Author: Emma Kennedy
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Thank You, Metallica: A Love Letter to my First Metal Band
Illustration courtesy of Kessy Sambou. When you’re freshly 16, angry, angsty, and frustrated, trying to understand why no one else understands you, it’s easy to fall into a dangerous pit of “I’m not like everyone else.” However, when you’re too shy to dress like a nonconformist, you listen to music like one. So you dive…
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Short Story: Top Jimmy
Illustration courtesy of Ava O’Connor. Every weekend, Jimmy waltzes into Lady Jane’s wearing those stupid bell bottoms that ride up his ass, and those obnoxious Ray Bans (even though it’s far past sundown), and a haircut that makes him look like a chick. He always shows up ten minutes after the Mets game ends, like…
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Inside the Mind of Justin Vreeland
Illustration courtesy of Rachel Nanos. From the woodsy terrain of New York’s Hudson Valley comes a wayward songwriter with a seemingly infinite flow of inspiration: Justin Vreeland, a now-Savannah resident and sound design student at SCAD. Whether he’s plucking acoustic originals at The Sentient Bean or rocking out at El Rocko lounge, he and his…
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Say AMEN! to Girlfriend From Hell’s Debut EP
Illustration courtesy of Ava O’Connor. “Dear Heavenly Father, I pray that God sends her shitty men until she chooses me. Amen!” That’s the universal prayer of Girlfriend From Hell, Savannah Georgia’s beloved, bratty, punk trio. Made up of Bassist Nat Durham, guitarist Jaida Maceyko, and drummer Alix Lemiere, the Sav locals are kicking off the…
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Real Talk With The Maxines
A Skin Tight deep dive. Photo courtesy of Maya Eiben. “It’s not the size of the dog, it’s the bite of the dog,” chants AJ Grey, prowling through the crowd at El Rocko lounge, piercing fans with an inescapable gaze. Self-described as “grunge with a kiss of metal,” The Maxines are a Savannah-based band bursting…
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Anatomy of a No-Bullsh*t Love Song
The world of rock and roll is full of saccharine love ballads saturated with empty promises. Declarations of everlasting courtship were often sung towards nonexistent individuals for the sake of making a quick buck off the profitable “power ballad.” There’s no denying that there’s some sincerity in those songs, yet a lot of them rely…
