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WOMEN THAT ROCK + HARNESS MAG – OCTOBER ARTICLE FEATURES

Cryptic Street: If you’ve ever wondered what grrrl punk from Malta sounds like, meet Cryptic Street! This band is a four-piece musical riot, ready to rock patriarchal ears! They’re the perfect example of an international group you’ve maybe not yet heard (because they live over 5,000 miles away from the U.S. on a small island!), but NEED TO! With manic panic colored hair, wild eyes and big smiles, they’re boldly rocking the stage and serving up psychedelic punk madness fresh out of their DIY framework. From their humble Maltese roots, these ladies are gearing up to take over the world. In just their late teens and early 20’s, the ladies of Cryptic Street have already established themselves as one of the most sought-after, popular groups in Malta, where they perform to crowds of enamored fan...

HOW NOT TO SAVE A LIFE

Today I saw another one of those social media that purports to offer alternatives to self-harm. This time the post also claimed that sharing this information would save lives. I’m just going to be completely honest, this bull isn’t saving any lives. These are not credible alternatives to self-harm. They will not stop an ill person from hurting themselves. They don’t solve the problem of why a person might feel the need to hurt themselves; they don’t even address it. In fact, in some cases they reaffirm the idea that hurting yourself is a good coping mechanism (just so long as you do it in a socially acceptable manner). I’ve talked and written about why these suggestions are insulting until i’m blue in the face. I see others giving excellent arguments against such advice, and yet this sort ...

HELLO 33

“I wish he was a Virgo, the same sign as me; And know how to show me love, cause I’ve been hurt by a Pisces”  – Beyonce, Signs  Another year has passed, and 33 came with a bang. I celebrated this milestone surrounded by family and close friends at Tuscan Kitchen—a restaurant I was excited to finally try. As I sat down to reflect on the last 32 years, it occurred to me how much has happened since last year. I made the best out of living with Muscular Dystrophy and continued spreading awareness, connected with new friends, partners and supporters, and kept dreaming beyond the scope of how my body was feeling. I launched my own business, Girls Chronically Rock. I initiated the first Limb Girdle Muscular Dystrophy Awareness Day and had the governor of Massachusetts and the mayor of Cambr...

THANK YOU EX-EMPLOYER

I’ve begun pursuing creative writing again and in some roundabout, traumatizing way I have some crummy work experiences to thank. It began with the desperate need for a career or job change – a desire for a slower pace to start activating self-care and to plan a much healthier work/life balance.    As I wrote this first draft I was sitting on my exercise bike in the kitchen, overseeing the cooking and running different writing ideas through my head. Needless to say, dinner started to burn in the frying pan, my butt hurt because I was sitting in a weird position, and a sentence I was working on made little sense. So scrap the attempt at multitasking and overloading myself. See that’s my thing. I’m a “yesser.” I struggle to say “no,” especially when I’m really p...

MY MISPLACED APOLOGY

I’ve never guessed my presence as anything considerable or comforting, but it’s always brought about an energy that feels like a safe space. When you came to me with everything you’ve suppressed for so many years, all of the hurt and anger that had been bottled and contained inside that big heart of yours, I welcomed it. I watched as you caught your breath between tears to tell your story, just to take another in to defend your feelings towards it. I noticed that you never lifted your eyes from your knees, like you were ashamed of where you had been and what you had seen, beyond your control. My ears were wide open, and I wish my soul could swallow every syllable that fell from your mouth to remove that weight that made you feel so low. “So here I am.” And the air fell silent. You finished...

AUTHOR DELIA CABE TAKES HER LIGHT AND LOVE VIRAL ON TWITTER

If you want to go viral on Twitter, Delia Cabe can show you how – but just be warned, it may involve cats. Cabe had only been using Twitter for a few months when she had her first taste of social media infamy. It was a photo of her laptop, flanked by her two cats, who were studying the screen – which was her Twitter homepage. It said something along the lines of, “See, even cats love twitter.” Twitter corporate retweeted the simple, fun message and she watched in awe as the number of likes and retweets soared. “That told me the power of it,” she said. Since that time, the author and part-time writing professor at Boston’s Emerson College has found fame on the social media platform a few more times – mainly for her political activism prompted by her attempts, as she only half-jokingly refer...

WOMEN THAT ROCK + HARNESS MAG – SEPTEMBER FEMALE ARTIST FEATURES

  MONTE: Get into MONTE’s face-melting rock goodness! The female-fronted power trio seamlessly blends rock & roll, punk and pop into a signature sound that is simultaneously unique & relatable. They’re a sassy, pissed-off punch in the face and a quintessential, feel-good rock riff-machine. Inspired by classic punk and metal, MONTE’s fierce lyrics and shredding guitar riffs are cleverly balanced by melodic harmonies and catchy hooks that get stuck in your head and leave you itching for more. MONTE is fronted by multi-instrumentalist Caitlin Montclare. A musical force to be reckoned with, Montclare is a Jane-of-all-trades: guitarist, singer, songwriter, arranger & bassist. She stuns audiences with her fierce live performances, delivering sets that explode with insane, spot-o...

RAISE YOUR VOICE

The room was filled with family and friends drinking Persian tea and enjoying pastries. Pleasant chatter filled the air, and the anticipation of my performance was building. I picked up my Yamaha guitar purchased from a second hand shop for 25 pounds and began to strum. I was about to share an original song in the public for the very first time. I was 13 years old. It was a Father’s day song to honor my dad. I sang the last phrase, and the room erupted! Cheering, smiles, joy, hugs. I realized then the power that comes with using our voices. I’ve always been on the shy and reserved side when it comes to things I truly care about. As an introverted, intense and observant child, I noticed everyone else’s needs and was quick to jump in and ease their burdens. Fast forward to graduate school wh...

ESPN’S TONI COLLINS SPREADS LIGHT AND LOVE ON SOCIAL MEDIA THROUGH POSITIVITY

You never know what you’ll see on Antonietta “Toni” Collins’ Instagram feed: a “good morning” video in Spanish, replays of an amazing play by the Texas Rangers’ Adrian Beltre, reposts of anything from the FC Barcelona account, selfies with her fellow female sports journos and her mentors in sports and broadcasting, her news reports from SportsCenter, moving stories from across the world, pictures of her dogs and shout-outs to the ESPN make-up artists who frequently work their “magic” on the 33-year-old Mexican American. You may not know what you’ll find, but you always know how it will make you feel — uplifted, inspired, excited, informed and entertained. That’s by design. “I just feel people don’t want or need to see me post negative things,” she said. But don’t let that fool you into thi...

iGen

Generation Z and I sure know how to connect. We follow, mention and repost, but we donʼt actually hang out. Or maybe thatʼs just a personal problem? Most of my friends are via the internet. I met my girlfriend on a dating app, and I make most of my connections through Instagram. I canʼt help but wonder if this is healthy. The last time I was in a bar I saw a familiar face; a “famous” Instagram public figure, 48K followers. She was sitting in a corner, alone, on her cell phone. I went upstairs to socialize and dance. Hours later when I was leaving the bar, I saw her sitting in the same place, alone, on her cell phone. Now, I feel lucky. Iʼve discovered a way to make my generationʼs disadvantages into financial advantages and create a thriving career for myself as a social media specialist. ...

SCARLET LETTER (MY ABORTION STORY MADE INTO POETRY)

Scarlet Letter (My Abortion Story Made Into Poetry) by Caroline Klidonas  https://youtu.be/pyvQRFY6FgM Under the 17th-century Boston, summer sun, Hester Prynne was publicly humiliated for committing adultery and forced to wear a red “A” on her dress to remind her, and everyone who crossed her path, of her sin. I’m sure you were forced to read the novel in some English class along the way. And as we all know, Hester and her scarlet letter have become a mascot for shame — or more specifically, the shame that has been buried in the cells of every woman’s body, built up like plaque on the walls of our arteries. Hawthorne wrote, consciously or not, of the shadow side of our feminine legacy — the shame that has been inherited, absorbed and passed down in the bodies of women for centuries. Brené ...

COPING WITH THE TRAGIC AND SUDDEN DEATH OF MY CLOSE FRIEND

We associate certain kinds of music, scents, flowers, animals, colors or images with different stages of our life. One song that has an extra personal meaning to me because of a very terrible incident that happened a few years after I graduated from high school. Let me explain the story. The song is a very popular song by the rock group Styx: “Come Sail Away.” The beginning of the song is slow then gradually gets a tempo and a fast beat. The slow part really gets me, especially the verse: I remember high school friends and me With our dreams I start to cry when I hear this verse as well as the beginning of the song with just the music before Dennis DeYoung starts singing. It is a wonderful song, after all it stayed on the charts for a whopping two years and initially sold over ...

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