Tuesday, January 15, 2013

She bought a clock on Hollywood Boulevard the day she left...

I just read a blog of a dear friend of mine and it inspired me to write one of my own. She is currently listening to music that was important to her when she was a in her teens. Though she apparently doesn't like Yaz (c'mon Mr. Blue, Midnight, Nobody's Diary?). She expresses an appreciation for the music of her yesteryear and is embracing it by listening to it again.
I started to reflect on the music I used as my soundtrack and the mix tapes I created to define moments like new loves, heartbreaks, and  angsty business I got into. There are many bands (i.e. Culture Club, The English Beat) that were SUPER important to me for a year or two and songs that meant EVERYTHING to me (i.e. Kim Wilde "Kids in America" and  J. Geil's Band "Freeze Frame") for a few weeks of summer.
There is one band that I have loved since I was 16 years old and three weeks ago I saw them for (I think) the 43rd time.
The first time I heard them was when I was in 8th grade. I was dabbling in punk rock and listening to KSPC 88.7 the college radio station that I could pick up in the Inland Empire. Their record More Fun in the New World had just been released and I think that X was the opening act for The Clash who were on tour supporting Combat Rock. Which if you ask any real Clash fan will tell you is their second worst record barely beating out the rightfully named Cut the Crap.
The song I heard off the X record was The New World  and I really liked it. I taped it off the radio the next time I heard it and the following school year I bought the 45 of their cover of Breathless, which was featured in a movie of the same name. By the end of 9th grade I was obsessed with watching  music video programs (MV3, Night Flight, Friday Night Videos) because I did not have MTV at my dad's house. When I would visit my mom I would stay up all night watching the same 22 videos (okay there were more than that by then) over and over again. I saw X's Hungry Wolf  video and I decided that I was going to like this band and bought their album Under the Big Black Sun. I liked it alright, but  now looking back I don't think I was ready for them.
Tenth grade proved to be difficult at first for me to maneuver. I was at a new school and it was a clean slate. One friend I made was into metal and the other was all about ABC (pounds, dollar, millionaire). I was a punk rocker, but I still listened to Swedish Eagle's show on KROQ and went dancing at Studio K at Knott's  Berry Farm. Yeah, I was confused. Ain't Love Grand was released in 1985 and at the time John Doe and Exene were in the middle of their divorce. The record changed me.
By the time I moved to San Francisco five and a half years later I had all of their records on either vinyl CD or both. I started to see them every time they played in my city. My good friend, Ego Sensation introduced me to The Knitters (country side project featuring X plus Dave Alvin) and John Doe as solo artist. I had originally been an Exene specific fan, listening and seeing her solo endeavors, but Mr. Doe became one of my inspirations and influences as a musician (and of course bassist).
In SF during my twenties, they got me through some crazy party times (Must Not Think Bad Thoughts), which my friend A will tell you I listened to A LOT. Dancing with Tears in My Eyes was in heavy rotation during one of my two significant break ups. Because I Do helped me through the other heartbreak. When I decided to move in with my boyfriend (who is my husband now) I revisited the entire album of Wild Gift and UnClogged, which contains acoustic versions of their songs.
My husband makes fun of me when we go to X and X related shows, he thinks it is some weird cult kind of thing because we see so many familiar faces. The band has been around since 1977 and I have been going to their shows since 1987.
I love listening to music that was part of my life movie from when I was younger and I find comfort that X has been in my life for so long.

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Happy new year! Happy new year! May we all have a vision now and then. Of a world where every neighbor is a friend.

Happy New Year!
Back at work after a nice 11 days off!
Went to Seattle for a few days and it was really fun. M is a pretty good traveler. There were only two real episodes of fuss. One was on the plane to Seattle, I am not sure if it was the heat (the plane was REALLY hot), or no milk. We made a rookie error and did not buy milk before we boarded the plane. We assumed that they would have some...oops! Sorry baby! The second fuss was before boarding the plane home and it was because she had a wicked whiz diaper that had soaked all the way into her pants! Ooops! Otherwise she was a great traveler. On the way home she fell asleep with her feet in Papa's face and I was holding her head in my hand.

Instead of new year's resolutions my friend suggested that we pick a word. B picked steps, our other friends picked truthful and adventurous. What did I pick? Zany. Really? Like I am not a frickin' weirdo already.
So folks, 2013 is the year of ZANY for me!
Below are some of the definitions that I found on the interweb.
In ode to Justin Timberlake I am gonna bring zany back...Yeah.

From the urban dictionary and Merriam-Webster
An out-of-fashion word for wacky and individualistic. Most zany things are out of fashion now too.

a subordinate clown or acrobat in old comedies who mimics ludicrously the tricks of the principal 
AND
one who acts the buffoon to amuse others