Allison trumps Kathleen in secret niceness category
I first became interested in punk rock music at the age of 11. My favorite bands at the time were Green Day, Blink-182, and The Offspring. Since I just got access to the internet at the time (around 1997-1998), I didn’t know of any punk music in the underground and certainly not any women punk rockers. By the time I was 13 (around 1999) and with maturity (and help of the internet and mix tapes of course), I discovered a whole new world of punk rock. I loved Fugazi, The Misfits, NOFX, Bad Religion, Dead Kennedys and a couple of others that really ignited my interest for the scene. Still, I couldn’t believe that no one was mentioning any women in punk bands. I got fed up with this and started searching any types of real rock music that were female fronted. The same year, I finally found out about Hole and Joan Jett (Jett, whom now I still listen to her music on a daily basis). Once I found those two, I couldn’t stop. Now, I have a record store close to me that sells and is knowledgeable about underground rock music. When I told the owner there what I had been listening to lately, he said “First of all, Joan Jett is awesome. Stick with her, but Hole, forget about them, let me show you some real female rock music”. Finally, the answer I had been looking for. He handed me quite a number of CD’s including Babes In Toyalnd’s Fontanelle, L7’s Smell The Magic, and 7 Year Bitch’s Viva Zapata. Not knowing any of these bands at the time, I decided to purchase them because they looked awesome and the song titles sounded killer. The guy goes to me “oh yeah, I almost forgot, here’s a band I think you’ll love more than the rest”. He then hands me a copy of Bikini Kill’s CD Version Of The First Two Records. I get home and put the disc into my CD player. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing! Real punk music from a radical female fronted band! From “Double Dare Ya” all the way to “Outta Me”, I was hooked. Even though I am a heterosexual male and couldn’t relate to the lyrics a lot, I still cherished the words that Kathleen was singing/screaming because for me it was a complete wake-up call and I could not deny anything that she was saying to be false. Oh yeah, the music was sweet as well, but those lyrics had me. Anyway, I go back to the record store the next week and purchase the rest of the Bikini Kill discs (Pussy Whipped, (which is now one of my favorite punk albums of all-time), Reject All American, and The Singles). I did get a chance to speak with Kathleen recently on Zinecoreradio and she was just the nicest, coolest woman I have ever talked to outside of Tairrie B of heavy metal band My Ruin and Allison Wolfe of Bratmobile. In conclusion, I am still a Bikini Kill junkie and love other riot grrrl bands such as Bratmobile and Sleater-Kinney as well. They will remain one of my favorite bands and Kathleen and company will always be a part of me for the rest of my life.