Feminist Friday

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When writing the topics for this week’s challenge, I thought for my Feminist Friday post I’d share a non-fiction work.

But then I realized that I’ve probably been harping on about Valerie Bryson’s Feminist Political Theory enough already.

Let’s talk about Liv Strömqvist instead!

I’ve mentioned her before, too, and revisiting her Hundra procent fett (English: One hundred percent fat) I’m sure this is a better option. Better option than anything.

If it was up to me, she’d get the Nobel Prize every year.

Why? Because she does what I want Naomi Klein to do; she presents an important message in bite-size, so that it can be consumed by those of us who aren’t exactly the sharpest of knives. Or lacking in the patience department. Or with other priorities. Whatever you want to call it.

Her format is just so damn clever.

It’s an easy read, and she’s funny, sarcastic, knowledgable, and her mix of feminism, anti-capitalism, and environmentalism is brilliant.

Let’s have a look at some of the ideas she presents!

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How are women ever going to be able to take up more space in society if we’re constantly suffering from malnourishment while being mentally preoccupied with trying to control our eating?
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I couldn’t decide if I was going to shave my legs before coming here or not … I compromised—I shaved one leg!
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If we only told people the truth instead: THERE WILL BE NO CHANGE if third world “debt” is not canceled
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…the patriarchal strategy of DIETING to keep women down…
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To give my amazing beautiful body the food it needs every day is the beginning of the end of male rule.

Does it even need commenting on?

Quick thought on feminism and skincare

I am well aware that feminism and a keen interest in skincare and/or beauty don’t really go well together. I’ve been thinking about this quite a lot. I consider myself fairly knowledgeable when it comes to feminism, and yes I do label myself feminist, and a part of me thinks I should know better. But here we are.

Recently, some of my favorite feminists rallied against beauty, arguing that we cannot support a woman’s right to choose, when the choice is to go along with patriarchal ideals and spend a fortune on changing her appearance to fit the mold; we can’t consider it an act of feminism and we can’t support any and every stupid decision a woman makes, even if a woman, just like a man, should have the right to do what the hell she likes with her body. I can’t exactly disagree.

Not even when they argued that putting acids on your face is a terrible, terrible idea.

They are right. In theory.

(But also, they must not know what what it’s like to put acid on your face. It is nice.)

And. This morning I was listening to a lady, who was also not wrong, arguing that we spend all this time on putting on creams and makeup when we could be thinking about our next project, and…other important things. (I’m not a fan of important things! OK?)

This is also true. We could be doing important things. Start a revolution and that.

However.

Why is it always that which women do that is wrong? Why is it always women who have to change?

I know that there is a contradiction in this because, yes, the acids are used to change the appearance of the skin, just to use acids as a for example. But if everyone regardless of gender was interested in their best skin, it wouldn’t be a problem, would it?

And quite frankly, men seem to have too much time on their hands. It seems far more reasonable that men should change to be more like women, rather than the other way around.

If men were busy trying to find what to do about their eye bags and is an eye serum necessary, and if so which one???  they wouldn’t have time to do half of the shit they do. Maybe they wouldn’t feel the need to. Because, surely, putting on a good mask, makes you feel nice and relaxed, i.e. you’re less likely to feel the need to go out and beat somebody up.

 

That being said.

The whole beauty industry is a trap for women and it should not be defended.

But I still resent that it is always women who have to change, and who do change. I resent that we always have to be the strong ones, the responsible ones.

I’m just tired.

 

Endless Blog Challenge

Sunday so soon?

Without further ado; here are some topic suggestions for next week:

In my Spotify Time Capsule playlist. I dunno about you but I love it when Spotify gives me playlists. I don’t usually listen to them to any extent, but it usually opens my eyes up for a track or two that I can add to my own playlists.

Most recently, we were presented with a time capsule playlist. Based on this list, share:

  1. A “What?!” song, one that you don’t really understand how it ended up in your specific playlist.
  2. What artist/group has the most songs in your list?
  3. A song you’d forgotten about, one that made you go “Oh yea, that one, 💕.”
  4. A rare song. As in, a song that’s probably not in most people’s playlist.
  5. Favorite song in the playlist?
  6. One or more artists/groups missing in your playlist. Something you used to listen to a lot that isn’t in your list.

Feminist Friday. I’ve got something specific in mind: a book with a feminist theme that you really like, fiction or non-fiction.

Skincare tag pt 1. This is an old tag created by makeupTIA. In total, it’s 12 questions, but I’m splitting it up into 3 parts, simply because I’m a big believer in the short post. These are the first 4 questions:

  1. What is your skin type?
  2. How do you store your skincare?
  3. Favorite ingredient?
  4. Most indulgent product?

Viel Glück!

Woman crush Wednesday

I’m living and breathing Kakan Hermansson.

OK. Maybe a bit of an exaggeration, but I am currently loving getting out of bed in the morning because that’s when I do my makeup while listening to her podcast Under huden med Kakan Hermansson (English: Under the skin with Kakan Hermansson), where she talks about skincare and feminism with various guests. The best way to start your day.

Her blog is my current go to source for anything skincare related.

This isn’t a new crush. She used to be on the radio years and years ago, as a side-kick on PP3 and Morgonpasset, and while I don’t agree with her taste in music, I always loved her bluntness and strong opinions. She maked even the shittiest show worthwhile listening to.

And then she quit the radio. Years ago. Still upset about that? Kinda a little?

Also. Let me remind you of the book she wrote a while back, which I gushed about here. I’ve planned a reread, because the audio version is on my book streaming service of choice.

As if that wasn’t enough. Her general appearance is an inspiration.

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What also has me well excited is the fact that she’s met and spoken to Roxane Gay (another of my crushes to be sure); it’s been recorded and you can listen to it here. And yes, it is in English.

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Woman crush Wednesday

So this is good. I’ve created a challenge that I find challenging. Why did I do that?

I tend to have a lot of woman crushes. And I tend to harp on about them. Unless you’re new, you probably know that I’m madly in love with Nina Hemmingsson, Roxane Gay, Helen Zahavi, Johanne Hildebrandt, Liv Strömqvist…to mention a few. Feminist. Writers.

What can I say. I have a type?

I can’t be going on about any of them any more. Can I…?

Nina Hemmingsson is releasing a new book next week; the title alone would make her a candidate for this post (På A svarar jag hej då//English: My answer to A is goodbye), and don’t get me started on her Twitter. The woman is pure genius.

But I think you know that already. And if you don’t, there’s really nothing I can do about it.

The purpose of this prompt, as I understand it, is to introduce you to someone new. Hopefully anyway.

So this is the challenge for me: who have I thus far failed to mention?

…for the record, I just want to state that my (current) actual crush is fannyarisone. Hands down! You know how I like to link to her Instagram. Recent post of hers that made me laugh:

English: Stop being so hysterical?! No you know what, the uterus has made it all the way up to the brain, and that’s where it’s staying!! 

But you already know I love her.

So let’s go with a different illustrator (fannyarisone isn’t an illustrator exactly, but you know what I mean, she does drawing), namely:

Holly Exley

She is an actual illustrator, a vegan, and her dogs, seem so sweet it makes me consider getting a dog. And I’m a cat person. FFS.

Basis of her appeal: I am so impressed with people who freelance. Partly because it seems complicated, and partly because you have to be so brave. She sometimes explains part of her work and does it so well. And she’s just really pleasant to listen to, v. v. important in my world.

And she just seems so sweet. You know 💕

That her latest vlog takes us to Scotland is just a bonus:

Aaand. I just realized I’ve probably mentioned her too. I’m out! There is literally no woman crush that I fail to mention, ever! Clearly don’t need prompts for that. (And I’m upset about this because why…?)

Could maybe use just a bit of restraint tho. Tiny bit. Wee.

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August wrap up

Listened to

Music has to stop. There are too many good new releases. This month we were treated to:

New Pvris track Winter. Best one so far!? The album is lovely too of course.

New Alazka track Ghost. Again, best one so far!? Previous ones, not bad. So looking forward to the album release, which, by the way, is tomorrow.

Brilliant new Foxblood release, Bittersweet:

This alternate version of Xcert’s Feels Like Falling in Love I’m absolutely mad about. Melancholy with a Thåström-type piano. (A fave type of piano playing, because I ♥ simple. You may want to compare and contrast with Thåström’s Sönder Boulevard btw, it’s a fun little exercise.)

Happy Spotify is keeping me up to date? Not sure.

As if that wasn’t enough. Suddenly learned to love Stray from the Path. So I like hardcore now???

Watched

This quite recent NIN show:

Had an epiphany. Or. It made me realize that Korn’s current setlist does makes sense. (Wasn’t entirely sure in this here post.) Because, Korn playing the entire of The Serenity of Suffering, (which is what I would like) would be like NIN playing all of their most recent release forsaking all others. That wouldn’t be great.

Also. WHY did I bother with Korn when there’s NIN? (The answer is of course Jonathan Davis, but never mind…)

…I’m just hoping no one who was ever in NIN will ever release a biography. Ever. Because I suspect they were/are no better than Fieldy. And if any of them already did, don’t tell me, I don’t want to know.

Oh my god I’m off track now, let’s get to the point already: How have I still not seen this band live??? There has to be something wrong with me. Need Europe dates asap!

Meanwhile. Amity Affliction + Casey + Alazka and Architects all have tour dates coming up. How to choose???

If we could just get back to the watching theme of this section…

YouTube finally recommended me Jamie Genevieve. Because how else does one find anything? Been binge watching like a madwoman.

She makes me want to make an actual effort when putting on makeup + buy all the things. So. Good and bad all at the same time.

American Gods. Got the DVDs because I couldn’t figure out how to stream in Sweden. (Other countries yes, Sweden no.) It’s…do we like this??

 

Twitter was great

Imagine it’s 1992 and Axl Rose tweets this about Metallica/James Hetfield:

That should give you some idea of the position Amity Affliction + Architects hold in my universe, and explain why I find this tweet insanely entertaining. Because Axl Rose would never ever have said this about Metallica, or vice versa, even if there had been a Twitter in 1992.

A favorite from Muralgranskaren:

English: This, my brothers, is in Truth Black Metal-Singing.

(And yes, it is weird use of language in Swedish too.)

Just one more! My fave feminist:

English: Humanism—when you want to make yourself look like a nice person but not change anything.

And. Nobody missed SamArchitects doing the right thing, as per usual, right?

Basically. Architects just keep making everyone else look really bad. Have I mentioned lately that I love this band? L O V E.

But seriously. If this wasn’t in your feed, there is something very wrong with your feed. Hell, Stylist Magazine tweeted about it. Lord knows why, but they did.

 

Reading

If you haven’t read Roxane Gay’s Hunger yet you need to get to it!

 

Rediscovered

The shade Maple in the kinda horrible Sleek Ultra Mattes V2 palette. It looks like it should be brown/orange, but on me it’s definitely 100% a red/pink bruise type shade. And it’s amazing. The shade Thunder is also not bad. Excellent crease color for blue looks.

20,000 days on Earth. I usually love the Nick Cave documentaries, this one just didn’t speak to me at all. Until now.

 

Using

Urtekram lotion that smells like rosemary. It doesn’t sound too exciting but I love this scent.

 

Monthly menstrual report

Menstrual cup research, this one’s great if you feel like you want some encouragement:

Unfortunately, I then went on to watch a few less positive videos. Currently unsure that a menstrual cup would work for me. Because:

a. Cannot find my cervix for the life of me.
b. Cannot be having something that might be pushing on my bladder because if I pee anymore frequently, I may as well move into the bathroom. All liquids seem to just go straight through me. (Unless I drink too much tea. Can’t be it?)

Good news: stopped being regular sooo there is hope yet I won’t have to resort to the menstrual cup!?

And in the event I’m back to regular, I’ll just refer to this Tweet:

English: The menstrual cup is great and all, but could people stop making women’s bodily functions seem like environmental problems?

Unlikely though. My period was especially sneaky and difficult to predict this month. None of the usual symptoms and random point in time. Not that it matters much, it was of the light flow variety, so not really something worth spending this many words on. Probably. I ♥ talking menstruation tho. So. Ja.

 

Reminder

Don’t get cats, they die on you.

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In which I’ve made a mistake

Ach nee.

Have you listened to the All These Countless Nights track by track commentary?

Don’t.

Just don’t.

The commentary to the brilliant track Pensacola, 2013 makes me think of this post:

Ibland kan jag vara så förbannad på en pojkvän jag haft. Att han tog sig rätten att göra anspråk på mig och att han inte gjorde slut när han märkte att jag for illa i relationen. Jag var i ett stadie där det var svårt för mig att vakta mina egna gränser. Jag ville bara ha kärlek, hans kärlek (för det var den enda jag visste). Han var inte kapabel att ge mig det jag behövde, och ändå var han kvar mer mig i år efter år. Fortsatte göra anspråk på mig år efter år. Trots att han såg ner på mig, trots att han tyckte att jag gjorde allt fel, så envisades han med att vara med mig. Ja, jag borde ha gjort slut, men jag hade inte styrkan. Jag älskade jag honom. Jag ville ju försöka. Det var från honom passiviteten kom. Han borde ha lämnat mig trots att jag bad honom att stanna. För att det är det enda barmhärtiga att göra i en sådan situation. Uppbrottet smärtar oavsett, men det totala lidandet blir mindre ju kortare relationen är. Jag tror att män gör så för att de är fega. De är rädda för att vara ensamma. Och priset de betalar för en relation är inte lika högt. Men offret för deras feghet är kvinnan.

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It reads: Instead of ending the relationship I thought I’d just neglect it. That way, I can suck you dry of your last love and not have to do anything myself. And also, I’ll avoid all the pesky feelings of breaking up. 

I don’t want anything I like to remind me of this post. I just don’t.

I blame the radio. I usually try to avoid track by track commentaries because they tend to be a painful listen, but since radio has been equally painful since one radio show host presented the well-informed opinion that we should eat bacon because it tastes good, I can’t stand radio either. And I just wanted to listen to someone talking.

Mistake. Clearly.

A new favorite

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Get your notebooks out!

If you’ve ever felt like writing a memoir, model it after Roxane Gay’s memoir Hunger. It is the perfect memoir.

It’s my new favorite for sure.

It is brilliant for the following reasons:

It focuses on a theme. It’s not let’s tell everything, including the history of my ancestors. I hate memoirs/biographies that start out with my parents/grandparents were these people, from wherever. Hate it. Instead, she focuses on events relating to her body.

It’s a feminist work. Stating the obvious. Wouldn’t be brilliant if it wasn’t feminist.

It discusses ideas, connects it to her life and society in general. While I am very fond of learning details of people’s life just for the fun of it, this is just slightly more interesting.

The best ending ever. On par with Dirty Weekend. I’d fear Roxane if I were you. I love this lady.

Don’t get me wrong, it is a difficult read. Because it shows what a horrible world we live in. The beginning of the book especially is quite difficult to get through. I had to take it at bit at a time. But it’s oh so good. Is it too soon for a reread?

The Happiness Tag

This tag is slightly overdue as I’ve been away from my desktop. Yeayea, I know it is possible to post via mobile devices but I just cannot be arsed. Too much effort. For me.

I was tagged by Lise, now let’s go!

The rules

  • List five things that makes you happy
  • Share five songs that makes you happy
  • Tag at least five bloggers that makes you happy

Five things

Coming home. I wasn’t far away. I’ve been staying at my parent’s house the past week, keeping the cats company while my parents were off hiking. It was nice, it is still home in a way. Even so. Coming home home, to my apartment, makes me v. v. happy. I want to argue that it’s because for my uses, my home is practical. Practical makes me happy.

And also. My things. People who say things don’t make you happy lie. They do. It might be temporary, but still. I take anything I can get.

Cat company. I always feel so special when cats choose to hang out with me. In truth, I’m about as special as a piece of furniture, but never mind that! Prefer it when they choose to lie next to me tho, as opposed to on.

This guy, for example, does not generally keep this distance:

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He prefers to be as close to your face as is possible. For me, this is the perfect distance. Means you can get up and make a cup of tea, do a load of laundry, water the plants, or any of the bizillion things my brain comes up with. It doesn’t seem to be a big fan of sitting still for more than 15 minutes at a time.

Feminists. In general. Feminists are without a doubt some of the funniest people. A recent example: assholesonline. Let me explain. This account is run by Linnea Claesson. She receives a threat from some guy, as per usual, this one says he’s going to “get his boys and visit her” unless she takes down a picture she’s posted. She refuses. Which is enough for me to cheer.

It gets better.

She posts this little clip (watch watch watch!):

The sign on the door reads Welcome Fredrik (name of the guy) and in brackets and his boys. In the caption she’s written I don’t get visitors too often so I’m VERY excited! 

The fact that someone had this idea at all makes me insanely happy.

It doesn’t end here.

Dinner with Fredrik and his boys. She’s set the table and is waiting.

As I was saying. Feminists are hilarious.

Super enthusiastic people. You know, people like Beth Ditto.

 

Vegan option! A vegan option that has been making me quite happy lately, is this ice cream:

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This is not only the best vegan ice cream, it is better than their non-vegan ice cream. I.e. it is creamier, and the flavor is all there.

PS. They also make dairy and soy free ice cream, in case you’re not a fan of the soy. It has a rice base and it’s just as nice.

Future plans. As in future plans to have time off work to go somewhere to see a band.

If I thought some more about going to the UK to see Deaf Havana, I’d be a slightly less miserable person. Can’t quite seem to remember to tho.

Five songs

In general, happy songs do not make me happy.

There is one glaring exception: Die Ärzte. I can’t quite explain this. I don’t think they do anything except for happy songs. Is it because I read their happy as sarcasm?

I’ve already mentioned their Monsterparty which always and without fail puts a smile on face because it’s beyond ridiculous, but I guess 3-Tage-Bart isn’t far behind?

…and you kinda need to understand German for this to make any sense at all. If it wasn’t for the lyrics, I’d never listen to this. In fact I didn’t, until my German was good enough for me to understand what the songs were about.

The type of songs that frequently do make my happy, are songs like Stray from the Path’s First World Problem Child.

Because aggressive. I like it.

There is also something about Diamanda Galás that makes me happy. Her mere existence makes me happy.

Like feminists, that someone would even think about doing what she does, it makes me happy. For example, she did an entire record of screaming, called Schrei X. It not exactly made for everyday listening, you probably can’t listen to it more often than you would watch a movie. It’s a performance piece I would say.

This is one of her more accessible tracks:

I’m also going to list Thrice’s Black Honey. Because. Not only is it a great track, which in itself is enough to make a person happy, but also. Every time I’ve been to see Architects they play it pre-show, and it makes me v. v. happy to have someone other than myself playing me this song.

Also. Miserable/depressing songs make me happy. Amity Affliction, they just do it so, so well.

 

Tag

Hitherdither? You up for it?

In which I overuse THE HORROR

I don’t always read gig reviews, but when I do, I make sure you know about it. 

Not that’s it’s a conscious choice; there usually aren’t any gig reviews I’d be interested in reading. That, or I’m just terrible at finding them.

However. Pinterest is sometimes helpful.

HELLO. Review of the Amity Affliction/Northlane/Stray from the Path/Wage War gig in Glasgow in 2016? I saw them when the tour made a stop in Stockholm, let’s see what Scotland made of it, clickety-click!

Aaaand..it’s a let down. Apparently, the purpose of the review is to demonstrate what a man the writer is.

Like when he comments on the general appearance of Northlane. Singer especially.

[T]heir vocalist Marcus Bridge still looks like Booky Wook author Russell Brand and their music, sadly, is still too niche for me to become an avid fan.

Interpretation: Marcus is too pretty, it will attract the girls. THE HORROR. Metal logic dictates liked by the girls > not heavy enough > if you do like it DON’T ADMIT TO IT. It will make you look like less of a man. That writer guy doesn’t understand why Northlane, third on the bill, gets the biggest audience reaction thus far, is hardly surprising. If you consider what the writer aims to do, failure to understand Northlane’s greatness is expected, but if you’re into the metal made these days, it’s entirely confusing.

As for their music is too niche, isn’t that like saying I only like music that appeals to a great mass of people? Oooorrrrr…? I don’t know why anyone would say that.

And don’t even get me started on the fact that it’s not as if you’d confuse Marcus and Russell Brand.

📸 @moki_mooose

Ett inlägg delat av Northlane (@northlane)

However. I’m not opposed to reviewing the appearance of the band. I think it would benefit gender equality. Women in music are already heavily judged by appearance, why should men in metal bands be any exception?

Specifically. I DO want a review of Wage War’s appearance and style.

I am serious. I need something to work with! The music isn’t doing it for me.

As in, I might, at one point, have been looking for something to throw at them. Not necessarily because they were bad. They just weren’t any fun. Not quite worth sacrificing my NYX Liquid Suede for though.

There’s this interview I keep thinking of. Guy in metal band complained people in bands weren’t allowed to be non-pretty anymore. WHAT BANDS ARE YOU EVEN TALKING ABOUT??? Kennt nicht! To me, they all look more or less like Wage War. Pretty or any synonym of the word isn’t exactly appropriate as description, is it?

And besides. What you choose to wear always sends a message. Clothes communicate. You can try and pretend it doesn’t all you want, changes nothing. May as well talk about it. Wage War; clearly not trying to challenge the prevailing world order. But then, this is metal and it’s a very conservative genre, as pointed out by Simon Reynolds and Joy Press in The Sex Revolts decades ago. Which, by the way, you really should give a read if you haven’t already.

Especially if you feel the urge to write things like this:

When The Amity Affliction finally take to the stage just before 9pm there’s a notable change in the atmosphere. … it was more a case of screaming ladies taking over the noise department and for a second I wondered if I’d been teleported to a gig hosted by the anti-christ himself, Justin Bieber.

Oh no. The few girls in attendance made their presence known. THE HORROR. Clearly, we don’t belong at metal gigs, as it needs to be commented on. Clearly, we should stick with Justin Bieber—and I’m assuming he is the antichrist because girls like him. That which girls like=evil.

Meanwhile.

Slightly surprised these guys get away with not a word about appearance. But then he’s already established they’re the girls’ faves, followed up with a final comment on how this gig was the least sweaty and bruised he’d ever been at a gig, therefore he would be unlikely to go again, i.e. Amity Affliction failed to make him feel like a man, which is obviously was this poor bloke uses metal for.

Thank you Stockholm. 📷 @xpeesx #tcbhworldtour

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I’m also confused as to why this is included:

Whilst both [Amity Affliction and Northlane] are considered metal they do have differences in their styles which I will do my best to explain.

Yesss. That’s what we need the review to do, explain the difference between Amity and Northlane. Not as if we could find that out for ourselves by, say, using Spotify? And also, why are Wage War and Stray excluded? I mean they’re all different types of metal. No explanation there??

There never is an explanation though. Unless you count labeling Northlane too niche as an explanation, or the writer’s personal opinion that Amity’s mix of melodic and heavy, well, doesn’t actually mix.

As if there is a contradiction between melodic and metal.

I suppose melodic makes for an easy listen, whereas heavy does not. Melodic music for women, heavy music for men, and thusly don’t mix? That is the reasoning behind it, right?

Obviously the idea that there’s a contradiction is simply inaccurate. Heavy + melodic = BEST MIX /fact.

…even if how to measure the level of heaviness certainly can be discussed. Anyone invent a heavyometer lately? No?

It is clear already from the start that Mr Reviewer Guy prefers the first two bands on the bill, Wage War and Stray from the Path.

Bolstering this tour are two mighty bands from the United States.

(Does my incorrect use of block quotes bother anyone? No?! What about these brackets!?)

This use of mighty. I just don’t approve. Moving on

Despite not being the headliner, SFTP take the title for best band that evening in my opinion.

What’s with the despite? Pretty sure it’s allowed to prefer an opening act to the headliner. Even if the reason is because they don’t make you worry you’ re compromising your manliness.

That being said, despite not being a Stay fan, they do put on a good show. I would repurchase, even if they’re not exactly in my playlist. (Tho the new single is v. v. catchy).

Also. I DO want to talk about is this look:

Berlin tonight

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Well that or, the short speech Mr Singer Guy did in Stockholm; he pointed out that the show was for everyone and don’t fucking harass the girls, and if you see someone doing that let them know that’s not OK. (I’m paraphrasing, he said something to that effect, my brain was all Hey! That’s vaguely feminist! put him in the feminist compartment and moved on with its life. My criteria for the feminist label for men in metal are extremely low.)

OK then. I think I’ve demonstrated why gig reviews probably aren’t something I should be reading, even if I’m able to find them. Throws me straight into rant mode it does.

Not that I hate rant mode. Just don’t think other people are that wild about it.