I am a huge Sleater-Kinney fan. I was first exposed to Sleater-Kinney during a Bonnarroo concert in the mid-2000s, right before they went on a hiatus. Since then I have been following Carrie’s other creative outputs like her writing. Hunger Makes Me a Modern Girl came out in late 2015 and entranced me. Carrie’s intimate writing style and familiar tone felt like I was talking to a friend or reading a close friend’s journal.
In this memoir, Carrie alludes to Bikini Kill and their trail blazing role in setting the foundation for female punk rock groups. One evening after a particularly defeated work day, I blasted a bunch of Bikini Kill songs and one particular song stood out Rebel Girl. Empowering in its essence, it stood out for its no nonsense lyrics:
She’s got the hottest trike in town
That girl she holds her head up so high
I think I want to be her best friend, yeah
Rebel girl you are the queen of my world
Rebel girl rebel girl
I think I want to take you home
I want to try on your clothes
In her hips, there’s revolutions
When she walks, the revolution’s coming
In her kiss, I taste the revolution!
Hear them belt it out: Rebelllll girlllllL!!!!