TBT Tunes: The Distillers

Drain the Blood – The Distillers

I was listening to The Nerdist podcast this week, featuring Josh Homme (of Queens of the Stone Age & Eagles of Death Metal fame) and he mentioned being married to Brody Dalle, lead singer and guitarist of The Distillers. Fact about me: when I was in high school, I secretly wanted to be Brody Dalle. Even though I was a cheerleader turned drama-nerd, I had this secret love of punk and a longing to dye my hair, pile on the black eye liner, and get a few piercings. I remember seeing pics of Brody Dalle in Alternative Press magazine (yes I totally had a subscription) and wishing that I had the courage to look exactly like that. ¬†However, growing up in a small southern town, experimental self expression was not exactly encouraged. There were a few kids who went with the whole “punk” thing in my high school. In fact, if I recall correctly, most of them were labelled as “skater kids”. Not to mention, my parents, as liberal as they could be, would have had a straight up heart attack.

However, I did go on a tattoo/piercing spree when I turned 21. So I guess I did eventually achieve my dreams a bit. And I can sneer, just like Brody Dalle.

Anyways, love this song. It’s totally on my running playlist.

Happy Thursday!

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Bring It On!

I really wanted to update my blog today, but wasn’t sure what to write about other than how proud I am of myself for buying lots of healthy groceries yesterday and how excited I was over my first run of Spring! (It was terrible, in case you were wondering. Taking off for 6 months = barely making it two miles).

Well instead, I decided to take a page from Meghan’s book and do a Throwback Thursday post ūüôā

A couple weeks ago, The Vampire Diaries had an episode that featured a cheerleading competition (sometimes normal high school things happen on that show¬†in between¬†all the supernatural fighting). Since then I’ve been having massive cheerleader flashbacks. Yesterday I actually wore my 8th grade cheerleading t-shirt on my run. I can’t believe I still have it!

Screen shot 2013-03-28 at 10.41.25 AM¬†Look! Me circa 8th grade in my cheerleading picture. Unfortunately, all the high school cheerleading pics are at my mom’s house in Florida.

I was in 8th grade when the movie Bring It On came out. Yes, I saw it in theatres about three times with my cheerleading friends. Yes, I could quote every line. I even remember one embarrassing moment when my team decided it would be a good idea to do one of the cheers from the movie at a football game. It made no sense to anyone in the stands, except us.

Cheerleading has always had a reputation¬†for being a “girly” sport–that is, if someone is even able to admit that it is in fact a sport. I was a part of a generation of cheerleaders who helped bring cheerleading into a whole new category other than just a bunch of pretty, popular girls waving pom-poms and rooting for the home team. We were athletes. To paraphrase the movie: We had fun. We worked hard. And we won competitions. Most of what we did wasn’t even seen by the people we cheered in front of at every game because no one goes to Cheerleading competitions. But we still did it, because we loved it.

It was one of the reasons why I loved and still love Bring It On so much! It showed a side of cheerleading that most people didn’t even know existed at the time. In any other sport, you practice and practice and get a handful of games to prove that your team is the best. If you lose a game in football or basketball, you can always redeem yourself the next week. In cheerleading, you train and practice year round and get three minutes to prove yourself. You use it or you lose it. Competitive cheerleaders have to be so many things: gymnasts, dancers, acrobats…you have to smile and preform and make that round off back-hand-spring-back-tuck look effortless.

Wow, I got a little carried away with the Cheerleading feels just now! Back to the movie….

I’ve never seen the sequels that followed, but the original will always be one of my favorites. It brings me back to a time when I was a little girl who had sprained her ankle three days before competition but sucked it up and went out there anyways, and suffered the pain of it after happily when we scored a trophy! I was proud to push my body and make myself the best I could. I loved bragging about every bruise and injury. I loved the adrenaline rush of competition. Just watching that part of the movie makes me feel that excitement all over again.

Plus, Jesse Bradford was easy on the eyeballs too. Even though back then I, like Kirsten Dunst, had no idea who The Clash was. *loser sneeze*

And we have the same birthday. May 28th!

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Happy Thursday everyone…

The weekend is almost here!!

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