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WOMEN THAT ROCK + HARNESS MAG – JULY ARTIST FEATURES

WOMEN THAT ROCK + HARNESS MAG – JULY ARTIST FEATURES Angela Page Angela Page is the blue-haired, cool-girl front woman of Florida punk band the Young Dead. She can be found laying it all out onstage during her electrifying performances, and head-banging front row in the pit at a Distillers show, where the team at Women That Rock first discovered her. As the front woman of the Young Dead, Angela plays rhythm guitar, sings, and pens the band’s lyrics. The band’s debut EP ‘Righteous Violence’ was released earlier this year, and highlight’s Page’s voice as the centerpiece for the album’s visceral rage and vulnerability. Formed by Page in 2012, she has called Young Dead her “first love.” As if being a punk rock princess isn’t enough, Page is also the Founder of Love Your...

LOST AND FOUND

Almost every summer my family makes the trip out to North Carolina for a weeklong vacation. We’ve been doing this practically every year since I was two or so, yet every year is filled with its own unique sense of adventure. When I was around the age of fifteen, I was sitting on a the pier closest to where we were staying and I had just taken a break from drawing in the little notebook I carried with me everywhere I went. As I was just watching the waves and the people on the shore and the seagulls flying overhead, not really thinking about anything in particular, a fisherman looked over at me and asked if I was alright. “I’m sorry?” I asked in return. “Darlin’, you look like a lost soul if I’ve ever seen one.” I think I just kind of smiled and assured the man I was alright, just enjoying ...

“SEQUINCE” OF EVENTS: CHOOSING TO SHINE DESPITE SLUT-SHAMING

Nine hours. Seven months. Eight years. We waited. Eight years we pumped ourselves up for cross country racesand track meets, blasting our Ipod shuffle on crowded school buses. All we heard was the music. The lyrics. Mouths moved around us. All we heard was the music. We screamed every line, every song. We sat on bleachers waiting for our race with lyrics sinking electric, fire in our bones. She would beat her times every 800 meters. I would win countless one mile and two mile races. It’s like we ran the laps in our head to the songs we connected so much to. ‘Wait for something better, this feeling won’t go.’ ‘Castles in the sky sit stranded vandalized/ out where the dreams all hide.’ ‘Can we climb this mountain? ‘If you can’t hold on, hold on…’ ‘I don’t mind if you don’t mind, cuz I don’t ...

WOMEN

This generation Is not going to praise locked up princesses Or the ones with very long hair. But the queen who fought alone And conquered a nation. When your kid wants to watch a Disney movie, Show her “Brave,” “Mulan” and “Pocahontas.” Because This generation Needs to know That beauty isn’t strong Instead Strong is beauty. This generation Of women Shall learn to fight on their own With their chins up And eyeliners winged.     Name: Muskan Agrawal Email: muskanagrawal2000@gmail.com Author Bio: I’m an artist. I want people to see my work and feel that they are not alone. Link to social media or website: Instagram @writer_she

JUNE SUPERWOMAN: SIMI BOTIC, HOLISTIC HEALTH COACH

I met Simi on the first truly warm summer day at Fox in the Snow Café in German Village. At this point in time, spring semester was over, and I was living in Cleveland for the summer, but that didn’t stop me from doing this Superwoman interview in person. I felt like I had to; I heard her speak at The Wonder Jam, and everything she said felt so right to me. So right, in fact, that I messaged her via Instagram after her talk to let her know just how important what she said was. An out of character move, but a move all the same. I don’t often find myself nervous for interviews. I love storytelling, and perhaps the best part of my job is the ability to tap into other people’s individual stories, but as I watched a black storm cloud whip wind through the cobblestoned streets of the village, I ...

SCREW THAT

I’m not quite sure when we as women got to the point of letting people treat us however they wish, and we have to internalize it, do nothing and walk away. I’ve been guilty of that, but ended up getting to a point where I felt like I was going insane and just wanted to pull my hair out all the time. Especially this year. Three times this year, I let people batter me down to the point where I completely crumbled. The first time was when I was sexually assaulted. I believed I was helpless. I eventually said “screw that” and filed charges against him. The second time was during the court case. They believed I was a liar. I eventually said “screw that” and fought for myself. He got a plea deal, but now has a record. The third time was when I was in a domestic violence relationship. I believed ...

LESSONS FROM A RECOVERING “I’M NOT GOOD ENOUGH” ADDICT

Many of us have a list of long term goals, which include marriage and a dream job. Losing both in one week led me on a path of exploring “enoughness.” Not-enoughness can dictate our lives if we do not truly understand our worth and purpose. Not-enoughness is a concept, a feeling, a belief. Not-enoughness is the constant feeling of dread you walk around with that says I must have, I must get, and acquire more to prove to everyone that I am worthy. The feeling of not-enoughness will not go away no matter how much you accumulate because it usually comes from a place of fear. We are taught that our enoughness is inextricably linked to material things and educational accomplishments. We are led to believe that when we have enough of those things, somehow life’s challenges will pass ...

NO WORK IS LESS

I challenge you to take up a job as a cleaner or a watchman or, for that matter a hostess. You must be thinking I am crazy or probably having this one question in your head: “Why would I do that?” But my question to you is: “Why not?” I  took an initiative of a “one year challenge” to try out all odd jobs present in the society. It was not as easy as it seemed to be. It was a challenge not just to try all of the odd jobs out, but also to change perspective of the way we look at small jobs like a clerk, watchman, waitress, etc. I started a blog with the theme “NO WORK IS LESS” in which I have taken up a year’s challenge, wherein I will try out different “odd” jobs. The purpose is to prove that every job deserves respect and no job is small, be it of the CEO of ...

I’M GETTING MARRIED IN SEVEN MONTHS, AND NO, I’M NOT GOING ON A DIET

It’s 65 degrees as the sun sets in Glen Arbor, Michigan. My boyfriend and I are on the beach, finishing our picnic with our instafamous Bernese Mountain Dog, Maple, when he asks if I want to go for a walk along the shoreline. He grabs my hand. We walk a few yards down from our blanket. I see a heart drawn in the sand. He gets down on one knee, sticks his hand into his pocket, and I don’t even hear what he says other than, “Marry me,” because I’m crying, and then he’s crying, and all of a sudden a ring is on my finger, and HOLY CRAP IT FINALLY HAPPENED! A few weeks later we’re having fun picking our venue, photographer, florist… and then I get to go to a stunning wedding dress boutique downtown to try on dresses. Yes, I was that girl who binge-watched Say Yes to the Dress. Mimosa, please! I...

WOMEN THAT ROCK + HARNESS: MAY FEMALE ARTISTS

This month’s recommended artists are brought to you by Women That Rock, a platform created by women, for women. Dedicated to supporting and promoting up-and-coming female musicians and female-fronted bands, Women That Rock is cultivating a community of badass ladies who are creating amazing music and connecting with one another through their art. Visit Women That Rock’s new website, https://www.womenthatrock.co and follow WTR on Instagram at @womenthatrock to stay in the loop on amazing lady artists, news & upcoming events. If you know an amazing female musician or girl-fronted band that needs to be heard, email their information to thewomenthatrock@gmail.com! Hollie Col Hollie Col is an Australian singer/songwriter officially on the rise. With finger-picked melodies, palm-muted groove...

LADIES WHO LUNCH

The women in my life are nothing less than powerhouses. They are community advocates, doctors, entrepreneurs, wives, artists, yogis, teachers and therapists. They face each day as they did the last- with elegant exhaustion. They maneuver through their daily world of board rooms, aging parents, soccer practices and self-care. They may not always make it look easy, but that only adds to my admiration for them continuing to show up each day. I am blessed to have these women in my life, for they constantly inspire me to show up in my life as well. To keep fighting for a life full of chaos and spaghetti stains and sweat and bliss. It is out of my love for these incredible women that it equally amazes me how often the topic of diets, food and body shaming continue to dominate our dialogue. Our t...

PEACE WITHIN: A TALE OF ACCEPTANCE

I used to think I was invincible. Nothing could hurt me without me fighting back. Then I realized I was my strongest when I accepted pain, when I saw ‘letting go’ as a state of being and not a forced action, when I listened to my heart for not just running fast at something or someone, but listened to it for slowing down, taking a breath…for protecting it against what doesn’t feel right anymore. I realized peace in the middle of a trail run, surrounded by tall greens and dancing waters. The night before felt like four months prior; constricted in a bar by a person who wasn’t there. That night, things, moments flickered fast. I recognized the Vance Joy song, Georgia , on the radio. My friend called his number from her phone, he answered. At a gray booth within a smal...

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