Feeling powerless and miserable about racism and sexism. But…
Riot Grrl exists! African music exists! And African Riot Grrl exists (just found it with the power of search engines, hurray!). I ought not to be surprised, but I’m ignorant and I have a long way to go to reclaim my ethnic history. Some of it will be in the zine.
Wouldn’t say my faith has been restored, but it’s all part of the journey and such.
Soundtrack!
- http://soundcloud.com/punk-in-africa/punk-in-africa-official
- https://ngomasound.wordpress.com/
- http://riotgrrrlberlin.tumblr.com/compilation01
For me, right now, tangible life means:
Trees. Music. Water.
Lately, I’m feeling adrift, lost, confused, upset, desperate, hopeless. And these things, help me be more grounded.
Breathe.
Oh, and what a voice: Adwoa Hackman.
Hurray for Grrrlpunxbash / Ruby Tuesday!
