The Smithereens – Blood And Roses

I love the bass line in this song, and it’s been coming up on shuffle in Spotify a lot lately. The lyrics are the perfect mix of pretty and pretty depressing.

A story about fake blood: Some number of years ago, I had just gotten out of a shitty relationship and was looking for ways to occupy my open schedule. I signed up to be an actor for the haunted houses that pop up at Blossom Music Center each September.

During the first day of tryouts, I was told I would be running in the woods as a zombie. Some happy go lucky girl with pigtails and a kid at home decked out my face to dead girl mode inside of a cramped changing room. She asked me if we could car pool each weekend.

Outside, a guy named Travis with a green face, glasses and spiky hair started talking to me about how I looked like his friend. He then proceeded to drink a Dixie cup of blood, swish it around in his mouth, and spit it all over my face and costume.

By the time the night was over, my favorite Etnies shoes were destroyed from mud and the chewing tobacco that people kept spitting into the field. I was creepily hit on by almost every single dude: one of them was nice enough to tell me that one of them had told the rest of them that he was “planning to fuck” me. It was rainy, my hair was a rats nest, and I never saw the money I was supposed to get for attending tryouts.

It was a piss ass weird night.

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Sugarcult – You’re The One

I’ve always wanted to do a DJ photo, and the first song on the Sugarcult album Start Static just happens to mention one.

Everybody knows that he is gonna steal the show
You better keep it in control or you’ll go crazy
Black mask spinning wax your record had a heart attack
It made you do the thing that drove you crazy

Here’s some outtakes, just for kicks. I definitely need to improve my DJ poses, and plan on revisiting this image.

Side note: When you type in ‘DJ’ in Google images, you get all these sweet pics of dudes spinning in neon to crowds of thousands. If you search ‘girl DJ’ you are greeted with scantily clad women spinning solo in tiny studios. Ick.

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AFI – Love Like Winter

Today I photographed smoke for the first time, and had a blast doing it. It only took a few camera clicks to achieve the result I was looking for. Another AFI-inspired image, this is me playing off the line “She exhales vanilla lace” from the song Love Like Winter.

At one of the AFI shows I’ve attended, my friend purchased a wicked awesome shirt with one of the band member’s faces on the front. “I TASTE OF BLOOD” was on the back. Me, I wound up buying a hoodie featuring the Decemberunderground rabbits. While I adore all animals, I’ve always found rabbits to be creepy, and I’m still amazed that I wore that thing as much as I did.

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AFI – Greater Than 84

I’ve been listening to AFI all week, ever since I discovered the commentary for Burials. For this image I was inspired by the track Greater Than 84. In the commentary, the band describes this song as one of the two pop songs on the album, the rest of which one member describes as “misery.” I find the bridge in this song beautiful, like I do with many AFI bridges. To me bridges can make or break a song, and these guys get them right more than most.

Will you hold my hand as we count down the hours?
Standing beneath the meteor showers

The first concert I attended with friends starred AFI. I remember us near the front of the stage, piled into the little Cleveland venue like sardines. It was so hot, sticky and sweaty that the crew squirted us with hoses before it started. I think I discovered around 15 bruises up and down my body the next day.

I’ve seen A Fire Inside twice since, and am always impressed by the dedicated fan base. Listening to the commentary has made me appreciate this group even more, and I’d love it if they released a commentary for The Art of Drowning and Sing The Sorrow.

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