The Pixies and me go way back and I was thrilled that I got to actually see them perform live during their 2004 reunion tour wherein I crushed myself up to the front and jumped around like a giddy girl who has eaten too much sugar.  Good times. 

Fight Club is also a favourite movie and my son will tell you that it doesn’t feel like Christmas until he watches Fight Club, usually on Christmas Eve.

Hope everyone had a most awesome holiday.  I am back in the cube today and feeling rebellious in my many layers of purple topped off with a granny dress and sporting my ever popular lazy girl braids.

peace.

the holiday edition ….

peace and love to all, xoxox

It should come as no surprise to anyone who knows me that my music taste runs eclectic and I am not married to any one genre.  It will also come as no surprise to anyone who really knows me that every song that I am putting up here during month of music carries with it a story.  Some stories I am sharing and some I am keeping close to my heart because most of my stories involve other people from another time and not every story needs to be shared here. 

I will say that in the twisty turning way of my life’s adventure, this song takes me back to a tent in the mountains, the sound of the rain opening the way to gentle understanding and a passionate kiss leading up to the morning light’s surprise visit through the tent flap by a rather large elk.  Otherwise, I will choose to remain charmingly enigmatic about the whole affair. 

I got rid of most of my casette tapes years ago but I keep a little box under the stairs of special ones. Hormonally Yours by Shakespeares Sister is one of these special ones.  The album was recorded in the UK in 1992 and an interesting tidbit is that both Siobhan Fahey and Marcella Detroit were pregnant at the time of the recording.

I pretty much love this song,

These days I am mostly a blend of folk and pop but this week I am heading back to my musical roots baby because sometimes loud and hard is what I need to get through my days.  The backbone of my soul is found in a zipper jean jacket died black and stiletto black heels with jeans so tight I needed a coathanger to do them up as I choke my words on the end of a burning stick of smoke.  Word.

Its been a week of too much snow and cold and the crunch of metal of a car accident tossed in with a shitstorm of work and a whole lot of rudeness topped off with a blizzard as I hemorage money I don’t have.  I am pretty much at my limits as I stare out at the whiteness and suddenly find myself craving the dark.  And its only wednesday. 

Fucking Hell.  Yeah.

and I pray for peace.

This was the song I grooved to on the way to work this morning. 

Chic Gamine just brightens my day and I have to say thank you to my music loving husband for bringing my attention to them.  On top of being a wonderful musician himself, he also works at a pretty kick ass radio station and so music is always on his radar which means it’s also on mine ~ I like the arrangement very much.

If I want to belt out some songs in the sunshine, I always turn to my old favourites.  One of those old favourites is anything by Luscious Jackson.  I am instantly transported backwards to my light blue monza with the crank sun roof that leaked in the rain, the stereo cranked high and my voice lifted to the sky.

There isn’t a lot in the way of video on youtube and what is has embedding disabled but this one is also a favourite.

It was the summer of my first bikini and sneaking black eyeliner into my duffel bag and a drag of a cigarette that I nicked off my older cousin.  It was first kisses and crushes, not yet a teenager but wearing my jean jacket and tank top and shiny red shorts as though I was as I watched Little Darlings over and over again and rocked out in the green grass of my backyard to Joan Jett.  It was chlorine flirtation and an inner anger that I didn’t totally understand but I knew I was on the verge of something exciting and I wanted to run headlong into it as much as I wanted to run as far away from it as I could. 

I really wanted to embed, this video but unfortunately embedding is enabled so you get this on instead …

and a little crimson and clover for good measure,