Categories: New Music

Sarah Herrera’s bold storytelling hits a raw nerve with “My First Visit To A Whorehouse Didn’t Go So Well”

“My First Visit To A Whorehouse Didn’t Go So Well (live)” is a gritty, emotionally chaotic, and storytelling-driven punk jam that sticks with a listener long after the final note. It’s got that mix of confessional humor, disarming vulnerability, and unfiltered performance energy—the kind of song that makes people laugh, cheer, cringe, and reflect all in one go.

Track 8 off Sarah Herrera’s elusive and legendary live album, “I Never Make Mistakes Because I Never Do Anything (live),” which has become an underground favorite: this is a bruising, hilarious, and deeply honest performance.

Clocking in at just under four minutes, the song is more than a story—it’s an episode. A blistering tale told with deadpan wit, emotional wreckage, and furious energy, Herrera uses this track to blur the line between spoken-word confession and blistering punk anthem. She’s equal parts stand-up comic, tragic anti-hero, and fearless frontwoman, and the crowd knows it. They erupt before the first bass note even drops.

“It’s a true story,” Herrera tells the audience as she’s about to start performing. The more she performs, the more the crowd reacts, eliciting riotous applause.

What follows is a tightly scripted narrative wrapped in jagged guitar lines, pounding drums, and her signature melodic basslines that twist and dance like they’re part of the storytelling themselves. The live band—James Cullen on guitar, Miguel Estrada on drums, and Carl Horneaux on horns—mirrors every emotional shift in the lyrics with a strange synchronicity, as if they’re scoring a one-act play that’s spiraling out of control. And it works.

What I know is it takes guts to write a song like this—let alone perform it live in front of hundreds of people and let it fall apart perfectly. This is punk, it’s performance art, and it’s heartache in a leather jacket.

 “My First Visit To A Whorehouse Didn’t Go So Well (live)” is not just a song. It’s a memory, burned into the floorboards of a venue that probably no longer exists. And like everything Sarah Herrera touches, it leaves a mark.

How about you get to experience it live? Sounds like a great idea, doesn’t it?

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Delvin

Founder of Tunepical, a blog dedicated to sharing my love of music with you. I believe that music is the key to life, and if you're listening to the right songs at the right time, everything is possible!

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