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By Carrie Waite

I like to think I’m a pretty connected person. What with MySpace (is anyone on there any more?), Facebook, RSS feeds, the “blogosphere”, Twitter and even good old fashioned email, one would assume that one would have heard about ones favorite band, Wilco, having announced news of an upcoming record, before today. One would be wrong. Somehow the news, that Wilco has nearly completed their next as yet to be named album, slipped through the matrix on it’s way to me. Until now. It’s expected to be available round June. Just in time for my birthday. Thanks, Jeff!


This new record is stated to feature a guest appearance by Feist on at least one track, titled “You and I”, which makes me hope for more of the loveliness that kept my ears glued to their last record, Sky Blue Sky.

Rumored tracks, in no particular order and subject to change:

Deeper Down

Conscript (aka I’ll Fight)

One Wing


Wilco (the song)

Country Disappeared


Bull Black Nova

Sonny Feeling

You and I


Wilco performed their title song back in October on The Colbert Report, (Check it out here).

And if you’re not sick of Wilco yet, my pal Tracy and I are also heading down to the Sarasota Film Festival to pal around with Steve Buscemi (not really, but they say he’s going to be attending) and catch a screening of the upcoming Wilco documentary, Ashes of American Flags: Wilco Live  directed by Brendan Canty (Fugazi) and Christoph Green. Canty and Green are the creative force behind the gorgeus Burn to Shine DVD series

Here’s my wishlist, just in case they decide to make a Burn to Shine here in Tampa Bay and need suggestions (in no particular order):


Pink Lincolns

Ronny Elliott

Will Quinlan and the Diviners

Rebekah Pulley 

Blast and the Detergents


Have Gun Will Travel

The Weapons of Ass Destruction

Giddy-Up, Helicopter!


Car Bomb Driver


Who else should be on the list?


By Cathy Wos

I recently watched the 20th Anniversary Edition of Heathers and it’s still so Very.


The Anti-Hughes teen movie blew apart sappy stereotypes and happy endings where the Prom Queen and the Juvenile Delinquent date and the Jock falls in love with the Freak. The Popular Girl and the JD may date in Heathers, but their teen angst bullshit has a body count.


The script was the key.
The dialogue was so witty. The catchphrases timeless. To this day I still say: “Jealous much?” and “Great pate, but I gotta motor if I wanna be ready for that funeral.”

Daniel Waters is delusional.
The screenwriter really thought that Stanley Kubrick would direct Heathers. I mean, he really thought that. The Shining references make so much more sense now.

A new generation is discovering Heathers.
But will they get it? Is it still relevant? I hope so. There would be no Mean Girls without Heathers. (In fact, the director of Mean Girls is Daniel Waters’ brother, Mark.)

Young Adult writers Rachel Cohn and/or David Levithan must be equally obsessed with Heathers. The movie is mentioned in Nick & Norah’s Infinite Playlist and Naomi and Ely’s No Kiss List. There is a band in N&ENKL called My Dead Gay Son. I wish I had thought of that.

Heathers was made at the right time.
This movie would never get the green light in a Post-Columbine world.

When I heard this quote from the principal “Now I’ve seen a lot of bullshit… angel dust, switchblades, sexually perverse photography involving tennis rackets…” ) I always assumed that it referred to Robert Mapplethorpe. However, the legal battle in Ohio occurred after Mapplethorpe’s death and after Heathers was filmed.

I Don’t Patronize Bunny Rabbits!
The adults in the movie are caricatures. Until you get to the bunny rabbit scene. Veronica’s mother delivers the best speech of any parent in any teen movie. Take that, John Hughes!

“‘Treated like human beings'”? Is that what you said, little Ms. Voice-of-a-Generation?” How do you think adults act with other adults? Do you think it’s all a game of doubles tennis? When teenagers complain that they want to be treated like human beings, it’s usually because they are being treated like human beings.

Be careful what you mock.
Jeremy Applegate (Paul Boyce) prays to never commit suicide. In 2000, he did so in real life.
Kim Walker (Heather Chandler) uttered the famous line “Did you have a brain tumor for breakfast?” and died of one in 2001.

By Cathy Wos

I blame Michelle. She was my best friend from high school and she introduced me to Mickey Rourke. To be more specific, 9 1/2 Weeks and apple schnapps from her grandmother’s alcohol cabinet. My life would never be the same.


Now don’t get me wrong. I had already discovered the Bad Boy. In fact, I bonded with Michelle over our mutual Dead Crush, James Dean. But Mickey was ALIVE and he was raw and sexual and vulnerable and yes, he was crazy. These were the salad days: Pope of Greenwich Village, Angel Heart, Barfly (which I watched with my father ?!?!? and he nicknamed Mickey Snagglepuss). I will admit this here and only here – I even loved Year of the Dragon. Mickey was heading toward a long and prosperous career and then he gave it all up…for boxing.

I received tickets to see Mickey box a mechanic from Hialeah for my 19th birthday. Joe Queenan was Mickey Rourke for a day and smoked 81 cigarettes. Kim Basinger said kissing him was like licking an ashtray. I was undeterred.

I suffered through years of bad movies and bad personal choices. My personal shorthand for this time period? The Carre Otis Years. And don’t jump on my case. I am not blaming the victim or excusing Mickey’s bad behavior. There was a lot of shit going on in that relationship that I don’t pretend to understand. Although it is clear that they do NOT belong together.


Mickey had become a punchline and I wore my love for him like a badge. There were glimmers of hope: Spun (which is a movie he apparently hates) and Sin City. But for the most part he was uninsurable and morphing into caricature through years of boxing damage and bad plastic surgery.

And then came along Darren Aronofsky.


When I first heard the buzz surrounding The Wrestler I got that feeling. Here was The Redemption of Mickey Rourke. Here is the role I always knew he had in him, the role he lived. And sure enough, he’s been invited to The Big Dance. Will he win an Oscar? I placed my bet on this dark horse long ago. He does have competition among fellow Bad Boy, Sean Penn. And Mickey is still…Mickey. He has accepted a certain amount of politics in Hollywood, but he still refuses to play the game. He thanked his precious dogs in his Golden Globe acceptance speech.

His best friend Loki died this week. I wonder how he copes with losing his 18-year-old dog. I, myself, am in the process of saying goodbye to my own feline best friend who is sick. His name? Mickey. I think you’ve figured out by now that he’s not named after the Mouse.

By Cherie Currie

GOD!!! I’ve been hearing of all these girls that claim they were a member of my band, The Runaways. Frankly, I don’t remember them! I will not name names, I don’t want to be cruel, but hey! In the midst of all that’s going on with the movie, all the blood, sweat and tears that were shed by us five girls: Sandy West — RIP, we love and miss you, baby, Joan Jett, Lita Ford, me, and Jackie Fox, I can’t think of a single person that deserves to carry the torch as the family that were, as Jackie puts it, “The Famous Five”.


Yes, Vicki Blue joined after Jackie left. I only did a photo session and a rehearsal or two with her. She did go on tour and was a ‘part’ of the band. Micki Steele was a part of the trio before Jackie and I were involved but there was no deal. (So glad she succeeded with The Bangles. She’s a truly gifted artist).

Frankly, I’m sick of these women, staking their claim to something that we (the original five) made happen. And if you (meaning these girls) think that I’m going to stand by idle and let you bask in the sunshine that we five worked our asses off for, you are sadly mistaken.

This movie The Runaways is based on my book. I spent years working on the new version, which the movie is based on. I refuse to let these gals walk in and claim they were or are a part of it in any way.

I’m so proud of Joan Jett and Lita Ford that they continued on in this ‘heavier then hell’ business and made a success of themselves. You are true pioneers and I love you both with all my heart.


The Runaways were five girls that kicked some major ass. We fought the male-dominated musical world against all odds. I refuse to let anyone other then us bask in glory of what was a fight like no other.

If you want to ‘stake your claim,’ you have to go through me baby… and GOOD LUCK!!!

Cherie Currie of the one and ONLY, The Runaways!

By the way, with the hope that The Runaways be graced by the Rock ‘N’ Roll Hall of Fame, the ORIGINAL five members should be inducted. No one else.

Cherie Currie was the lead singer of The Runaways. She’s a professional musician, actress, author, and one of the few women in America who create chainsaw art. She writes Cherie Currie’s Guide to Life because she loves you.

By Gina Vivinetto

Top Albums (in alphabetical order):

1. Deerhunter, Microcastle
2. Fleet Foxes, Fleet Foxes
3. French Kicks, Swimming
4. The Last Shadow Puppets, The Age of Understatement
5. Ra Ra Riot, The Rhumb Line
6. Santogold, Santogold
7. Wolf Parade, At Mount Zoomer
8. Wye Oak, If Children

Best singles:
1. M.I.A. “Paper Planes”
2. Santogold “Lights Out”
3. Rihanna, “Don’t Stop The Music”
4. whatever singles the Black Kids released

Best reissue to DVD:


Actually, it’s never been on DVD before and this is why it took me nearly three decades to see it: Ladies and Gentlemen, The Fabulous Stains, a great little dramedy about the exploitation that goes on in both the media and the music industry. Best line: When teen age rock star Corrine Burns (as played by a 16-year-old Diane Lane) snarls, “I think every citizen should be given an electric guitar on her 16th birthday.” Another plus: great feature characters played by Fee Waybill of The Tubes, Paul Cook and Steve Jones of the Sex Pistols and Paul Simonon of The Clash.

Most interesting people:

Barack Obama: I can’t believe a black guy won.
Rachel Maddow: I can’t believe a lesbian hosts an MSNBC show.
Lindsay Lohan: I can’t believe a starlet came out of the closet.
Sarah Palin: I can’t believe this imbecile ran for VP.

By Stephanie Koppel

A few days ago, I had absolutely no interest in seeing a film about teenage vampires, but as soon as I heard that the film’s star, Kristen Stewart, had been cast as Joan Jett in the upcoming Runaways biopic, I knew I needed to see Twilight.


Stewart’s overall performance wasn’t terrible, but there was one scene at the end where she is stammering and I watched — I watched painfully. The Twilight producers wanted me to cry tears of sorrow here, but I nearly cried tears of laughter. And then I got a little scared — and not because of the creepy blood-sucking stuff. I asked myself: could I ever envision this girl playing the toughest chick in rock ‘n roll? (Let’s review Stewart’s recent appearance on The Late Show with David Letterman).

But then I realized, avid Runaways fans like myself are going to be Stewart’s toughest critics. Even if she’s handled by the most astute stylists — who will replicate Joan’s signature leather getup — and treated by skilled make up artists, who will bury her in eyeliner, we will probably never be satisfied. Even if Stewart becomes our Joan, we’re still going to critique her voice, her swagger and her guitar playing; we’ll probably even dissect her scowl.

In any case, Twilight is an enormous hit; it raked in nearly $70 million in its opening weekend, and as a result, Stewart has gained a huge teen fan base. Almost all of the Twilight fans I interviewed had no idea who Joan Jett was (and the few that did had never heard of The Runaways), yet nearly every single one of them told me they would see The Runaways just because of Stewart’s involvement in it. They are so Kristen-crazy that they’d also run to buy her album if she decided to release one. But this promising legion of Stewart fans may be completely shut out if The Runaways receives an R rating (and sex, drugs and rock ‘n roll have never really been PG).


The Runaways will be directed by famed music video director Floria Sigismondi and executive produced by Joan Jett and Kenny Laguna. Reportedly the filmmakers have secured the music rights. This makes me wonder: will Kristen and the other Runaways actresses lip synch or will they try their hardest to nail “Cherry Bomb”?

“I’d prefer lipsyching so the real Runaways music can be heard and enjoyed by the masses,” said one long-time Runaways fan. The majority of Runaways fans seem to be hoping for the Milli Vanilli route, whereas Kristen Stewart’s fans, unsurprisingly, want to hear her sing in the movie.

Hopefully The Runaways will turn out to be an exciting and accurate account of one of my all-time favorite bands. And since Joan is in the producer’s chair, I know I won’t be disappointed.

So who do you think should round out the rest of Runaways? Which actress do you think is worthy of squeezing into Cherie Currie’s corset?

By Eve Naskale

(Editor’s note: We asked Eve to share this story with us after we saw this item about a sewing machine signed by members of Metallica. Big whoop. Eve got John Waters to sign her pink KitchenAid mixer).

The best thing that has ever happened to my dream future kitchen is breast cancer. I know that’s not a nice thing to say, but it’s true. I own a ton of pink kitchen things, and as soon as we can get into a house where a pink kitchen will work, I will put it all out and paint my cabinets pink.

The center piece for said future pink kitchen is Betty Whipple, my Kitchen Aid Artisan Mixer. I don’t get to use it much, but I stroke it lovingly every time I walk by it. Especially now that it’s a marvel of kitsch pop-culture history.

John Waters, the director of cult classics like Pink Flamingos, Hairspray, Serial Mom and (my favorite) A Dirty Shame, came to town to perform his man show called “The Filthy World.” Essentially he goes through the ins and outs of how his crazy ass movies were made, the pitfalls, the insane stories, and people he’s met along the way. Afterwards, there was to be a “memento signing”.

I didn’t want any CDs signed, and I don’t collect DVDs. I have a couple of signed CDs and they just get tucked away along with the rest of my musical library. I did want him to sign something, but I wanted it to be special. I wanted to take something ordinary and create a museum piece. At the risk of ruining it, I decided on Betty Whipple.

At the time I was recovering from a shattered elbow and was in a horrible arm brace, but I put it in a big bag and lugged it along. For those of you who may have one of these mixers, you know they aren’t light. At all. Thankfully I had a couple of friends with my, and they helped me carry it.


When I brought it up to his desk, he didn’t bat an eye. He went after it with his Sharpie. I smacked his hand away and gave him a paint pen I got for this occasion, as I didn’t think a Sharpie signature would last. John happily signed it and did a beautiful job of it. Other than making him switch pens, I don’t even know what I said to him, I was so excited. I was a babbling idiot. As my friends and I walked away with it, I could feel the mad jealousy of fellow John Waters fans who wish they brought their mixers too.



Although I’ve wondered what it would now sell for on eBay, I’ll never know because it will have to be pried from my cold, dead hands. John Waters created an heirloom for me, and I love him even more for that.

Eve Naskale is an avid mountain biker who wants to be the Karaoke Queen of the Universe. She and her husband Daryl and their two dogs are forever renovating their house in St. Petersburg, Florida. One day she dreams of having a pink kitchen and an infinite supply of colorful socks.

By Gina Vivinetto

In an earlier post, we wrote about Spencer Elden, the little baby on the cover of Nirvana‘s Nevermind album who’s now a 17-year-old young man.


Well, we just found an recent interview with Heather DeLoach, the little Bee Girl from Blind Melon‘s whimsical 1993 “No Rain” video.

Let’s refresh your memory:

Heather is now a 25-year-old actress living in California. Here’s the Bee Girl all grown up:


Heather appeared in the flicks A Little Princess, Camp Nowhere, Anywhere But Here, and on the television programs Tracey Takes On, ER, and Reno 911.

Heather says, naturally, people don’t recognize her as the Bee Girl:

“When I casually meet people, they don’t know and I don’t display it to them,” she says. “But within an hour, someone is bragging about it, like my boyfriend or my friends, and they’re like, ‘Oh my God, that’s you?’ “

But she doesn’t mind:

(It’s) the best thing that happened to me. At 80 years old, people are still going to be wondering what I’m doing,” she says. “It’s opened so many doors with acting and my personal life, it’s been a blessing.”

Nice to catch up with you, Bee Girl!

By Carrie Waite

Every Thanksgiving, after we gorge ourselves silly on turkey (or Tofurkey) and pumpkin pie and make our way to the bottom of the mashed potato mountain, we sit around and watch Christmas movies. Usually it’s Ralphie.

Sometimes it’s Rudolph and Hermie. Once in a while we’ll go with a more adult themed flic like Badder Santa (only the unrated version will do).  

But this year, we now have the ultimate Christmas movie for music nerds. It’s finally here. That movie you’ve been waiting for just like you waited for Return of the Jedi  when you were a kid. The Flaming Lips have released Christmas on Mars. And it’s freaking awesome. What else can I say? There’s a living space station partially made out of Cool Whip containers, super aliens and babies incubating outside of their mother’s wombs. And speaking of mothers…there’s quite the symbolic display of female body parts in there too. 

It does get a little gross once in a while, but it is really quite amazing for being filmed in Wayne Coyne’s back yard. The soundtrack’ll give you the best addition to your holiday mix tape, since the children singing from A Charlie Brown Christmas.

Go play the game if you haven’t gotten your copy of the Mega Deluxe Edition yet.

(from the Christmas on Mars Message Board )

Nov 22, 2008 / Joel
“That is really, really aggitating that I might have to wait another 30 DAYS!!!!! Every day since it was suposed to have been shipped has been the longest day of my life. And knowing that I might not have it for another month is just the worst feeling ever……..”

Don’t end up like a Joel. Order yours now!

By Cherie Currie

Legalizing gay marriage will ensure children will be educated on the fact that they are NORMAL if they are attracted to the same sex. Hell, it may not seem normal to some of you folks, but to me? We all — I don’t care who you are — have pondered that idea at one time or another. I have swung both ways, as they say, a few times in my life and I’m GLAD I DID! I am glad I gave myself the chance to find out who I am.

Feeling different and acting on it can be devastating to a younger person. But guess what?! It’s NORMAL!!! That’s right people!! It’s just a part of growing up, learning who you are! This is the time for change. The time to get your head out of the frigging sand and face up to life.

So many of my best friends are lesbian and gay. To hell if I’m going to think they are different. Anyone who wants to stop people from getting married because of gender is an ignorant fool and worst of all scared. Fear stops the best things from happening. Acceptance is the key to all our problems today.

I pray that schools start educating our children, like, “Guess what? If you are attracted to the same sex, that’s okay. You are not crazy. There is no need to hide, no need to hang yourself, take that overdose, use daddy’s gun that you found under the mattress. You are accepted. You will be treated as every human being should be, with respect, dignity and love!”


If you’re that frightened about change, maybe you’ve had some inner desires for the same sex and feel ashamed or you’re just too ignorant and selfish to live and let live? For those out there that voted Yes on Proposition 8 in California, I feel sorry for you. Worse yet: I feel sorry for your children that have to live under fear.

Marriage is about LOVE and COMMITMENT! Nothing more, so GET A GRIP!

I’m sure I’ll get some hate mail on this one, so BRING IT ON, BABY!! I’m ready to fight!

America is supposed to be The Land of the Free and the Home of The Brave!

Be brave, so we can all be free!

Cherie Currie was the lead singer of The Runaways. She’s a professional musician, actress, author, and one of the few women in America who create chainsaw art. She writes Cherie Currie’s Guide to Life because she loves you.

By Gina Vivinetto

I ain’t gonna front: I lifted this right off the fab blog Gaytriarchy, whose resident homo made a delightful video of all the indie rock and hipster celebrity cameos on Nickelodeon’s brilliant The Advenutires of Pete & Pete. Look for Iggy Pop, Juliana Hatfield (as the Lunch Lady, remember?), mail carrier Ann Magnuson, Debbie Harry, Janeane Garofalo and Patty Hearst, among others.

Big bonus points for those of you who can spot the rest of the stars:

Okay, so tell us, who did you spot?