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Thursday, February 12, 2009
The beginning of the...
It's the 4 o'clock hour. Restless. Can't sleep. Turned the TV on and start flipping thru the satellite channels. Stopped on VH1 Classics, a show called That Metal Show. I don't even know what the Hell they were talking about, but I heard one the guys mention the band Sleeze Beez. My ears perk up. Does anyone out there know who that band is? They were a late 80's Dutch glam band. When I hear their name on this show, I bust out laughing. Hysterically, really.
Another hidden memory unlocked. Sorta. I was in the ninth grade, I think. I would sometimes sneak out with my gal pal, Christine. She was a grade older, and she knew how to drive. She would steal her parents Honda Civic. Stick shift. I remember thinking she was sooo cool because she could drive "stick." She didn't even have a license. She may have even been fifteen. She had very fair skin, crazy hair, and eyes of yellowish green that you could get lost in for days.
Christine and I were very close. Sometimes she would sneak me into clubs with her late at night. I was already going to different types of bars & clubs, at fourteen years old. I liked more of the New Wave and Industrial jams. She seemed to favor the Metal crowd. Dudes with long hair, maybe some tight jeans, and high tops. I knew those guys all too well, my brother was one of those dudes. Remember, this is the late 80's. Christine often took me to a rock club called, Sneakers. Haha. Sneakers. My first REAL experiences with older drunk guys hitting on me.
So...my first time into that not-so-fine establishment, the band that performed that night was Sleeze Beez. I don't remember anything about them, and prior to that show, knew nothing about them. Didn't know the existed. Forgot they existed. Who names their band Sleaze Beez any way??? I don't actually remember much of the night, but I do recall she and I going to get a bite to eat on our way home. After late night munchin', we headed toward my house. This is where I will soon be successfully sneaking back in.
Driving home, once we are on the highway, approaching alongside us comes a tour bus. Christine knows all too well what it is, I'm still naive enough at this point that I never knew she planned the timing of our drive home to possibly pass this bus. She starts driving faster, I could see the color of the adrenaline rising straight up her back. Oh yeah, and she's smiling. I don't get it, are we about to race these guys? They start accelerating in speed, they're now catching up to us. I look over from the passenger seat, I notice that in the front lounge area, there are some guys. Of course, it's that Sleeze Beez band. One of the band members is holding a sign up in the window. Was having a hard time reading the sign at first. Finally, my eyes could finally fixate long enough to distinguish some letters.
"SHOW US YOUR TITS"
Gross. I think I was traumatized. But, I think subconsciously, I kinda liked the attention. I was fourteen years old. I'm sure I looked my age at that point in my life. I know I lived for music, but that was the day I realized I never wanted to be a groupie. That must be when I decided I wanted to work in the music industry, even if it meant that because I am a woman, I was willing to work harder. Today, 20 years later, I can say that I "pretty much" stuck to my guns. I did work long days doing all types of jobs in the industry, freelance and for different record labels & bands. I still dabble in the industry today. I can't say I never dated musicians, that would be a bold LIE. I was just very "selective" in that department. Sometimes, heh. A girl can't be in the industry that long without being able to relate to artists. Artists in general. That's a topic for another day.
Christine, that is a different story. She died tragically in a horrible car accident in 1997. She had retired her "groupie" status, and was going to law school to become an Entertainment Attorney. I miss her. I know that every day in my adult life she is with me for the wildest of rides and the best of times. It was because of her, I was introduced to the world I call, "home." The road. I wouldn't change my life for anyone else's....ever. I wouldn't have it any other way.
xoxo.
Another hidden memory unlocked. Sorta. I was in the ninth grade, I think. I would sometimes sneak out with my gal pal, Christine. She was a grade older, and she knew how to drive. She would steal her parents Honda Civic. Stick shift. I remember thinking she was sooo cool because she could drive "stick." She didn't even have a license. She may have even been fifteen. She had very fair skin, crazy hair, and eyes of yellowish green that you could get lost in for days.
Christine and I were very close. Sometimes she would sneak me into clubs with her late at night. I was already going to different types of bars & clubs, at fourteen years old. I liked more of the New Wave and Industrial jams. She seemed to favor the Metal crowd. Dudes with long hair, maybe some tight jeans, and high tops. I knew those guys all too well, my brother was one of those dudes. Remember, this is the late 80's. Christine often took me to a rock club called, Sneakers. Haha. Sneakers. My first REAL experiences with older drunk guys hitting on me.
So...my first time into that not-so-fine establishment, the band that performed that night was Sleeze Beez. I don't remember anything about them, and prior to that show, knew nothing about them. Didn't know the existed. Forgot they existed. Who names their band Sleaze Beez any way??? I don't actually remember much of the night, but I do recall she and I going to get a bite to eat on our way home. After late night munchin', we headed toward my house. This is where I will soon be successfully sneaking back in.
Driving home, once we are on the highway, approaching alongside us comes a tour bus. Christine knows all too well what it is, I'm still naive enough at this point that I never knew she planned the timing of our drive home to possibly pass this bus. She starts driving faster, I could see the color of the adrenaline rising straight up her back. Oh yeah, and she's smiling. I don't get it, are we about to race these guys? They start accelerating in speed, they're now catching up to us. I look over from the passenger seat, I notice that in the front lounge area, there are some guys. Of course, it's that Sleeze Beez band. One of the band members is holding a sign up in the window. Was having a hard time reading the sign at first. Finally, my eyes could finally fixate long enough to distinguish some letters.
"SHOW US YOUR TITS"
Gross. I think I was traumatized. But, I think subconsciously, I kinda liked the attention. I was fourteen years old. I'm sure I looked my age at that point in my life. I know I lived for music, but that was the day I realized I never wanted to be a groupie. That must be when I decided I wanted to work in the music industry, even if it meant that because I am a woman, I was willing to work harder. Today, 20 years later, I can say that I "pretty much" stuck to my guns. I did work long days doing all types of jobs in the industry, freelance and for different record labels & bands. I still dabble in the industry today. I can't say I never dated musicians, that would be a bold LIE. I was just very "selective" in that department. Sometimes, heh. A girl can't be in the industry that long without being able to relate to artists. Artists in general. That's a topic for another day.
Christine, that is a different story. She died tragically in a horrible car accident in 1997. She had retired her "groupie" status, and was going to law school to become an Entertainment Attorney. I miss her. I know that every day in my adult life she is with me for the wildest of rides and the best of times. It was because of her, I was introduced to the world I call, "home." The road. I wouldn't change my life for anyone else's....ever. I wouldn't have it any other way.
Sleeze Beez. You sleazy, dirty child molesters. Get a haircut.
xoxo.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
The Mission. Complete.
I've got 2 new favorite songs I'd like to "turn you on" to.
Yumminess at it's finest...
First of all, Milla Jovovich & Maynard Keenan collaborated with Danny Lohner once again, producing a spine chillin' piece called The Mission. It's brand spankin' new...like last week new. Danny has been busy working on the new Underworld Soundtrack, so no wonder why these amazing artists would wind up working together again. Promise that once you hear The Mission, it will be stuck in your head all day. What do YOU know?
The second song, which I had been playing nonstop until The Mission came out, is another Puscifer masterpiece called Lighten up Francis - JLE Dub Remix. This is the song I want to be getting naked to during my next photoshoot. It is a booty shakin' remix by my friend Joshua Eustis, from the New Orleans/Chicago electronic super duo, Telefon Tel Aviv. Maynard's voice sounds fucking fantastic. Josh is an amazing talent is his own right, and just a gifted soul. Beautiful...
Speaking of Telefon Tel Aviv, I have some very sad news. Charlie Cooper, the other half of Telefon Tel Aviv, passed away Wednesday, January 22, 2009. Their album, Immolate Yourself, just came out last week as well.. Lots of love, light, & positive energy to his family, loved ones, and fans...especially from me to his longtime friend & musical soulmate. <3
Unfortunately, I also just found out that a childhood (well, teenage) friend's mother passed away as well. Charles Wesley Cooper, III & Miss Nancy, you have helped open the minds & touch the lives of many people. You will be missed. Very much so...
Back to the groovin' tunes, you can hear both new song's on Puscifer's website & MySpace pages. The new Telefon Tel Aviv album is available now, and if you purchase on iTunes, you get a free track along with the album. It's sooo good. This is a time of much change, confusion, and some chaos in the world. Please help us help everyone else create a place of new energy, love, and light. We can all do this together. Don't you wanna join me???
xoxo.
Yumminess at it's finest...
First of all, Milla Jovovich & Maynard Keenan collaborated with Danny Lohner once again, producing a spine chillin' piece called The Mission. It's brand spankin' new...like last week new. Danny has been busy working on the new Underworld Soundtrack, so no wonder why these amazing artists would wind up working together again. Promise that once you hear The Mission, it will be stuck in your head all day. What do YOU know?
The second song, which I had been playing nonstop until The Mission came out, is another Puscifer masterpiece called Lighten up Francis - JLE Dub Remix. This is the song I want to be getting naked to during my next photoshoot. It is a booty shakin' remix by my friend Joshua Eustis, from the New Orleans/Chicago electronic super duo, Telefon Tel Aviv. Maynard's voice sounds fucking fantastic. Josh is an amazing talent is his own right, and just a gifted soul. Beautiful...
Speaking of Telefon Tel Aviv, I have some very sad news. Charlie Cooper, the other half of Telefon Tel Aviv, passed away Wednesday, January 22, 2009. Their album, Immolate Yourself, just came out last week as well.. Lots of love, light, & positive energy to his family, loved ones, and fans...especially from me to his longtime friend & musical soulmate. <3
Unfortunately, I also just found out that a childhood (well, teenage) friend's mother passed away as well. Charles Wesley Cooper, III & Miss Nancy, you have helped open the minds & touch the lives of many people. You will be missed. Very much so...
Back to the groovin' tunes, you can hear both new song's on Puscifer's website & MySpace pages. The new Telefon Tel Aviv album is available now, and if you purchase on iTunes, you get a free track along with the album. It's sooo good. This is a time of much change, confusion, and some chaos in the world. Please help us help everyone else create a place of new energy, love, and light. We can all do this together. Don't you wanna join me???
xoxo.
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