Religion, Improv, Transsexualim as Revolution.
I would like to meet you.
If you think you are worth it.
I know you would like to meet me.
I am what's missing.
If you think that you can help.
If you are beautiful.
If you are fun.
If you are resourceful.
If you are strong.
If you are tall.
If you are smart.
If you are well read.
If you think that with you, I can acheive myself.
Then you are who I would like to meet.
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I love music, music is my life. Music makes me deliriously happy and wondrously sad.
When I am playing music, I become as if in a trance. Myself flows into the room and out through the speakers.
I like all kinds, if it moves me, it moves me and it matters not the style or the substance.
I grew up listening to all of my father's very extensive record collection. From Bob Dylan to the Kingston Trio. Led Zepplin to Steeleye Span (and if you know who that is, I like you already). The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, David Bowie, The Smothers Brothers, Cream, Chuck Berry and the ever divine Donovan. All of these were in my musical upbringing.
My first concert was Weird Al Yankovic opening for the Monkees. I'll always think that The Monkees were one of the most underated pop groups of the sixties.
Breaking out on my own, I became a fan of Punk Rock.
The second concert I ever attended had The Pogues and Mojo Nixon opening for the Violent Femmes. A giant leap in tastes.
While all the other girls were worshiping Madonna, I was in love with Siouxie Sioux.
As for punk icons, you can keep Sid Vicious. Johnny Rotten is the man for me! Snarling, angry, untamed and most of all, alive.
In my early twenties, I worked in the niteclubs in Boston. I was, briefly, a cage dancer at Venus Demilo. While there I developed a life long love of electronica. The Orb provided the soundtrack to many a hallucinagen filled night.
Stereolab became a constant companion, much to the annoyance of any number of roommates.
In that time I grew towards a great respect for the art of the DJ. Recently, the fabulous French DJ and Musician; Miss Kittin has played as a major influence on my tastes and my life. Merci!
Today, I am playing and listening to a great deal of mashups, from DJs like Aristocat, Earworm and Go Home Productions.
All of this leaves an incomplete and imperfect picture. I have not even mentioned groups like N.W.A. or De La Soul. Even as a young punk girl, I believed and still believe that hip-hop and electronica was music that was vital and new and represented the direction that music would grow in the future.
And so it has. Even the English have gotten the hang of it. The Streets first album, "Original Pirate Material" stayed in my CD player for years.
Somehow I still find that I have failed to mention the Bluegrass concerts that my father would bring me to every summer as a young girl and punk teenager. The Seldom Scene and Bill Monroe are often to be found filtering from my speakers.
Or if I have been drinking, I may very likely be found to be listening to my absolute favorite of all time, Mr. Tom Waits! He grows and changes and pushes and yet, there are always those stories! Always such beautiful melodies, even and especially the discordant ones.
Even so, I have still left out all the dark and wonderful nights. Langorously dancing among all the lovely and lonely, pale and velvety Goths at places like ManRay in Boston or Neo, later on, in Chicago.
Perhaps tonight I will drift to sleep and I will dream of songs not yet heard and snatches of melody long forgotten....
Clockwork Orange, Blue Velvet, Head, Evil Dead 2, Ghostbusters, Caberet, The Shining, How Does The Sound Look, The Wind That Shakes The Barley, Secretary, Spinal Tap, Jesus Christ Superstar, My Fair Lady, Eyes Wide Shut, Touch Of Evil, Hedwig And The Angry Inch, Salo, Lawrence Of Arabia, Surrender Dorothy, Apocalypse Now
Lately I've been bingeing on Nip/Tuck and Doctor Who. One of the best shows I've ever seen though, was a history programme called "Connections", from James Burke, who is hands down one of the best storytellers I've ever encountered and master of showing the interconnectedness of people and events and displaying the non-linear nature of history. Another was a really short lived show from the creators of South Park called "That's My Bush", a hilarious satire of the sitcom genre with the current President of The U.S.A as it's main character. Pre-9/11 bravery. There were episodes where I just sat there watching, going "How the hell are they getting away with this?!?!" Genius.
Currently I am reading "Alfred C. Kinsey: A Life" by James H. Jones, a biography of the famous and influential sex researcher. I am also simultaneously reading a very interesting collection of ancient folklore called "The Old Testament" ostensibly by some guy who prefers to be known as "I Am" (word for word, no skipping of begats!)
My Grandmother