’s version. Though on both recordings it sounds like the curse should come at the “fuh fuh fuh ... fade away!” segment of the song, Patti Smith decides to modify more drastically, changing The Who’s mild “things are looking pretty cold / I hope I die before I get old” to a bombastic cry of “I don’t need their fucking shit! / hope...
...them. My friend and I mosy over to their circle and initiate dancing contact. At first, they appear receptive and willing to dance. Eventually, my friend and I each pair off with one of the girls and the dancing is hot. Yet after a song or two, That Group of Girls automatically go into Secret Service Mode. I suddenly am made to feel that I am not dancing with this girl, but rather making an assassination attempt on her life. Her secret service agent friends advance upon us and quickly drag the girl away...
...come, and the music stops. I’m sad because I haven’t seen all my friends. Notable absences have included, but are not limited to, The Surprise (the shy person in section who morphs into a total party animal), The Alternative (turns every hip-hop song into a Nirvana-esque mosh-pit) and The Guy Who Jokes About Doing Hard Drugs In The Bathroom. Oh well. Saturday is another night. I’m going to Tommy’s now. What? It’s closed...