New England Roses are an American band formed in 2002 by JD Samson from Le Tigre, Sarah Shapiro from The Bachelor and Brendan Fowler from BARR. Their music takes on aspects of Lo-Fi pop and electronica. The involvement of band members in other groups means that their songs have been written in their spare time. They have also covered tracks by George Michael, Tracy Chapman, and Dave Matthews.
New England Roses - Face Time with Son
http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?m6sqv4138azl808*i bought the CD and uploaded it for all*
discovered jd samson today. so in love with their face.
Louise Post / Veruca Salt
Livid Festival, Brisbane, AU 97
by Tony Mott
♡ ♡ pack up your troubles ♡ ♡
an all girl power road trip mix for rosie
♡♡♡
o1. cherry bomb - the runaways. o2. what i say and what i mean - the like. o3. young volcanoes - fall out boy. o4. heartbeat - jjamz. o5. soco amaretto lime - brand new. o6. teenagers - hayley williams. o7. we are young (acoustic cover) - little mix. o8. girl gang - kate nash. o9. pack up - eliza doolittle. 10. the only place - best coast. 11. runnaway - plastiscines. 12. fair game - the like. 13. holiday - paramore.
“I drink to remember, I smoke to forget.”
Feminism: let’s play!
Illustration for an “Una Buena Barba” zine.
(via Why I Was Never a Riot Grrrl | Bitch Media by Laina Dawes)
Now I remember why I never felt interested in being part of the riot grrrl scene. The film shows snippets of footage of young white women in that era, saying that the riot grrrl was a scene in which they didn’t have to fight in the mosh pit, or have men sexualize them for being at a show. For me, I was in the mosh pit, getting bruised and punched because as an individual, not as a woman, I wanted to be where the action was and even back then I knew that allies, regardless of gender, were few and far between. So I was just me. I also remembered being more fearful of being assaulted because I was black than because I was a young woman. I would have almost begged to be seen as a woman back then, but my ethnicity trumped my gender.
In Women & Performance, Nguyen writes that certain forms of rebellion performed by white women were translated differently when filtered through a racial lens.
“For instance, women of color wondered out loud for whom writing ‘SLUT’’ across their stomachs operated as reclamations of sexual agency against feminine passivity, where racisms had already inscribed such terms onto some bodies, and poor or criminal-class women argued that feminists ‘slumming’ in the sex industry (through stripping, for the most part) as a confrontational act implied that other women in this or other tiers of the industry were otherwise conceding to patriarchy.”
I distinctly remember the white women within the punk scene were capable of being just as exclusionary and bigoted as the men were, and among the white women I knew who identified as feminists, there was a strong sense that there was little to no concern as to how ethnicity made my experiences as a woman different than theirs. There was no knowledge, and more importantly no interest to know…well outside of Rebecca Walker, who was the right age, of the right class and most importantly, not ‘too angry’ to alienate them or challenge their naïve idealized notions about how the world works. If my ideas differed from them, guess who was wrong and who was right?
[…]
These women activists created a movement that was only relatable for them and there was no thought given to the inclusion of women of color. We were expected to be grateful that they were fighting for us because we shared the same lady parts. That was not—and still is not—the case.
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(via Why I Was Never a Riot Grrrl | Bitch Media by Laina Dawes)
Now I remember why I never felt interested in being part of the riot grrrl scene. The film shows snippets of footage of young white women in that era, saying that the riot grrrl was a scene in which they didn’t have to fight in the mosh pit, or have men sexualize them for being at a show. For me, I was in the mosh pit, getting bruised and punched because as an individual, not as a woman, I wanted to be where the action was and even back then I knew that allies, regardless of gender, were few and far between. So I was just me. I also remembered being more fearful of being assaulted because I was black than because I was a young woman. I would have almost begged to be seen as a woman back then, but my ethnicity trumped my gender.
In Women & Performance, Nguyen writes that certain forms of rebellion performed by white women were translated differently when filtered through a racial lens.
“For instance, women of color wondered out loud for whom writing ‘SLUT’’ across their stomachs operated as reclamations of sexual agency against feminine passivity, where racisms had already inscribed such terms onto some bodies, and poor or criminal-class women argued that feminists ‘slumming’ in the sex industry (through stripping, for the most part) as a confrontational act implied that other women in this or other tiers of the industry were otherwise conceding to patriarchy.”
I distinctly remember the white women within the punk scene were capable of being just as exclusionary and bigoted as the men were, and among the white women I knew who identified as feminists, there was a strong sense that there was little to no concern as to how ethnicity made my experiences as a woman different than theirs. There was no knowledge, and more importantly no interest to know…well outside of Rebecca Walker, who was the right age, of the right class and most importantly, not ‘too angry’ to alienate them or challenge their naïve idealized notions about how the world works. If my ideas differed from them, guess who was wrong and who was right?
[…]
These women activists created a movement that was only relatable for them and there was no thought given to the inclusion of women of color. We were expected to be grateful that they were fighting for us because we shared the same lady parts. That was not—and still is not—the case.](http://25.media.tumblr.com/358956385d37b83e338a7d43e3d9f531/tumblr_mn02xgfZZH1qk7u5bo1_400.jpg)
