Paramore just hit the road on the Honda Civic Tour, and while Hayley Williams, as usual, deals with the assumptions surrounding being the only girl in the band, and the guys, well, get ripped doing P90X, the band’s going to be giving you an inside look at their life on tour all August long on Posted.mtv.com. Check out Paramore’s first update below — a blog post from Hayley. And stay tuned for more photos, videos, blog posts and updates from Paramore.
So what’s up everybody? Right now, I’m sitting in a trailer home which is currently doubling as our dressing room. The boys just finished doing P90X. Have you seen this? Have you heard about this? Anyways, I was watching them do all these intense moves that are meant to help them achieve the perfect six pack, all shirtless and sweaty… then I got to thinking how many girls (and boys!) might wish they were in my shoes. You know, just watching a bunch of half-dressed sweaty guys get buff. I mean, to me this is just a normal day. Besides, I just think it’s funny.
In every interview we’ve ever done, I get asked the question, “What’s it like being the only girl in the band?” or some other version of it. It’s not that it’s annoying, it’s just that I wonder what’s so fascinating about it. (Other than watching the guys do P90X, right?) But I guess, sadly enough, I do recognize that it’s still pretty rare to see a girl fronting a band and commanding a stage. Have you ever wondered why it’s so difficult for girls to get into scene and be taken seriously? I have.
+ Read more of Hayley’s blog after the jump.
When we started touring, there were next to no young women fronting bands like ours. And as lonely as that felt sometimes, I loved the challenge. I looked up to anyone who could control a crowd and not feel sorry about it. Usually those people were men who were twice my age. So, when we took the stage I’d forget about the fact that I was 16 and forget that I was one of the only girls in the scene. I would try and win over as many people as I could for the greater good of Paramore, all in the short 25 minutes we got to play. In many cases, this worked. Maybe it helped that I looked like a teenage boy? There were, however, the odd nights where pretty much all I was good for was a sounding board for various meatheads who’s chivalry peaked at “Take of your top!”. At 16 years old, I thought they must be crazy anyways… cause well, yes, I looked like a teenage boy. I stood my ground and never walked off any of those stages. Never let nobody get the best of me. Cause I knew that I wanted to do something important… mainly, make it in a world where people aren’t supposed to make it. It’s supposed to be tough but I never cared and neither did the guys. And here we are 5 years later. We’re playing a whole hour longer than we did when we started, and the crowds are a lot bigger. I can’t be too sure but I think this is what they call “making it.” Nah, you know… I am absolutely sure. Why? Because I’ll never forget where we came from. I’ll never forget how it was lonely. How it was a challenge. How I loved playing the game and winning every night. The women who have earned this dream aren’t much different than I am. And maybe not that different from you either. We all want to make it in a world where people aren’t actually supposed to make it.
Check back later cause I’ll be posting all the time. I like to type.