I’ve always thought of these songs as teenage lust flip-sides: hormone-charged, sloppy, full of angst but perfectly direct, too. (Must’ve been on my headphones when I was watching skater boys in high school.)
Helen Boyd Kramer's journal on gender and stuff
I’ve always thought of these songs as teenage lust flip-sides: hormone-charged, sloppy, full of angst but perfectly direct, too. (Must’ve been on my headphones when I was watching skater boys in high school.)