DESPITE ALL MY RAGE I´M STILL JUST A RAT IN A CAGE

Art lover. Amateur painter, singer and writer. Loves traveling and learning new things. Punk nihilist, adores the beat generation and likes to scream out loud. Knows how to get up and do it herself.

On Punkness and Being Yourself - An article from The Talkhouse by Meredith Graves

highwaydiamonds:

I adore this short article by Meredith Graves as she discusses They Might Be Giants and the nature of their “punkness”. I also loved her comment that I think is tantamount to a shareable life lesson (brought to her by TMBG) :

"If you stay true to yourself, ignore most of the things society tells you are important, and remain generous to others — you will dwell in a place of great personal freedom."

Go Meredith Graves. And go John & John!

rookiemag:

This month’s theme song: a cover of Bruce Springsteen’s “Candy’s Room” by Perfect Pussy. Laura Snapes interviewed singer Meredith Graves for us—here’s an excerpt:

I’m really against that whole “radical self-love” thing. I think that is bullshit—it puts the burden of loving yourself on you, and it distracts from the real problem, which is that the cultures of privilege and oppression that surround every aspect of human life are why you feel bad about yourself. It’s not your fault. It’s everyone else’s responsibility to stop being shitty, and then you’d probably feel fine about yourself. It’s not you, it’s them.

The whole thing's worth a read.

Perfect Pussy

—II

yr-little-hoodrat-friend:

Perfect Pussy - II

i tremble with no desire, i need nothing. in loss i discovered completion. in having things stolen i found that i had more than ever. 
in the absence of everything, i found all things. and i understood myself, so i understood nothing, so i stopped questioning. 
all things pass through me, i’m a tough boy, wild and innocent and dangerous as hell. 
i’m awake and awakening. i am here and i have died. 
i killed the parts of me that said that i know. i killed off all the parts that keep me awake. 
i’ll die a thousand times to prove that i’m living. i’ll kiss myself to prove that i’m not afraid of snakes. 
nothing shakes me any more; i’m tough now, baby. really, i have lost all feeling, and i’ve lost all desire for feeling, and i can’t thank you enough.

lalalaetc:

The What’s Underneath Project: Meredith Graves

Stop what yr doing, this video is probably more important.

(Source: youtube.com)

I miss the comfort in being sad.

—Frances Farmer will have her revenge in Seattle - Nirvana

fuckyeah-folkpunk:

This is the start of our set from Yes Fest! in Albuquerque, NM with Goathead Record Collective! the first line didnt get recorded for this song but whatevs :)

Something inside is hurting you – that’s why you need cigarettes or whiskey, or music turned so fucking loud you can’t think.

—(via dl0u)

(Source: unextinguished, via thecatsmeow90)