Saturday, December 13, 2003

Music and Power...
or how Deborah Harry Saved My Life
When I was really little- I was a total radio fanatic. I would literally spend hours and hours with my headphones on, listening to the radio, sometimes drawing, and sometimes just lying on our white vinyl couch just listening staring off into space. I'd listen to the radio covertly all night long as well. Of course- this was the 70's, and I was little- and of course undiscriminating. The first song I remember having a stong impact was America's "Horse With No Name"...mainly because it had a horse in the song. I also became enamored with ELO, Alan Parsons Project, Elton John, and Fleetwood Mac..(and let's not mention the Xanadu soundtrack shall we...or the Disco Fire record I wore the grooves out on) Then one day I heard something that struck me as kinda different...it was Blondie's "Heart Of Glass". One day it came on and as I ran to turn it up my stepsister (a Farrah feathered redhead who worshiped Paul McCartney and Wings) looked at me disgusted and said "Eeeewww...you like punk rock!" "No I don't! I just like this song!" I said bewildered..."No- you are a PUNK ROCKER!!!Gross!" she shouted...well, I didn't want to seem UNCOOL so I denied it hotly....then I saw THIS....
WOW! Debbie Harry was WAY cooler than my lame stepsister who made mirrors painted with the YES logo and drooled over those old geezer Beatles dorks...suddenly I was all about rollerskating to Blondie, and suddenly all these freak bands started coming out, like The Knack (My Sharona), Gary Numan (Cars), and the Talking Heads.
Of course my musical tastes fluctuated in the ensuing years (I do retain a soft albeit cringing spot in my heart for Journey)...but I was ALL OVER the burgeoning New Wave scene...Kajagoogoo, the Eurythmics, Devo, all that crap was ambrosia to me. When I hit 14 I happened to watch a video that altered my life...you can probably guess...

Hello Ladies!
Oh yes...Duran Duran. That was the same year I got shipped off to the Convent Of The Sacred Heart in Halifax, Nova Scotia...ostensiably because it was family tradition but I think it had to do more with the fact I was a total loser nerd having a godawful time in middle school here in Seattle. Anyway- in Halifax I was suddenly "cool" because I came from a big city...so the hip girls in my class were actually friendly to me and actually did give me a makeover like something out of the Breakfast Club. It was then I was made to understand the importance of musical tastes and being "cool"...these gals were into bands like the Specials, and the Selector, and New Order, Bauhaus, and Depeche Mode and if you didn't like them you were a total "slug" our term for uncool mall girls. Fortunately I liked them a lot, and because my two girlfriends and I were seriously obsessed (an obsessed WOULD be the correct word) with Duran Duran there was power in numbers and we were still in the cool club. Kate, Steph and I had this black book that we passed around to each other during class where we would write lacivious stories (like we had any clue) about us with assorted members of the band. But that's another story. Anyway- I stopped being a teenager and was introduced to so many kinds of amazing music I now don't really care about what's "cool" or not...though I still retain enough of my jaded subcultural ways to feel that there are certain kinds of music that is square beyond all redemption.
A Thumbmonkey classic re-visited...

Good god what IS that thing!!!??

Wednesday, December 10, 2003

K and I are trying to get this awesome condo we saw last week. It's looking good- we have one last hurdle. The amazing thing is we are getting in no money down! Take advantage of those house programs folks! You'd be amazed. Anyway, the place is super cheap because it was built in 1978 and retains it's "1970's Splendor" as our agent put it. All cosmetic though and easily fixable. Check out the stylin' rock wall fireplace!(Ignore the crappy carpet and the tomato wall- soon to be gone!) Perfect for our dark exotica decor!

Tuesday, December 09, 2003

One Shag To Rule Them All....
Last Friday was the super successful Shag show..almost totally sold out on opening nite. I like to have music in the gallery appropriate to the show- meaning I've already listened to way more Martin Denny and Arthur Lyman than I ever intended to. I loves me some Exotica though...K and I are trying to get a condo that has an amazing stone wall fireplace in a sunken livingroom...totally kitschy tiki- at least will be once we are done with it!
Der Hobbit
Look at this amazing trailer some fan made for "The Hobbit"- I guess in a bid to talk Peter Jackson into making it. Nice mish mash of LOTR, Dragonheart, and DragonSlayer. Dragonslayer! I LOVED that movie...totally brilliant for it's time (early 80's?)....

Sunday, December 07, 2003

On enchantment....
I posted in the past about a quote I heard- "Enchant yourself and others will be enchanted as well"...well-I've been thinking about that a lot lately. I think it's really important...I think one of the most lacking things in our culture is a lack of "enchantment", of magic, or reverence...I don't mean fairy hippy dippy stuff- but real powerful things that delight the mind, that "ignite the halo of your soul" so to speak. We are so inundated with cruelty and greed these days as a culture- it does a soul good to see little undercurrents of integrity and imagination used for good, and beauty...even if, especially if, it's an odd kind of beauty.
If you want to be enchanted check this out.