Shit!
* Forgot sunglasses. Scrambles around in bag and presses play on disc man. Music of choice: The Halo Friendlies 'Get Real'.*
*Trips over neighbour's cat*
Fuck!
*Walks down street in foul mood. But then a smile starts to creep across Stacey’s face and a bounce slips into her step. Hmm..she quite likes this music. She starts grinning at strangers*
Hey, How you doing, Mister?
*Winking at the boy on the corner, she flips her skirt. As she heads into town, people stop and stare. ‘Mmhmm’ they’re thinking. ‘That chick’s kinda cool.’ Stacey walks down to the park, still smiling, still liking this girl rock, singing loudly and bobbing her head to the dum dum dummedy dum beat, guitars crunching like candy under her feet. Then she spies a boy. She walks over to him, but he walks the other way.*
Bastard!
*She rips the CD outta her discman and reaches into her bag, goes past the Donnas, Sleater Kinney, The Muffs (who produced the album, whatever that means!) and pulls out her raggedy ‘Hole’ album*
Fuck this candy, nasal, pop posing as rock shit!
*It starts to rain*
The Halo Friendlies - Get Real
Ok i have NO idea what the hell this record sounds like.
but suppose youve suceeded that its not worth its salt.
Re: The Halo Friendlies - Get Real
why do people want every spelled out? i've heard this record and Stacey got the attitude and feel of the record across, which is more important than "seminal chord changes" and "a distinctly commerical middle eight on track 7" or saying something like "wow, people with tits and guitars, how revolutionary, let's put 'em on the cover of every magazine in the world, just cus they're not beardy boys ripping off their dads record collection"