I've decided to write this on the eve of my 23rd birthday. Yes tomorrow I shall be 23 whole years old. A scary, scary thought for me... which shouldn't be that scary really as it's not old yet. But still It makes one sit back and think about the last year and what a load of crazy changes and rather mundane changes there have been. Just today I've chopped off a lot of my hair.. well a nicely priced Primarni clad lady did for a bit of a price.. but you get my drift.
I've opened my first birthday present though.. and I must say I'm already quite impressed. a lovely polaroid camera and a rather huge book of pics from the Sartorialist.. that is indeed what has inspired me to write something more.
I sit and watch about small Bolivian children being forced to work in mines I hardly feel like I have any grounds to complain about anything. So I think I will try to make this as positive as I can..
I shall perhaps ponder on the exciting evening I had this time last week... it has been over 3 years since I've desperately wanted to see the rather lovely 50s movie star esque Dan Sartain. Wearing a Letterman jacket and a pair of turned up jeans his slicked back hair and his brown little brogues toe tapped their way into my heart once again. I admit I did drag some people to this little gig in the Static Gallery in Liverpool. Twas rather excellent. Not only was there a celebrity siting or million (um Slash from Guns N Roses, or the Welsh version at least who hangs around bus stops and on Duke Street) and Dan Sartain himself sat in the audience, in the dark, wearing sunglasses. With a calm and quiet Buddy Holly approach he sauntered on stage and caressed the mic, practically fellating its ridged curves. I may have been one of a handful who'd listened to his albums prior to the show.. but it was lovely to look around and see the occasional face singing along.videos and pics to come shortly....
Apologies for the rather distant and rambleless blog as I'm yet to think of anything overly exciting today. The highlight of my week has been the various new songs I've discovered and bands I've been playing to death.
Such as the delightfully hazy Strange Boys with their excellent song "Be Brave" a song that has rather become an anthem in my own little head world. It's true.. I'm 23. Need a new job and house in the next two months and am at rather a huge crossroads of what the fuck I'm doing.. and feel somewhat scared and alone (and obviously far too emotionally honest to keep this to myself.. hopefully I'll read this back in a few months and be amused at the silly nonsense spouting from fingertips) Having been somewhat disappointed by various situations of late, mostly ones that have been due to the lack of courage or manners in others (and sometimes myself). So I'm stuck between a rock and a ridiculous place but maybe I shouldn't discuss that on a public forum with myself and myself and ooh myself. I must just say I've got a bit of a massive mind fuck on. This must be what it's like to be alone.... or so the song goes..
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1hEQd-1XdIs
Apparently they utterly resent being called something that would be on a Nuggets album but frankly they would fit rather snuggly between some Electric Prunes and Love somewhere in a hip record case.
I'm also stuck in the hard place between corporate whoreness and nastiness.. and the possibility of going to art school, creating my own clothes and owning my own hip boutique down town and playing loud music into the streets of Liverpool. I can't honestly wait to have some business skills to warrant my own shop.. If some people I've met can do why the hell can't I?
and this shall be booming from the windows... The Almighty Defenders- Bow down and die!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4-gQV6mou2g
This shouty piece of delightpie is THE best singing/shouting in the shower song EVER!Enjoy!
so onto my more Feminist roots I have discovered not only one but two excellently twee girly tweepop bands.. The Dum Dum Girls with Throw Aggi. A song for anybody who knows who they should be with and they don't seem to realise it. Throw her in a ditch! indeed!
and secondly Peggy Sue.. all I've found as well as the single on Hype Machine is a silly little recording on youtube of them playing this heartache song Once We Were Strangers for those relationships that may not work but can't not work, in a little park. I can't help but see the symmetry and the poetry in this.. How everything seems so significant.. how we just keep trying our luck and fighting and fucking. Just listen and think about it haha..
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kZvLnYz-4g0
and my number one song of the week... so far... Paul Simon's Boy in the Bubble (or if I can push that to two number one songs Crazy Love as well) I swear everytime I hear this album I feel like a 7yr old driving around with my family. I always professed to hate "Graceland" I'm not sure why, it seems rather a pathetic piece of childhood rebellion but perhaps it just goes to show how ur taste evolves.. and how utterly mindblowing this is sat on the bus in the sun singing to yourself.. and being a little crazy...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v4kY4Y9gjqw Live in Zimbabwe the year I was born...
So this is going to be short as I'm going to go and watch a movie.. I have just noticed that Dick Van Dyke never seems to age and laughs the same as he used to in Mary Poppins.. I see Night at the Museum or Diagnosis Murder and think why did they hire a chimney sweep to solve crimes/be a weird museum guard/have white hair?
I'm hoping to have a lovely birthday 1. as many people I love will be around. 2. I'll be dressed in a custom made (by me though) David Bowie costume for my karaoke party in the sun (and to make myself feel less old this is the same theme I had for my 12th birthday party!) and 3. I will be amazingly excited despite my usual bittersweet feelings towards being another year older and situations where one feels pressure to be happy. I will have fun with my famous friends, Gaga, Mj, Madonna, George some Swedish popstars and a lot of vocal chord strain!!
until then a bientot ma petites x
paul simon
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