music is my boyfriend

I can’t help it, I just LOVE this song… lol

my supper dish, my supper dish, my succotash wish

This year, I did it.

I finally applied for a passport and any day now, it should be showing up at my door.

The point of getting it now?

Well, I was hoping I’d get to use it before the year is out, on a trip to the UK to see England for the first time.

Back when I decided to FINALLY leave the tri-state area, it was down to a choice between the west side of the US or the east side of the UK.  As my thin pescetarian blood would have it, L.A. worked out.

But now that I’ve spent some time here, I’ve discovered that I never did make it over to the other side of the pond.

There are a handful of reasons why all of a sudden this trip is urgent, but airlines decided to pick this year to cut back on the total number of scheduled flights which makes the costs for the ones they’ve already released skyrocket.

This is it, the part where I ask for your help.

Every little bit counts and if I can get 3 people per day to spare $10 or 6 to spare $5, I’ll get there!

Thanks so much and please let me know if there’s anything I can do for you in return!

A.

oh Peaches… I MISS you grrrrrrl

love ya love ya love ya love ya love ya love ya love ya love ya love ya

wow… and kind of annoyed it’s on the stupid New Moon Soundtrack — this song should be hiding out in Eau Claire, WI at the only bar in town

Just in case you forgot how positively sad Kurt Cobain’s untimely passing was, watch this video.  In it a grown man weird a lab coat is screaming “no recess”… in this moment he’s a father, a husband and one of the most sought-after musical minds of his generation, a mere 18 months after making a full length record as a virtual unknown.  Before which he was practically homeless and hooked on heroin, an addiction that would nearly kill him on the way back from this trip.  Less than two years later, this lovely moppy-haired ball of energy would put a shotgun in his own mouth and believe his life to be so hopeless he couldn’t stand living it another minute.  He’d done such a good job evading the few healthy people who cared for him and managed to surround himself with a lot of addicts who were far too wrapped up in their own disease that he was dead for DAYS before anyone knew it.

Every now and then, I think about how much people my age admired what he stood for and what his music did to legitimize our role in society.  His message shaped our need to stand up to injustice, but to make sure we were being true to ourselves first.  Ironic that we learned it from a man who probably had no idea who he REALLY was and the greatest injustice of all is that we never got to see and hear a coherent, sober, self-loving, self-realizing, mature Kurt Cobain speak his mind and share his heart.  One can only imagine how beautiful THAT might’ve been.

Not even Jay-Z and Alicia Keys can make me miss/love NYC… although that jam is hot though

check it kids!

@anticon Just want to remind you how much I completely appreciate the genius artists you’ve introduced me to over the years… @iamsodapop @yoniwolf