Friday, November 09, 2007

Friday Night Music (Bad Girl Version).......11.09.07


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*[ Click the title: Alterbridge;" Rise Today ".....6-6 Almost chose Wolf Mother, but ce la vie...this was better}*
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I live with a teenager, so every now and then it influences my Musical choices....he wants to make movies, and he is very much artistically driven, believes that music is as important as the characters. He demonstrated this the other eve, by pointing out that is why porn as genre has basically failed- the bad music means that people are less interested. ( and to be honest he has a point....and of course this led to a lengthy discussion about whether he had been watching Something he is NOT allowed to watch...) But he is right some of the best movies we have seen have been scored by great musicians. I like the fact that he likes this song about Change and Rising Up.

We had a talk tonight where I actually confessed I have a Bad Girl Past, where I thought I was Hot ( and probally was surely not). ( between you and I, I was 19, I wore low riding ripped LEE jeans, and black Danskin leaotard and silver Hoops ,and my hair down and smoked clove cigarettes or tiparillos.... still in my Hippy era).

What I told him was about being with a Band....I was with a band...I was told I would be "Percussion ", so I arrived thinking I was going to be playing Bongo drums, or something Cool. I arrived and was handed a tamborine, and basically given a 5 minute training lesson as a Doo Whop Girl. I asked if I could play Something else ....they handed me a "triangle", which made me feel like not so hot pathetic 6 year old. I stuck with the tamborine.

And eventually I did lights for them, and that was much more fun. I would sit on a counter back about 20 feet from the stage, and adjust the Lights to fit the music, and sit with the Board across my lap and drink bottled Rolling Rocks ....and I had a much better time....and I knew for sure that I didn't want to be on the stage.

11 comments:

enigma4ever said...

Clarification of 'Bad".......
my son thinks that I always been a nerd..and on most counts he is right...but I did have a phase that I thought I was less nerdy...more cool...but I did do things that I am not proud of- tiparillos,clove cigarettes, annie green spring wine, and hanging at the rollerskate or iceskate ring...with my 66" Oldsmobile Cutless- cherry red with creamy leatherette interior...

Thomas said...

Hey, HEY, a little confession is GOOD for the soul....
but Annie Green Springs wine...


he he

Dr. Know said...

What you wear doesn't make you bad, E4E, it simply means you are/were desirous of attention - particularly the hormonally induced kind. ;-)
A better question when determining your "bad" quotient would be "How many people did you flippantly or callously destroy?" You're a lightweight - not that there's anything wrong with that...

I see you've been snooping around 6-6s music collection. I am amazed at the number of people who still listen the the music of their high school or college years, and assume that musical evolution ceased on graduation day. As for me, and old fart who listens to the local college and alternative rock stations. With few exceptions, the 70s/80s wouldn't die soon enough - yet the corpse is still kicking...

A DooWop girl - now that's a vision. How life contorts.

Robert Rouse said...

The photo you used for this post reminded me of how much I love a woman in high heels. However, I think this woman would be much more desirable wearing a nice sun dress with those heels. I prefer to use my imagination.

I listen to all kinds of music now. For the longest time I was a music snob who refused to listen to anything after 1975. I always felt like music died with the advent of disco.

Luckily, I married a woman 15 years my junior and she turned me on to a lot of great post '75 music - but I still believe the guys from the late '60s and early '70s were better tune smiths.

Fran said...

All you did was smoke tiparillos & clove cigarettes?
I'm not EVEN telling about my past indiscretions.

As for high heels, they may look sexy, but if you ever wore a pair or tried to actually walk in them, they are hellish. High heels suck & should be medically bannished.

How's that for a little bad girl action?

enigma4ever said...

Fran you crack me up...No I grew up in a Strict house , I was not even allowed to have jeans...( repug house)....and so my grandmother snuck me out to buy jeans...it was a very big deal...so wearing ripped tight low jeans made me feel like a total sinner- that and usually I had snuck out and changed in the back of someones s car....( I had hugh heels and cowboy boots- I loved both of them, I was not graceful in either)...and the clove cigarettes were so tasty....and they left my clothes smelling wonderful, and it was so funny I used to wear ( stiil do actually) patchoulii, and I would come home smelling of patchoilii, cloves and sandalwood incense and my mother was CONVINCED THAT SHE WAS SMELLING POT...and she would rant and rave...yeah..right...

Robert : you are so funny....you are such a musician that of course you would be devoted to one era...that actually makes sense...and I have to say that certain eras have created our music history....that is what I love...and when I come in the room and my son has the Stones, Marley or Zeppelin, it does make me smile....and yes, it is good your wife came along and set you straight ;-)

DrKnow...I wrote above it was about the household that I grew up in...really dum rules so when I did things like wear clothes I was not allowed to wear- I felt totally evil....so I am a lightweight....hmmmmwell maybe I am.....I thought it was important to reassure my son that I was not always a nerd....ce la vie...

thomas: yup...I know Annie Green Spring....pitiful...pathetic...hell it spilled on my car once and took off the paint...lordy,....it was under 2$$$

D.K. Raed said...

Never smoked ciggies, but I did like champagne. Made a lot of my clothes back in the 60's -- peasant blouses & mini-skirts, lots of embroidery, even on hot-pants. Once in awhile, I scored in thrift shops finding lovely old outfits from the 20's-40's (I liked the Kate Hepburn look). Wore the heels, sacrificed my ankles for height. Saw every rock band that played vegas back then.

Your son cracked me up -- so it's the BAD MUSIC that relegates Porn to B-status, huh? Not the bad acting, ludicrous plots & "costumes"?

enigma4ever said...

To be honest DK I don't think he has seen any porn....but he has watched Friends when they used to joke about it and play awful music and pretend to be watching it on TV......I love that you used to make clothes- I did too, I made peasent tops and some sundresses....but not much else...I had wedge hills, and I too used to collect dresses from the 30's and 40's.....I refused to wear polyester....ever...

dada said...

Gee, reading all these wonderful comments about the 60's makes me truly wish I had been alive then. (VBG!)

And Fran is right. I once had the hugest crush on an office co-worker. She looked so great in those heels. But my dreams were shattered when I espied her deformed "dogs" out of their stilletos, sleeping under her desk one day.

(Images of those tribes wearing bands around their stretched, deformed necks, or those that wrap their feet tightly for years to maintain a lifetime size 2 flashed to mind. It was scarier than hell!)

(It was shortly thereafter I noticed the little part-time college girl working in the mailroom wearing flats. She eventually became my wife. And she has normal looking feet!)

azgoddess said...

wow - what a great post and i love your comments...smile

well, my childhood actually existed as a southern baptist - very strict - no um, cough - dancing...serious here...

i think this is why i have a late in life - dancing experience every weekend - Big Grin!!

one of my fondest childhood memories is of my great-aunt (who was responsible for a lot of my 'education') -- well, she would make her own sausage and meats along with apple cider..and seems she had forgotten about one bottle of cider, it was hidden way in back in the cellar...so when family came for some kind of gathering - she opened it up and it was hard cider...laughing - i never saw my aunt drunk before that time and never did again...

enigma4ever said...

AZ; that was great...hilarious....and ahhhh we get the inside scooop on the dancing queen....I knew that there was some kind of Past there- spiritual release....wow...so coool.

Dada: and woo.hooo..we get the inside of Mrs Dada..wow..so wonderful...see we all did have a past..how wonderful....