Gina

I’m kinda “meh” about The Kinks in general, but the combination of pastoral organ & fucked-up gravelly cigarette voice in this song are doing it for me today.

Turning in the first full draft of How To Have A Body to Dodie WITHIN FUCKING HOURS. Just ran a bunch of administrative errands w/ my friend/writing group buddy/cohort buddy Bay. Blasting this (well, as much as one can blast on headphones & in the skool library) to psych myself up about this final edits push.

I feel a mix of very accomplished & very tired. This work I’m turning in still feels so drafty to me, so not done yet. There’s still hella scenes I want to write, things to add, things to expand.

And. A deadline is a deadline, and the work that is there is, well, good. And there is enough of it. And I have till May 17th for further edits/expansion.

Lather, rinse, repeat.

Wish me luck, y’all.

I love the original “Everyday People.” But I also really love “People Everyday.”

It’s a whole wide world for you to go & get your hands on…

I have listened to this song no less than 30 times today. I think it is very much SPRING IS SPRUNG music.

So I realized today that Young Americans and The Grey Album are pretty much the only contexts in which I listen to The Beatles or members of The Beatles. Huh.

Ohmygoodness. David Bowie, Lou Reed, and Gail Ann Dorsey do “Queen Bitch.”

This is delightful for a lot of reasons, but what I really love about it is how everyone is smiling & giggling in this kind of dorky, goofball way. They are so obviously just having an awesome time.

Sometimes I measure how hard a week has been by how loud I need to blast Trina on Saturday morning. So, for reference: I’ve just listened to “No Panties (True Slut)” at maximum volume not once, not twice, but thrice.

She is just really smart and really filthy and I so wish I’d gotten to see her when she toured with Sex Workers’ Art Show lo those many years ago.

The Animals, “San Franciscan Nights.”

This following program is dedicated to the city and people of San Francisco, who may not know it but they are beautiful, and so is their city. This is a very personal song, so if the viewer cannot understand it — particularly those of you who are European residents — save up all your bread and fly Trans Love Airways to San Francisco, U.S.A Then maybe you’ll understand the song. It will be worth it, if not for the sake of this song, but for the sake of your own peace of mind.

So this started randomly playing on the “glam rock” station I made myself on Pandora, and I just about died. How the hell have I never heard this before?! Esp. having been raised by hippies in San Francisco?!

It starts out ridiculous and campy and and psychedelic and fun and then it get kiiiiiinda rough & fucked-up. These are a few of my favorite things.

Well, late for Ash Wednesday is better than never, right?

DUUUUUUDES THERE IS A VIDEO FOR “FAT CATS, BIGGA FISH” (one of my favorite Coup songs)!!!

Ahem. Sorry to shout. I just didn’t realize that there were any videos from Genocide & Juice. This is very exciting to me.

When I feel good, I’m so free.

Baby, baby, baby, I won’t ever let you down. I can’t stand another sound. Let’s find another way in.

I know Bowie & Brian Eno were probs on HELLA COCAINE when they were working on this album, and that a lot of the lyrics are just nonsense rhymes, but STILL. This album gets me every time. This song gets me every time.

Let’s find another way in. Let’s find another way in.

I dunno. I’m an Aquarius. It’s kinda what we do.