Upon waking every morning, when life is getting me down and I'm at a loss with what to do with myself, I take solace in the fact that I'm a pretty well liked person. Besides the tough boys at school and maybe God I didn't think that there was anyone else who hated me. However, upon getting half-way through this Sleater-Kinney article I was reminded that there is at least one other person who hates me. The feature contains opinions from various writers and music industry types on the legacy of Sleater-Kinney. One of those people happens to be a former friend of mine. I'm not going to go into the details of the situation, however I am going to offer some advice. And that advice is this: When you do wrong by someone, do not attempt to reconcile by 6 years later writing an email to that person accusing a friend of theirs of sexual perversion. It doesn't work.
Although this is rather late I must give a quick note on Sleater-Kinney. I'm not shy to admit that I shed a bit of a tear when I heard about the band breaking up (that said, I did also cry at the supermarket this morning when I couldn't find any dark soy sauce). But I believe it was a very sensible decision. There is nothing worse than a band that continues on well past their used by date. Not saying that S-K were past it, but I have had arguments with two of my friends about the quality of the band's recent albums, and it's obvious that some of their fans have lost faith. I don't think their recent albums are sub-standard at all and as far as I'm concerned Sleater-Kinney are above criticism, however if the band felt that they were no longer able to make quality albums then it is a very wise decision of theirs to not continue on and dismantle the reputation that they have earned.
Carrie, Corin, Janet, I was going to thank you for the music, but, oh, you were so much more. I once claimed you were tattooed on my soul; that is a comment I will stand by forever!
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