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music mommas

28 Jun

riddle me this: what terrible tv program is much, much better when you are 3/4 through a bottle of chardonnay?

the real l word.

i know, i know i had a complete diatribe about how awful the show was, but i was sitting on my couch with cramps and i made myself this fabulous meal and opened up a really cheap bottle of wine from trader joe’s with nothing to watch and then it just happened, as these things do.

anyway….that really has nothing to do with today’s post. today i’m thinking a lot about some things. primarily this: i know nothing. and right when i think i do i get a big slap in the vagina. i have this bad habit that i’ve developed lately. you see i was raised to think in black and white terms. it’ either black or white. good or bad. you’re with me or you aren’t. and it’s been a struggle for me to break that down into gray terms. i’m only just realizing how polarized my thinking is and how that has infected all aspects of my life. for example, i like to break up with people. i have no problem walking away from someone when i feel there is nothing more i can gain from the relationship. which, in all honestly is completely unfair to the other person.

i have a confession to make. i’m a runner. not in the athletic way of course (duh). i can’t help myself, but i have to be on the move. i always tell people i’m leaving. nothing is permanent in my life, because i am constantly working towards my next step. and then there is this other thing: for a really good communicator, i don’t communicate so well. i hold stuff in, i don’t say what i should. when i’m hurt i keep it to myself and i let it sort of go for too long and then one day i just can’t take it anymore and i bolt. there will be a small explosion and then peace, i’m out. with very little explanation and this isn’t really fair.

i recently reconnected with someone that fell victim to my guerrilla like tactics. long story short: i felt under-appreciated and decided that although we had been friends for many years, perhaps we had finally grown apart. then he told me that no matter what, he knew that because of our history together, there was no doubt in his mind that we would reconnect. we had been through far too much together. and he was right. who was i to just throw away something that had existed for over a decade? a jerk, that’s who. and there are other victims. albeit, not as close, but still- they are out there and to be honest, i’m not sure where to begin. how about here:

Show me forgiveness
For having lost faith in myself
And let my own interior up
To inferior forces
The shame is endless
But if soon stars forgiveness
The girl might live

thanks bjork. you are definitely a fave music momma. featured more then once which makes you more like a queen momma or eve momma.

music mommas

17 May

i went to this ballet over the weekend, which was kind of great with some less great moments. one great moment was that sonya tayeh was sitting four rows in front of me as one of her choreographed pieces was being featured. she’s just so….cool. like super cool. there is probably a less lame way to express how i feel about her, but it’s like when you were in high school in the early 90s and flannel and combat boots were only being worn by a couple of people. and you’d sit on the steps outside eating your sack lunch, watching them smoke cigarettes thinking to yourself, they’re cool and ballsy. i’m not.

“I am naturally aggressive and I just wanted to challenge them and challenge myself,” said tayeh and yes her pieces are intriguing because they are just that, aggressive. and intense. the music she chooses is so integral to the actual performances that it goes beyond anything i’m used to seeing on stage.  it’s as if it all becomes one giant piece of media art, with dancers, costumes, lighting and music.

when i was a wee lass, i would wish on a star every night that i would become a dancer….that didn’t actually work out. i could just never commit. anyhoodles, so sonja is this amazing, hot, creative performer and more of a dance momma then a music momma, but she’s inspiring today’s post because she used this really intense bjork/astor piazzolla (tango type song) mash up. which was almost difficult to listen to, but also amazing. how is that possible? not sure, but this lady made it happen:

note her bjork shirt. and here’s video of icelandic goddess or as i like to call her the original furrie: