003: Pretty Gritty - Love Bites

Sometimes when I'm listening to music I think, "Maybe we were just ahead of our time?" For instance, Pretty Gritty popped into my head while listening to Pretty Savage by BlackPink today. They sound nothing alike in reality, but the titles are somewhat similar and some days that is all it takes. Love Bites came into my head shortly after, as it always does, but is hardly a new train of thought when it comes to titling. I think, perhaps, every band has written a song by the name. To be honest, it's hardly an original theme but that's also why it's so popular. Everyone can relate to these songs. It's no wonder our Girl Power Feminist Garage Band failed, however. We were surrounded by Metal boy-bands in a mostly-Republican town with more churches than bars. Yeah, it's no wonder we existed, either.

On that note:

Dating's Overrated music video, for a taste of our early work, since neither song mentioned ever got their own M/V.

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005: Regardless

she turns up the radio even though it's just the weather. sleeps with maracas under her pillow... and says things like "it won't matter." she cuts her own hair without a mirror and leaves the house with no eyeliner on. people say she lacks structure. but she's really just having fun... she sings in the grocery aisle regardless of the strangers in the store. givers everyone a smile; they don't understand. what she's dancing for. she walks in the rain, watching the lightning play. people thinks she's insane, so they stay out of her way. barefoot in the snow, she keeps on walking... with everything she knows, she don't care about all their talkin'. outcast from an early age, she has lots to resent... but she just turns the page... yeah, she dares to be different. in recent memory, no one can recall another like her. it's hard to believe, but this is about who I see in the mirror. Search your memory and you'll see... Yeah... this song is a

YOU (POETRY)

You April 2nd, 2004 Waling through a field of gold. Thinking about you. Should've done what my instincts told, now I don't know what to do. To me, silver & gold he gave - but I wanted more. I didn't want anything save that you'd walk back through the door.

My Heart (March 31st, 2004)

" My Heart" by Alanda McRae. Life is a party, that's what they tell me. Life is a dance way, they said yesterday. I hear the owls speaking; I hear their forever question... I hear the blue jays singing, and I know life will go on. Will I ever see you again? Will I be in your arms? No matter where they take you, or where you've been, you'll forever be in my heart... I hope to see you once more, I wish I could say goodbye. As you walked out the door, I couldn't help but cry...

The Lipstick Writing is on the Mirror

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