It Stays As It Was Left

15.96.1997

June 2015

"Alright," Jake said with a large grin on her face. "This is the last song, right? Are you girls excited about that?"

"Yes!" Stevie exclaimed with a laugh. "No offense, sug, but I do not want to talk to a camera anymore. I'm so happy to be done with this album and this movie."

Becca burst into laughter at Stevie's sheepish face, playfully pushing her. "Oh, yeah. That's gonna sound fucking great for the movie."

"I'm sorry!" Stevie said defensively. "I've been on edge the whole time. You come stomping around and I can't even shower without bein' paranoid that you're gonna break in and make me do some fancy dance."

"Well, I'm sure no one would've been upset about that besides you," Becca complimented. "You're fucking hot, Stevie-Bird."

"Rebecca!" Stevie gasped, sending the woman a glare. "You are running your mouth too much."

"Yeah, yeah," She said, pulling a cigarette from her pocket. "Just talk about the song."

"Don't give me that attitude," Stevie snapped, scolding Becca as if she were one of her kids.

"Watch it," Becca warned and Stevie realized who she was talking to.

"Sorry," She said. "I've been wrangling the kids all day, gets hard to turn off being a mom."

Becca waved her off and lit up, blowing the smoke in her face with a wicked grin. "Now we're even."

Stevie rolled her eyes and let out a cough before turning back to the camera and forcing a smile. "Alright," She said. "Let's talk about Dive In. What do you wanna know?"

"We've already discussed the sound," Jake said. "How about we talk about the inspiration?"

Stevie nodded, twirling a loc around her finger as she chewed her lip in thought. "Well, we were around during the time of Seattle sound and Sub Pop, so going through this album and all these old memories, really gave me a lot of inspiration. Over the years, the idea of DIY and underground music has started to be forgotten, so I guess this album really had me trying to hang onto it. I just love it so much."

Jake nodded in understanding and gestured for her to continue. "The song is about the anger I have for some of the musicians who were around during that time, and forgot that and forgot the art, and why we do what we do."

"So this song is angry?"

"In a way," Stevie said. "When I wrote it, grunge was starting to die out, and I thought it was far too soon. I was angry that everyone was moving on from it way too soon, and that's another aspect of the song."

"So you're not angry at anyone in general?" Jake guessed. "You're just angry that everyone was moving on and forgetting the movement that started everything for them."

"Exactly," Stevie nodded. "You're real smart, sug."

Jake sent her a toothy smile and Stevie wondered if Isabelle's smile would have looked like that. Stevie hoped so, she hoped that Isabelle took after her father in every way she could. Dave was one of the best people she had ever known, and she would've loved to see the kind of father he'd be to Isabelle. Stevie supposed it just wasn't in the stars for them, and it was something she had accepted long ago. She would always wonder about what could've been, though.

"So, was it on purpose that the last song you recorded is going first on the album?" Jake asked. "Or was it a fun coincidence?

"Coincidence," Stevie answered. "It just took a while for us to get every element of the song right. I kinda like it that way though."