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My Rock'n'Roll ain't your Rock'n'Roll!

Hello my name is Tanja Pippi. I can't stand music. My sister Angy sits behind her drum kit playing a beat to the home-made chords i come up with till it merges into this weird, liberating concoction. I'm glad she never had drum lessons, I can't stand beats.
»What kind of music do you play?« I won't waste my time talking »music« to the so-called bands on the bill tonight. I prefer to paint bones on my arms till it's time to get on stage. It's the only place that keeps me breathing. The only real 30 minutes of the day. The only real 30 minutes in the world.

Hello my name is Angy. If I didn't have to live in one room with this squaller, i'd love her. I really would, even now when she's been playing the same 2 chords over and over again for four minutes and I'm sitting behind my drum kit waiting for her to come round.
I can't stand all those stupid questions. Like in the interview we just had. I guess I'd have had all the right answers, if it weren't for that slimy indie-bloke who asked us. »...What was the craziest thing that happened to you as a band?« I gladly remember the digital letter we got from one girl saying how happy she was that a band like the JOLLY GOODS had finally come along. My Rock'n'Roll for sure ain't your Rock'n'Roll, idiot!

Jolly Goods - Girl move away from here