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Cheap Therapy

Posted: July 14, 2014 in Fun, Jokes, Life, Music, Society

If your date stole your wallet don’t worry. If your tires are all flat, it’ll be fine. If ants invaded your entire house … okay that part sucks, but here’s a little something to get you by.

http://www.nerdist.com/vepisode/weird-al-yankovic-gets-tacky-with-pharrells-happy/

So Christmas is just three weeks and one day away. Three weeks and one day of various seasonal forms of torture! Here’s my list of not-so-merry Christmas traditions.

Fruitcake is an absolute abomination! It’s too damn dense and sweet. Even the starving people reject. This is the Secret Santa gift you give to the coworker you hate.

The constant bombardment of Christmas music on the radio, in the malls and in every other public place imaginable. If I have to hear Santa Baby or White Christmas one more time …. I’ll convert to Islam! Okay, forget that last part.

Parking and shopping at the mall is worse than waterboarding!  The lines are a thousand miles long. Drivers are practically feral in finding a spot. Acquiring a bench or a restroom stall requires military tactics.

Okay, the extremely cheesy Christmas Specials on TV make we grateful I have cable and DVDs. I guess their target audience are those coming out of comas.

Christmas sweaters, dresses and other various forms of gaudy apparel. Wearing these awful things as kids was cruel. And as adults … I don’t get it! Why would you want to be a tacky, walking ad for Christmas?  Do you really want Rudolf’s or Santa’s head on your torso?

Last but not least, I hate that people really do forget what Christmas is all about. They over analyze, argue and decorate, instead of loving their friends and family. Christmas is about the birth of Jesus. Hope and humanity, people! Think of all the soldiers who can’t be with their loved ones and be grateful.

 

Lately, I’ve been internalizing a lot of the wrong that occurs in the world. This isn’t good since I can’t fix the world. My disgust is rather pointless. Plus, it’s harmful to me.

So, I’m going to reflect on the wonderful things I’ve witnessed in my life. Even now, I am astonished at how or why I was able to experience such beauty.  My start in life was poverty and it stayed that way for most of my life.

That said, anything that was free and beautiful in Los Angeles was experienced by me. My mother made sure of that. I went to museums, rose gardens, Japanese gardens, tide pools on the beach and lovely parks.

My first real opera was Georges Bizet’s Carmen. I was in awe of Carmen, of course. After the opera, the actors/singers joined the patrons.

Without even thinking, I rushed up to the lead mezzo-soprano who played Carmen and told her she was beautiful and amazing. My mother came behind me and apologized for my rudeness.

My opera goddess gave me a hug and a kiss. Then she proceeded to introduce me to the cast. I was dizzy with sensory overload. I was between 8 and 10 years old when this glorious event occurred.

I have been to several museums in my life and most have truly humbled me. Still, there is just one painting at The Getty Center in Los Angeles at connects with me deeply.

Portrait of Leonilla, Princess of Sayn-Wittgenstein-Sayn by Franz Winterhalter is a bold and brazen portrait of a woman in charge. Sadly, the Getty won’t let me publicize it. So click to the link below.

http://www.getty.edu/art/gettyguide/artObjectDetails?artobj=910

I have always loved history, preferably world history. My childish mental time travel reached back to medieval Europe and ancient Egypt, Rome and Greek.

I saw museum artifacts as physical bits of history. The thought of objects surviving hundreds of years amazes me to this day. Man can create wonderful things and just as easily destroy it.

Thankfully, there are places in the world that live on genuine kindness, joy and peace. I have been to places in Mexico, Hawaii and elsewhere that reaffirm my faith in humanity. I think that is worth more than all the museums combined.

 

 

 

Tune Up

Posted: October 24, 2013 in America, Art, Children, Life, Love, Music, Race, sex, Society, Uncategorized
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It occurred to me the other day that my life has its own soundtrack. I tried really hard to remember what it was when I was very young.

My nursery rhymes were in Spanish: Pimpón, Las Mañanitas and Agua De Melon made me giggle and sing. When my mother ran her fingers through my hair and sang, it was heaven.

Low-rider Chevy Impalas always had La Cucaracha for a horn and of course Low rider from War playing.  Throw in the gratuitous Guadalajara from a Mariachi band.

My pre-teen years were spotted with a lot of music!  Classical music at first put me to sleep. Later my mind fell in love with Chopin and Mozart. I would dream of going back in time and marrying Mozart. Hey, I was a kid.

Like every red-blooded American teenage girl, rock was king! The Police, Genesis, The B-52s, Fleetwood Mac, Bee Gees, The Eagles  and so much more. When I felt dark Pat Benatar’s Love is a Battlefield or Nirvana’s Smells Like Teen Spirit did it for me. If I was feeling crazy weird Cyndi Lauper, The Eurhythmics or Oingo Boingo did the trick or at least distracted me.

I was never a big Madonna fan. The kings of my heart were Duran Duran from England. They looked so hot. Of course, I had my favorite (Simon Le Bon) .  I swear I was super geeked out every time I saw them on MTV.

My music as an adult is a potpourri of humanity. I appreciate all types of artist young and old, foreign and domestic, rockers and crooners … everything that isn’t self-serving garbage! I’m 44 years old and Simon Le Bon hasn’t made the cut in decades.

Unplugged

Posted: October 4, 2013 in America, Family, Friendship, Fun, Life, Music, Society, Travel
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I was having a great conversation with a good friend yesterday. We were talking about technology that is so ingrained into our lives like computers, DVRs, iPods and so on. I asked her if she could imagine life without those things . To my surprise, she said yes.

We had this conversation after watching the movie Once. The movie had many examples of human interaction in the purest forms and the music was a driving force. There’s nothing like listening to Irish musicians. It felt like it wasn’t even acting. My friend referred to the fact that the characters interacted quite well without all the bells and whistles of modern technology. She was very right.

I had forgotten that I once lived in a gadget-free world. At first I was bored, but later I saw the beauty of this electronic void. I fell in love with the art of conversation and quiet observation. More people need to learn both. There’s too much oral diarrhea going on in the world from people who refuse to see the truth.

Whenever I travel, I (mostly) shed the gadgetry skin. I focus on the peace and happiness of my journey. I think about all the people who are interwoven in this adventure tapestry, from my car buddy husband to the hotel reception girl. My goal is simply. I wish to embrace the foreign sounds and views with no expectations.

The best times I ever had in my life (not always on vacation) were very organic and intimate.  It felt safe, silly and deeply moving. I think when you make that sort of connection everything about you gets renewed. For me, my heart fills up with a very selfish giddiness and I gladly drop all insecurities.  By the way, my hangout time with my friend took me to a place I was grateful be in.

Shame On You

Posted: August 28, 2013 in America, Children, Music, sex, women
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I was not going to jump on the Miley Cyrus Bash Wagon, but I have zeroed in on my issue. I am a child of the 80s.

I know all about ‘artists’ simulating masturbation, oral, vaginal and anal sex on stage. Many stars have done it in various forms.

So why should I raise an eyebrow to Ms. Miley? She’s just trying to lose her sweet Hannah Montana image, right? She’s over 18.  If she wants to bump and grind on stage, that’s her right. Right?

WRONG! IF YOU WANT TO ACT SLUTTY ON STAGE, FINE. BUT MARKET YOURSELF TO ADULTS ONLY!

Problem 1. She and her dancers paraded out of a giant teddy bear! A TEDDY BEAR!  I give teddy bears to kids because teddy bears are for kids.

Problem 2. She and her dancers were wearing teddy bear costumes during the simulated masturbation and with her wardrobe change to a nude outfit.

Problem 3. She ‘performed’ on another singer while the ‘Teddy Bear’ theme was in full force.

Madonna, Prince, Britney Spears, Lady Gaga and many other have done what Miley did. But none of them used kiddy props and had prepubescent fans the way Miley does.

Shame on you, Miley!