cherie currie

you know what's awesome? i got to see cherie currie last night in philly. i'm still really glad i saw the dickies the second time, even though it meant missing her show at the brighton, but it was cool that i got a second chance. i went with my friend ryan - the one who buys me too many drinks. so that happened. but it was cool. we had fun. cherie sounded fucking great and everyone was dancing and it was great.

then it was a dance party after with the greatest dj in the world because he played so many awesome songs. i'm in so much pain today (hangover + way more dancing than i'm used to = ouch) but it was totally worth it.

so i was at work today and this lady was asking about runaways records for her 14 year old granddaughter. she said "she's a freak about joan jett." my friend was there hanging out and had actually brought the joan jett autobiography with her to show me, and she held it up and said "we love her, too." so i was ordering some stuff for this lady and i said "i just saw cherie currie last night..." and she said "i have no idea who that is." so i said "she was the singer in the runaways." duh. she walked away and came back, and must have talked to the granddaughter on the phone or something because she told me "she said 'ew' about that singer you just mentioned." what the fuck people. ok, so you're a 14 year old girl, i'll give you that. but don't be an asshole. i love joan jett, too. she's amazing. every time someone tells me i look like her, my tiny grinch heart grows a size. but it doesn't stop me from loving cherie, too. you can't just blindly hate people, you know? what the hell. i wished the granddaughter was actually in the store with her grandmother so i could set her straight.

i got to see her sing "cherry bomb" and watch a room full of people just as enthralled as i was sing along with her and jump around like the crazy assholes we are. how can you hate that?