I wish I’d felt better on Saturday night — I’m recovering from a slept on the ground in the cold in a tent chest cold — because feeling shitty meant that I was vaguely grouchy and short tempered at people all evening (if I was grouchy and short tempered at you, my bad! Sorry I’m a asshole), and this show wasn’t the place to be those things. This show was a place that was full of tiny punk feminist teenage girls, and people I loved, and also Kathleen Hanna, who I have worshipped for almost 20 years now. But even though I felt crappy, it was still a pretty magical night.
Things like this rally, celebrating the 10th anniversary of Girls Rock NC in the Triangle, are the kind of thing that validate my decision to live and work here instead of anywhere else; the evening was full of people I love and who I hadn’t seen in days / weeks / months, it was like Hopscotch, a family reunion because one thing that we all agree on is music and also that women should be making that music. An incredible lineup, a lot of people I am happy to be surrounded by, good lights, good sound — magic.
And, yeah, getting to finally photograph Kathleen Hanna was just as amazing as I hoped.
Full set here.