shop window across the street from theatre i was at last night. these chicks shoulda come to gig and chilled- guitar and cello music will soothe the soul.
there's something about this pic that's soooo 80's eh?
This town is our town, It is so glamorous, Bet you'd live here if you could And be one of us- the Go Go's
somethings, some expressions, you can't take back, or change...
i was on telly with my dad, who (big surprise) had a verbosely intellectual patois mixed w/ ragey anger that eventually took him out.
i was feeling judged at this moment, why i snapped it. despite his genius IQ and fair to questionable advice/lecture, and love the man could drive you nuts.
he's gone now, and sometimes i still think, oh let me call dad so i can... then i remember, no phone required... just thought waves to the universe now...
this will so not become my death blog, btw... but these are the things that have been going on... and y'know how it rolls....me and my family knew he had @ 5 months left or so-ish at this point.... so, it's frustration at his dominating patriarchol old school dialogue, but sadness that those parry/spar days were numbered....
me va a golpear en la cabeza, que se encuentra el sueño de mí, para que pueda saludar mañana con la confianza de un ave fénix
-going to hit myself in head, let sleep find me, so i may greet tomorrow with the confidence of a phoenix- (much prettier in espanol!)
la luna está casi lleno, deseo de dormir, como todas las buenas niñas .. se aullido a la luna y las estrellas de la copa de esta noche
-the moon is almost full, i wish for sleep, like all the good girls do..i will howl at the moon and drink from the stars tonight
la luna se está haciendo a mí pensar. la luna está llorando un poco.
-moon is getting to me tonight, think the moon is crying a little
from twitter @mattcherry read this urban legend about the website www.niggabook.com that me & @RachelTrue shut down today http://bit.ly/zOTny *word*
heres the deal, a link niggabook.com had it's url pointing to fb.... why would you type that? you wouldn't till someone tells you it exists.some teets on twitter were like- don't give it attwntion, don't attract it, haven't u seen the secret'.... totally valid.... i wrote back, my methods are for me, and i celebrate the freedom we have to approach things diffrently, and i'd never assume others would should subscribe to them.
that said, 2 phone calls, between me and @mattcherry on twitter... and url was unlinked from Facebook by godaddy... problem solved. by picking up the phone.... not terribly revolutionary, just a tiny effort and ability to deal w/ bad hold music required...
i know i have a big mouth, i'm glad i back it up....
when i was a kid i thought i'd get a baby and/or teddybear and name it Aloysius... now i feel light and indifferent...
i think it's important to enjoy the life one has, and not take to much time mourning the life you wanted, dreamed, even had for a moment...
sometimes i really do sit back and thank the universe for my life as is.
i ♥ the Ram Dass book
Be Here Now..
Don't think about all those things you fear...
just be glad to be here..... xx
in abeyance ... for oh so many things...
Abeyance is a white room with black curtains near the station.... replete w/ guitar solo
btw, yes absolutely, i do look exactly like my profile pic... all the time.... upon waking, taking out garbage, & def while in abeyance..
sofa just demanded we "get up off it, or start paying rent" me-"beeyotch i own you and your fancy pillows too." sofa-zed me-1
am not responsible for your out of control egos people. only my own.
i have a blog, why? i dunno, to let voices out in more than 140 characters?
ever since seeing in the museum as child, this work of art has fascinated me to no end....and the Brooklyn botanical gardens the Cloisters, chinese new year dragons, dradel songs,korean painting class, operettas at the performing arts kids schools, lions at the library, cello lessons, styvesant town, multiculturalism, mixed kids, hidden nyc triangle shaped coutyards bursting w/flowers, cobblestone streets, bookie flower man on the corner, yoyos in springtime, egg eclair soda w/ no egg off tompkins sq park.... playground swings so you could touch the sky.
i think that was my fb status, which kicked off a minor discusion of my sexual oreintation- a girl asked if i was 'family', another jumped in and said,no, but family friendly... i wasn't sure what any of that meant so i summed it up as, if by family you mean gay, then no... but I believe in equality for all of (insert any deity here) creatures, and other states legalizing gay marriage while CA remains stodgy and trapped in church dogma over issue... is mind boggling.
It's not lost on me that Mona has a pretty decent following amoung young black lesbians, was it the shoes?, the hair? my friends ask- i like to think her ability to show her flaws and carry on, makes her universal to all women really.... but shout out to all the great girls i've met who've expressed love for mona.
recently i was at the gladd awards, and a group to gay high school students approached me for pictures, etc.. i can honestly say i've never heard the words 'lemme take you to prom, i'll take care of you' said so laciviously by a 16 year old girl(s) before. i admired their confidence, and joy for the world they're about to inherit. rachel
http://www.domgabrielli.net/
check out my friend Dom's book site link He's an incredibly talented writer!
I merit a very minor footnote in his biography section-
'I embraced Deleuzian thought who no one at university in those days strangely dared to consider. I understood what it was to be a minority of one. Avenue A and 7th Street, that’s where, tucked up with India.'
we were a verbose movie making pair-♥ to my silly Eaton boy and his stuffy english ways...
East village NYC
- i think we are able to remain true genuine friends... because.... even though we both did the things all people do to each other we'd take back....it healed... talking to D is like no time has passed... and eons of life times have passed....
for that moment in time, we had each others back...and we still do.
can't say that about all ex friends or lovers... people can be takers, seeking, sucking what they can, leaving your liquified insides all messed up, no draino insight... but even those are worth the beautiful pain and lessons.
now, i prefer pals razor sharp of wit and humor, who respect each other enough not to eviscerate each other w/ works thoughts or actions.... Frenemies make me want to seal away in a hermetically sealed box of my own design...
i saw D. in Holland fairly recently and he was as smooth and as Dom as always...such a cad about town- he works a bit for Mick Jagger and got me the most awesome amazing bloody seats and meet and greet passes for me and friends, when the Rolling Stones were in LA...
we ran late, missed opening smooze do...
then Dom and i ichat and he says, Oh Mick asked about you....
could kill my late leaving the house self sometimes...who doesn't want to think they flitted across the mind of micK Jagger?!
it's amazing and a gift to have a lovely old friend who knows and see's you for what you are, good bad and sideways..
ode to a past life in l had in East village of NYC. was that me?
ps people who feel/see the power & strength of others are often enchanted or threatened... why no middle ground? asks the scorpio : )
i like the minamalist approach of micro blogging... just a few hopefully concise words, and your out... like todays..
"kathy griffin said if we go to Mexico, get swine flu it'll be her death on the the D-list. um, fun for her, not so much for me"
get's the point across... see we'd planned a trip, before.. before the news only started reporting on flu... making me wonder what else politically is gestating, but not being reported on....Rachel.
ps- muppet i most identify w/- Animal of course.... Janice is close 2nd, then gonzo...
shop window across the street from theatre i was at last night. these chicks shoulda come to gig and chilled- guitar and cello music will soothe the soul.
