Pop
Ad-Rock screams into my ears, penetrating my muscles, compelling me to play the notes with precision. Kunal's on the drums, locked in a trance that makes his hands a blur. The energy radiating from the giant speaker next to me threatens to knock me off my feet.
Between Those Lips
The Riviera sunset is flooding the lobby and bathing us all in warm light, but as it catches that world-famous mouth, there is a glint I know to examine more closely.
La Palabra L
My Myspace page becomes a giant collage depicting my undeniable love for Dana and Tegan and Sara. I’m not hiding anything. In fact, I think I’m making it pretty impossible for anyone who knows me to say, “that girl MUST be straight.”
So Unusual
Even in the world of don’t-offend parenting, I got as far as I did because I tell the fucking truth. I might have the only parenting book to regularly drop the f-bomb. My entire brand is built on being not-blend-in-able.
Gods Of Rock
Ad-Rock screams into my ears, penetrating my muscles, compelling me to play the notes with precision. Kunal's on the drums, locked in a trance that makes his hands a blur. The energy radiating from the giant speaker next to me threatens to knock me off my feet.
The Shadow Of Me
My home was now a crime scene, everything I owned was evidence. I watched the light go out on the bright, outgoing, creative 22 year old and a ghostlike shadow take her place.
Everybody, Everybody Knows
“Everybody Knows This Is Nowhere” meant something specific for Young, in a strange city where the weather never changes, dreaming of a bit of a breeze that never seemed to come.
Living In Love In The Year Of The Tiger
The soft, thick leather of the steering wheel begged for a gentle touch; the engine's natural rumble was backed up by Audi's turbocharged powerplant; and the 505-watt Bang & Olufsen sound system bumped harder than anyone would ever need.
Nowhere To Go But Up
The children missing shoes, the young men preyed on by John Wayne Gacy, the drunks confined to their fire escape — all these lost souls, they had nowhere to run.
The Tao Of Bowie
I had to get away from the TV. Now I'm sitting in my room gazing into the cryptic face of my alien visitor, whose timing cannot be coincidental.
My Grandmother, The FBI, & Jay-Z
It’s a New York spring morning: hazy, dim, quiet. From the bottom of the staircase I hear these new sounds: wailing, then choked silence, then gasping for breath. It is 6 in the morning and my mother is in tears.
Shattered Vinyl
They loved Frank Sinatra and cigarettes and bell-bottoms and platform shoes and sneaking out in the middle of the night and being all kinds of Dazed & Confused. Absolutely brilliant.
Charlie's Angels Meet The Upside Down
Diana Ross and Crystal Gayle had a Beautiful Hair Baby, and she has great clothes and the fierce confidence of a thousand 3rd graders. She is terrifying. I have to be friends with her.
My Life Is Delirious
When I turn 17, I do my first open mic at a coffee shop near my hometown in Connecticut. White people, dim lighting, and overpriced coffee. Terrifying.
My Pop Education
I can learn by listening. Listening and Listening and more Listening until eventually my parents insist that I take my headphones off and “be present” or get grounded.
Someone Like Adele
I can feel my face falling as though I’ve just had a stroke. But as he kneels behind me and starts giving me a rim job, my anger subsides.