This is the second time Screaming Females have joined us for Undercover, but the first time the trio has played a Taylor Swift song. (Last time around, it was Sheryl Crow.) You’ll surely agree that the energy brought to this version is of a different sort than the original song, but that it’s no less powerful. The New Jersey’s band’s latest album is Rose Mountain.
I am not the biggest fan of hero worship in general, but there are a chosen few that distort my composure: Edith Piaf, Patti Smith, Frida Kahlo, Francis Bacon, Courtney Love, Carrie Brownstein, Janet Weiss, and last but not least, Corin Tucker. Sleater-Kinney changed my life when I needed them the most. In my formative teenage years, I was consumed by a deep well of self-hatred (born out of my own internalized homophobia, among other things) and I projected that frustration onto everything that came near me: my family, my friends, and my own body. When I came in contact with Sleater-Kinney, their music was unlike anything I had ever heard and their words galvanized me into my own queer identity, assuaged my hatred, and led me down a star-speckled path towards my current life as a relatively happy adult–and for this I am grateful.