Illustration: Jess Kessler Cavaluzzi; Photograph: Ken Grand-Pierre
As my time in college came to a close, I realized it was time to wrap up my final letter to the fangirl, to myself. This letter is, in part, a eulogy to the younger me who valued herself primarily as reflections and projections of gendered stereotypes penned by straight, white boy rockers. Moreover, this letter is a vow to other fangirls: I promise to do my best to shape a world that values and empowers you for who you are.
The Giggs may be over on WBAR, but it will Gigg On Forever, in our hearts. Too Cheesy? Sorry, here are some nachos to go with the cheese of our last show. But really, it’s a bittersweet time for us here at The Giggs. If you reading this, thanks for being a part of the best college radio show of all time (in our minds).
This is what a 7th semester, featured show sounds like.
It’s our 7th semester of The Giggs, and WBAR featured us as the show of the week! Because of this our shenanigans became even more pronounced, and we played even better music. Not really, but we can pretend it’s a special show. Well, we did play two whole new 1975 songs, so it very well may be. Decide for yourself.
Since it’s summer and The Giggs is on break, we wanted to find another way to share the best new Alternative music we’ve discovered. Thus, The Stereo 8 Mixtape. Each week Aly and I will both choose 4 of our favorite (mostly) new jams to add in to an 8-track mix tape with Side A (Aly’s picks) and Side B (Sydne’s picks). Mixtapes. Just like ye olden days. Enjoy!
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P.S. Aly aka Owly is gone this weekend getting in touch with her inner owl at Yellowstone National Park, so I’ll be burning your entire mixtape this week. (Now since there’s no one here to censor the funkiness, I’m going to have an entire Side B of Funky Songs of the Day!) – Sydne
A few weeks ago, Aly and I saw The 1975 at Terminal 5 in New York City, their biggest New York show so far. At previous shows, I had noticed a majority female crowd, but the women then had been older and respectful. This time, I knew I was in for it when we showed up at T5 two hours before doors that misty afternoon and there was already a thick line to the end of the block – a pack, horde, gaggle, onslaught etc. of screaming girls…fan girls. Like I’ve said before, I’m one of you. I’m a fan girl too. I mean, I obviously have seen this band multiple times and continue to show up early to get a good spot (among other nerdy fan girl habits I’m not going to detail here for pride’s sake.) Let’s just say, I’m a dedicated fan.