There was a time when I was 24 or something equivalently young and innocent like that, when on Saturday nights between the Cat and the inevitable party at assorted Florida or Hobart houses, where I would take photos I would write on, we would pile inside Grace’s car, and sing this song VERY VERY VERY loudly, while Jason looked really afraid in the back seat.
“More Loud! More Rock!”
I promise we were totally in on the joke.
Anyway, Courtney Taylor-Taylor is in town tonight and this song is still genius.
I was looking scared, but secretly loving every minute of it. This song reminds me of a couple of perfect DC summers.
September 23, 2008 at 9:55 amFirst haircut ever, 2002, 22″ gone to Locks of Love, and my brother plays this in the car, howling the “yeah you’ve got a great… hair-do, yeah” and we grin, driving up Connecticut Avenue. Ooh, ooh, ooooohhhw!
September 23, 2008 at 10:56 am
I am going to kill all of you fuckers!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
September 23, 2008 at 3:33 am