Field Trip: “30 Seconds to Blowing My Brains Out” on The Style Con


The following is an excerpt from my piece “30 Seconds to Blowing My Brains Out,” as featured on The Style Con:

New Jersey, 2002. My friend and I were waiting for Incubus to take the stage (can’t begrudge a Cali girl some Brandon Boyd), while we talked about having just moved to New York City, how Jersey didn’t seem as bad as people made it out to be, and all the hot, straight men we imagined NYU totally, definitely, absolutely be chock full of. And then, all of a sudden, we heard it. That awful sound. A horrible, screeching wretchedness pumping out the venue speakers and assaulting the audience. “Uggghhhh, what the fuck is that?!” we screamed, clutching our young hands to vulnerable ears. Though we didn’t realize it then, the answer to the question was 30 Seconds to Mars, a massively crappy band still in its infancy, led by none other than my childhood crush, Jordan Catalano – I mean Jared Leto.

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Field Trip: “Why We Need Fiona Apple” on The Style Con


The following is an excerpt from my recent piece “Why We Need Fiona Apple” on

“Get healthy – we want to see you in 10 years!” someone recently shouted from the audience of a Fiona Apple concert in Portland, to which the singer retorted, “I am healthy! Who the fuck do you think you are?” (Fiona, as we all know, has a well-documented history of engaging with the Fourth Wall, including her infamous “This world is bullshit” speech at the ’97 MTV VMAs, as well a recent tirade against an irreverently noisy fashion crowd at a Louis Vuitton event in Tokyo). Though the sentiment that evening was perhaps well intentioned, this person – in my humble opinion – is a fucking moron. If Fiona Apple hasn’t died yet, she’s probably not going to die anytime soon.

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