

For this sesssion we’d be doing a few songs but only one would join The Stripper Project - here’s the back story on why: Jennie’s search for space on craigslist resulted in the perfect place to park and record. We drive to a mixed-use warehouse in the Eagle Hill section of Boston and load in to Condor Street Studio - managed by Phil Gutowski. Jennie’s been sick with some upper respiratory thing so she’s pounding tea and tinctures. We all wake up Saturday morning and prepare for the session at noon. It’s Boston because Jennie lives there with her partner Natalie. Egos, talent and a baseline determination to nail the project. They also didn’t need to check their egos at the door because those egos weren’t going to fuck with the work, they would drive it. Aim, Steph and Jennie were fearless when it came to their music, lyrics and intention. I don’t care so much what you’re into, if you’re fearless (not ‘badass’, that’s totally different) I want to work with you. If there’s one quality (gift, trait, vibe - whatever) that makes a band of women penetrate, it’s fearlessness. In 2004 the band came to Madison to record the EP, Her Father’s Son, and the session spawned a decent friendship. One of my favorite introductions, especially coming from a female pack.

We first met in 2001 when she was one of the organizers of Ladyfest Chicago. I was speaking on a panel and can remember her band, Heather’s Damage, approaching me with “we want you to record us” as an ice-breaker. I arrived after dark on the night of January 4th and met up with Jennie after an 8 year lag.

The last time I was there I was 15, in a relationship with an asshole and attending Berklee College Of Music for one of their summer programs I eventually dropped out of. The best thing about Boston, MA is Jennie Wood.
