I'm curious if that isolation, for you, is related to being a musician, or if it's a more general kind. You wrote a lot of Stuffed & Ready while you were traveling. So there's no real reasoning behind it, but then this concept came to me within the same time that I thought of it, " Stuffed & Ready is this pushing onward where you are incapacitated but you do what you think you're ill-prepared to do anyways." So yeah, I thought it would be funny to have me with a bunch of Wonder Bread stuffed in my mouth, like a guitar with the cart. I was just like "It's not good." I took a solo drive by myself, just trying to get away from the studio for a minute, and it popped into my head, "stuffed and ready." I was just like, "This is great, this is really fun and stupid." It just sounded good, it had a good mouth feel, and that's kind of all I really want from an album title is for it to sound cool to say. I had this working list and we were almost done with the record and didn't have a name for it, and I was freaking out, like "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! What are we going to call it?" I had this whole list of names, fucking thirty different names, none of it was working. Yeah, I had a list of names for titles for the album. Were you trying to make people uncomfortable? It's so gross, it makes you uncomfortable, just the phrase itself even when you don't know what it means. I'm in love with the title, Stuffed & Ready. I wish I wasn't a feminist, I wish I didn't know the things that I did. And that that's not fun, it's not fun to be a feminist, being a feminist is fucking exhausting, because you're seeing everything that's are going on around you in a real way, in a real light, and it sucks. I learned all these incredible things about the world and I started to see the world in a new light. I took a women's studies class and it changed my life. It's so much easier said than done with feminism, because my feminism has, how do I explain this. No, you're exactly right, I'm exactly like those people, if not better!. Do you take any cues from that tradition?I just want to say I feel very honored that I was just compared to those folks. It reminds me of this age-old strategy of women in punk, from Blondie to Riot Grrrls, of exaggerating femininity: pouting and simpering, and then fucking it all up. You play with this ironic pseudo-submissiveness a lot in your music. It just turned into this ironic song.I was just feeling so pissed off, about what was expected of me in relationships. I felt like I had put myself in this subservient role as a girlfriend, and it made me really pissed off, both at myself and at the system that society's created for people like me. I felt more awake than ever, because I had just gotten past it, and I felt like I could see it in clear light. I don't know, I felt like I was awake to some of the shit that I had gone through. I had just gone through some personal stuff in my life, and I was feeling very.
This weird, cool arpeggiated thing, and I was just loving it. I was jamming with my band, and I came up with that little bit and we all started jamming on it, and it was really cool. I was playing that in our old practice space. So "Daddi" happened with this riff that I came up with. But Creevy's just laughing to keep from falling apart completely.ĭespite that Apocalipstick versus Stuffed & Ready narrative, there's still a lot of anger on this album though. These moments of lunatic humor, which can also be found on "Stupid Fish," "That's Not My Real Life" and "Wasted Nun," are the closest Stuffed & Ready comes to any kind of rallying cry. But unlike other feminist cracks, Creevy never loses sight of violence: "Smoking makes me taste like metal/ to keep you away" she sings, invoking how self-sabotage can become a form of self-preservation for women, especially against the kind of sexualization and humiliation that Creevy is undoubtedly familiar with, as a frontwoman, model and actress. On standout single "Daddi," a bludgeoning satire, Creevy whimpers over schizophrenic drum machines and a taunting chord progression."Where should I go daddi? What should I say?/ Where should I go daddi? Is it OK with you"/ Who should I fuck daddi? Is it you?" she sings, ridiculing patriarchal control, romantic and societal, with caricatured submission.
Many rock artists write bloody songs about bad feelings, but Cherry Glazerr has an unmatched talent for caustic, slightly beserk humor.
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