Thanks to the The Punk Singer for making me think about Kathleen Hanna again. The film debuted at SXSW last year and is now on Netflix. She makes navigating music, art, punk/indie scenes, feminism, sexism, the media, and illness with the right balance of heavy/light, confidence/vulnerability, pro/DIY, sexycute/FY look much easier than it is. Excited to see what she does next. Makes me wanna dust off my Gretsch.