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Being a teenager can really suck. There’s going to be times when you don’t feel comfortable with getting advice from anyone, but sticking it out alone isn’t the best idea. A few people were lucky enough to have Sleater-Kinney’s Carrie Brownstein and Corin Tucker help them out when that situation arose. In this video from Rookie, the pair answers questions teens have about breakups, first kisses, and unrequited love towards your best friend. As if Carrie and Corin couldn’t be any cooler, they give really great, solid advice. Read More
Fans of The Runaways haven’t known what to think since Jackie Fuchs, The Runaways’ former bassist, accused the band’s late manager, Kim Fowley, of sexually assaulting her in 1975. The biggest source of controversy has been her claim that bandmates Cherie Currie and Joan Jett, among others, were in the room when it happened. Both Currie and Jett have denied this claim, but in different styles. Jett released a statement on Friday: “Anyone who truly knows me understands that if I was aware of a friend or bandmate being violated, I would not stand by while it happened. Read More
As a hardcore Runaways fan, I was not surprised by the story that went up last night on the Huffington Post about the rape of Jackie Fuchs, original bassist for the legendary girl group The Runaways. In the excellently reported long-form article The Lost Girls by Jason Cherkis, Jackie alleges that their producer and manager, noted scumbag Kim Fowley, raped the then 16-year-old Fuchs while she was passed out, having been given Quaaludes, in 1975. Read More
The first time I heard Nirvana, it was a hot summer day and I was en route to Home Depot with my dad. I was probably six or seven years old. The classic rock station played Nirvana’s “All Apologies” and my mind was blown. Something about it seemed magical; the repetition of “all in all is are we are” mesmerized me. That trip shaped who I am today. I’ve always been obsessed with music. My favorite childhood memories are dancing to my dad’s record collection in my living room. Read More
Many of my most formative moments took place on the John Jay High School Swim & Dive team bus. I was a slow and techniqueless swimmer and could barely pull off a sit-dive, but the team didn’t cut anyone who showed up to practice, so there I was. I didn’t even go to John Jay, but my tiny public high school sent kids who wanted to play the less-popular sports to the bigger nearby school. It was a perfect place for me to meet new people. Read More