Music. Writing. Animals. Holisticat. Metal. Trascendental art. Astrology. Best Friends Animal Sanctuary. Sacred geometry. Wine. Drag queen cabarets. Growing things. Knowing things. Truth. Real humans. Spiritual depth. Kindness. Compassion. True beauty. Soup. All things Japanese. Interplanetary communication. Telekenisis. Spanish. And artichokes. With butter and salt.
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Nina Simone, anything superb and flawed and emotional, Strapping Young Lad, Led Zeppelin, Tool, Bill Laswell, Devin Townsend, alien transmissions, Neurosis, Neil Young, Jarboe, Jim Boyd, Mastodon, Johnette Napolitano, Concrete Blonde, Machinehead, Vangelis, Butcher, Arch Enemy, Divisible , Jeff Buckley, Black Sabbath, Patti Smith, System of a Down, Public Enemy, Sun Ra, Peaches, Melvins, Prince, Natacha Atlas, Cocteau Twins, Children of Bodom, Djvan Gasparyan, Metallica, Judas Priest, John Zorn, Swans, Acid Mothers Temple, Sheila Chandra,KRS-One, Jello Biafra, John Coltrane, Curtis Mayfield, Bill Hicks, Iron Maiden, Thrice, Mars Volta, Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan, Praxis, ethereal new age shit, Slayer, Future Sound of London, Tricky, Angie Stone, Bad Brains, Type O Negative, Mike Patton in most forms, Inger Lorre & Nymphs, James Brown, Peter Gabriel, Queens of the Stone Age, Kyuss, Gus Gus, Julee Cruise, Bob Marley, Massive Attack, sounds that are real & unpretentious and/or rock the fucking cells out of my brain.
Some. Usually ones that have the non-models and real actors. Many foreign. I like fucked up teeth and horror. Spanish. Sci-Fi. Bodies and faces that look lived-in or dimensionally twisted. Kurosawa 'Dreams'. Wim Wenders. Jodorowsky. Seventh Seal. City of Lost Children. Peter Sellers. John Carpenter and his creepy keyboard soundtracks. Aliens. Cremaster Cycles.
South Park. Simpsons. Animal Planet. Strangers With Candy. Little Britain. Larry Sanders. Dog Wheesperer. Monty Python re-runs. AbFab, dahling.
Conspiracies, Castaneda, Hesse, Guevara, Neruda, Biko, naturalists, Wright, Neale-Hurston, William Cooper, Zapatistas, Native Indian truths, subconcious transformative stuff, Marquez, aliens, Alexie... Lorca. Lorca. St. Exupery. St. Germain. Some chanelled crap.
We really are our own heroes. However, I cannot forget wine, that luscious red god that helps every day be a tiny bit softer around the edges.