This song reminds me of second year of University. I was in the middle of an extended riot-grrl phase: Heavens To Betsy, Bikini Kill, Sleater Kinney, The Frumpies. Last night, I went out with a couple of my housemates from that year. We did a run-down of the accommodating girls who used to hang around with us in our house. Each party we had, each new vat of Will's Unholy Home Recipe Punch we concocted, each new horrendous, car crash of an evening, a few more would accumulate.