“We both know how it feels to lose a friend, and we’re both gonna do all we can to stop it happening again.”— Bec Stevens
10. Bec Stevens — More Scared Than Me — Anchorhead
Did you know Buckets thinks I’m old? The story behind that little line goes like this.
A while back,after a particular drunken Saturday night down at the Rev, about 14 of us decided to go back to the Footscray house to drink more. Shocking I know.
Anyway, we all get back to 107 and drink the place dry which is quite the achievement seeing we had 4 bags of goon and a slab there.
While we all sipped on goon and listened to Belinda Carlisle’s ‘Heaven is a place on earth’ and other wonderful songs Bec turned around asked me how old I was. I hiccuped and answered ’33.’
Bec just stood there with a completely shocked look on her face. After about a solid minute of shock she quietly regained her composure and just said “ But…what you gonna do?” I looked around, realized I was the oldest one there by three or so years, panicked and responded with “ I don’t know!”
Many MANY old man jokes later we’ve become better friends and I’ve had the pleasure of sharing a stage with her many times.
Bec’s first EP “More Scared Than Me” is a beautiful yet heart-breaking record, In fact If there’s anyone out there that doesn’t at least feel a tear coming on after listening to it then I’m sorry but you don’t have a soul.
It’s also somewhat of a confronting record: lines like “ His words so harming, Physical abuse it seemed a treat.” from “Trigger” and “ Maybe I’m scared cause I’m still sick, So when you steal my pride, please take it quick” from “ Maggies Lane” make it hard to listen at times. I have nothing but the utmost respect for someone who has been through so much at such a young age and is still here. It’s easy to drift away. It’s easy to give up. Bec didn’t do that. She wrote and recorded some truly inspirational Folk songs that are catchy but also make you think. It’s not easy to do that.
“More Scared Than Me” is not quite a record you start the party with, but defiantly one you throw on when you get home after you’ve ruined yourself at one.