I am a Busy Girl. |capitol letters|

The past six months of my life,

Work has become my wife

We became engaged

I became enraged

That I had no time to write

There is so much I could say

If only words were worth pay

But until then enjoy this brief picture history.

 

 

 

 

Dear Blog,

I really did not forget about you.

In the future,

I promise to..

write more about thangs.

including,

-LOTS of new photo shoots, from Kenra Professional to Film Noir Night

-the IMOCA John Waters event

-escapades in art school

-local music videos

-and more Boosta! exclusives.

 

I also promise to

re-vamp this damn blog.

It’s looking quite boring, isn’t it?

 

 

Designing Things

I have a new job – and yes, it is absolutely lovely. My first assignment

(I will refer to it as an “assignment” because it makes it seem super secret and important, like I might be a spy, but probably not)

involves creating a website with a program I’ve never used before.  This program is www.squarespace.com.  It uses so much front end design, that it actually is quite difficult.  They have over-simplified the program to the point of becoming impossible to use. As in- it does not accept HTML code. Which makes simple things, like layout, and picking colors extremely difficult. The whole trial and error thing is not fun, especially when twenty minutes of typing html would give you the same result as 3 hours of frustration.

I needed a serious playlist to keep my eyelids from drooping;

which I will share, just not all fifteen hours of it.

So…

::::Cygnet Committee Presents::::

A Playlist

[Known as Space for Squares]

Polyhedron: Bubonic Plague [Become one with the computer]

Alfomega: Caetano Veloso [The error code WILL go away]

Dish It Out: The Contortions [Don't punch your monitor]

Genetic Engineering: X Ray Spex [You can be Bill Gates someday, too]

Misirlou: Dick Dale [Calm down and get a snack]

Interzone: Joy Division [You are smarter than your computer]

Metal on Metal: Kraftwerk [Don't trade your brain for a processor]

Hurt: New Order [I listened to all of Substance about three times]

The Curse of Millhaven: Nick Cave [For the frustration]

The Be Colony: Broadcast & The Focus Group [You're thinking in 1's & 0's]

Running: Delia Derbyshire [Learn how a computer dreams]

Being Boiled: The Human League [Don't resist]

Peek-a-Boo: DEVO [Music you can type to]

Networking: Pens [Will make you feel better about the stolen internet]

Red Light: Siouxsie & The Banshees [Stop. Add your last } ]

If you have lots of tricky vicky CSS learnin’ to do too, you might need to fill in the blanks.

{Sneak Peek of Hinge}

Horror Music for Scary People

I have a “project.”

I’d rather not call it a music project, because it really isn’t.  My fascination with horror movies, and the way music can affect emotions and mood, has led to the production of a couple albums.  As I explained to friends the other night, I’d say calling it [experimental] is an understatement, it’s way beyond deconstructionalistic, and on the other side of the mountain from avante garde – much to the point where it sounds like a carnival full of banshees got attacked by zombie cowboys, and then got swept up by a tornado and went to an Oz where the Wicked Witch of the West had already taken over.  That’s kind of what I’m going for.

And the weird thing is, people seem to like it.

So.. without any further ado, let me introduce the up and coming new music genre:

Horror Music

Future Legends: Ferraby Lionheart

Readers, bloggers, and music appreciators alike…it’s time that I fessed up. I’ve been keeping a secret from you. And though it’s selfish, and has been completely gratifying on my behalf, I must get it off my chest. So here goes.

There’s this artist, Ferraby Lionheart, and I think he’s brilliant.

I first heard of Ferraby when I saw the movie, “Middle Of Nowhere.”. He compiled most of the soundtrack for the production, and while I felt that the movie was only so-so, it was the music that really got me; so much in fact that I had to watch it again, just to experience the perfectly placed songs.

But what sets Ferraby apart from the rest of the pack is his ability to compose not just a song, but a relatable story. The fact that he draws most of his inspiration from the awe inspiring moments in life, the bits that really take your breath away, is what turns the music into more than just a catchy tune.

Am I gushing yet?

Well, just the other night, we ventured off to Bloomington for an intimate little acoustic set of his, at The Bishop. Afterwards, we had the honor of chatting it up over some tea. Savannah got the exclusive interview with the mysterious Mister Lionheart.

-boosta!

:::: His Real Name isn’t Lionheart ::::

And Other Fun Facts about Ferraby

Last Thursday, I went to a show my friend Boosta! had been anticipating for weeks, no, months.  I had maybe listened to (a) song of his beforehand, and acoustic folk music isn’t really my thang, dig?

But golly dang, I’m glad I went!

Maybe before I explain why I enjoyed the show so much, I should briefly explain something.  I have a horse obsession.  A serious, serious, life-long horse obsession.

That said, Ferraby explained on-stage one of his songs was written through the eyes of a derby racehorse. This song was directly after a song written through the eyes of a lonely cactus, and before one that “might sound a little odd because I wrote it on mushrooms.”

Well, I had to ask.  And no, he doesn’t have a horse obsession.  He just thinks they’re extremely majestic.  He does not like to trot or canter on horses.  He likes to gallop, and has found his perfect galloping plans.  He has found a place that rents horses for the day and at the end of the trail, is a Mexican joint.  If that isn’t the perfect day, what is? Man’s a genius, I tell you.

We spoke at some length about life, music, touring, spirit animals, head injuries, human interactions, shrink-to-fit Levis, and the particulars of tea.

He’ll be back soon for a house show [HOUSE SHOW!] at ma maison soon.  Come listen for yourself, and stay for a chat and some tea afterwards.

And after that…

Download him HERE!

Hippy Barfday, Sofia Coppola

Hippy Barfday, Sofia Coppola.  You’re officially over the hill, but your films sure aren’t .

And those Miss Dior “Cherie” commercials – Hot Cha Cha, Mama!

Let’s take a brief look…

Lick the Star

Her first film, black and white, irresistibly bad acting.  Any young filmmaker that can combine teenage girls in black lipstick, sinister plots involving arsenic, and a soundtrack featuring Kim Gordon is way okay. Check the blatant references to Flowers in the Attic, a book/movie that Miss Coppola draws influence from in almost all of her screen work.

The Virgin Suicides

I watched this movie when I was much too young, and I blame it for most of my teenage angst.  That’s how dreamy this movie is, that it made me wish for stricter curfews, a suicidal younger sister, and Bible homeschooling, just so I could rebel in a mischievous and seductive way.  Watch their eyes, they know what they’re doing to those poor neighbor boys, the young sirens.

Lost in Translation

I’m skipping this one. It hardly needs another review.

Marie Antoinette

Fabulous.  No other words.  Weak plot, simple characters, but DAMN luxurious. It makes you think you can pull off 18th century fashion everyday, and after this movie, I’d give up all modern appliances AND wear a corset for Marie’s castle.  Andddd there’s a shoe and pastry montage to Siouxsie & the Banshees – reason numero uno why all girls should love Miss Coppola.

Somewhere

I haven’t seen this one yet, but I DO plan to.  I simply can’t sit in a movie theatre, because I have a horrid case of the wiggles.  So when that movie hits redbox, I’ll be there, waiting.

Besides her illustrious career as a screen writer, director, and film maker, she also created a Japanese clothing line,

Milk Fed

with Kim Gordon of Sonic Youth.  It puts scrawny

Schmerican Apparel to shame.

Marie Antoinette Fanatic? Click Me!

Hippy Barfday, Martha Graham!

Martha Graham: Modern Dancer, Choreographer, Founder of Contemporary Dance (and a Midwesterner!!)

[Google Says Hippy Barfday, too!]

Let’s see what the Martha Graham Center of Contemporary Dance has to say about Google.

[from back to front]

The Doodle begins with the shrouded figure from Lamentation, Graham’s signature solo from 1930. Then radical, and now iconic, the solo contains the seeds of Graham’s revolution – from the gutsy, torso-driven movement to the stark, unadorned emotion and her desire to “chart a graph of the heart” with her dances. The innovative costume, a tube of stretchy wool, accentuates the torque and pull of the movement, becoming the sculptural evocation of grief itself.

The dancer then sweeps upright with an insouciant flip of the hair and becomes the essence of Satyric Festival Song from 1932. In this solo, Graham mocked her own serious reputation (gained through works such as Lamentation) and took inspiration from the clown figures used in Native American ritual. This figure represents the many masterpieces Graham created that grew out of her love of the unique space, rhythms, and culture of the American southwest.

With a spin onto the knees and a reach forward, the dancer brings us the joy and reverence for the earth from the Bride in Appalachian Spring. One of Graham’s most beloved works, the ballet was created in 1944. Graham and her collaborators, the composer Aaron Copland and the sculptor Isamu Noguchi, considered the work to be their contribution to the war effort. The Bride figure evokes Graham’s deep American roots, her remarkable relationship with American art and music, and her genius at creating works that spoke of real human concerns.

The Bride is followed by a ferocious jump, the dancer’s torso flung forward, hovering in a famous Graham “contraction”. This is one of the “Daughters of the Night,” from the chorus of Night Journey, premiered in 1947. She calls up the masterworks Graham created by twisting classic tales from Greek drama into searing contemporary narratives. Night Journey is also the ultimate example of Graham’s revolutionary manipulation of time on stage. In it, the story of Oedipus unfolds through flashback and memory in the mind of his mother and wife, Jocasta.

The high kick with a sweep of the skirt and the determined finish – feet planted firmly, head erect and focused – complete the Doodle with the young woman fromFrontier, another seminal solo from 1935. Frontier reminds us of Graham’s reverence for individualism and self-empowerment and of her unquenchable “appetite for the new”. She created 181 dances in the course of her life, constantly forging new frontiers in American art until her death at age 96 in 1991. The dance company she launched in 1926 continues to delight audiences around the world with performances of the great Graham masterworks.

Strange Dreams

Last night, I had a dream.

A dream about this man: Duncan Jones.

You might think it because of my fascination with David Bowie and all who sparkle,

but really, I had never seen a picture of him nor even knew his name. YET HE WAS IN MY DREAM.

I also had a fever of 104′ and was slightly delirious from various medications, but this still does not take away from the fact that Duncan Jones was in my dream.  I immediately knew he was David Bowie’s son, his name, and that he was an English filmmaker.

Conclusion:

I am having prophetic dreams.

About David Bowie’s son.

I might be an Indian Shaman of Glam Rock.

Adele Bertei: Composer & Contortionist

First in the Punkettes series (because alphabetization is easily organized), is

Adele Bertei

“Nothing is True, Everything is Permitted.”

She escaped to New York from Cleveland, OH (a Midwesterner!!)  in 1977, probably the best time ever to be in New York.

Joining James Chance & the Contortions, she wailed on the organ like a madwoman, thus founding  New York No Wave, a group of musical deconstructionalists including DNA and Teenage Jesus and the Jerks.

She worked as Brian Eno’s assistant (jealous!) and through her oh so lucrative connections, The Contortions recorded their “No New York.”

Adele Bertei & James Chance

A songwriter for many artists, including Lydia Lunch, she became a center of New York counter-culture.

She also acted in an underground film: Born in Flames by Lizzie Borden.  After leaving New York with

her brand new all-girl punk band,  Bloods, she toured across Europe and the UK before finally settling in LA.

[BLOODS]

CREEPIN’ at First Friday

Hey Indy!

While you were milling about the streets on First Friday, I hope you felt that cool breeze sweeping about, compliments of none other than members of The Golden Gurlz, a collaboration of printmakers Anna Skidmore, Alyssa Arney, Lynn Crum, Katie Lampert and Naomi Szczesiul.

“CREEP SHOW”, which took place in Urban Element was a senior thesis exhibition of Lynn Crum, Alyssa Arney, and Anna Skidmore.

Cats with mustaches.

                                                                           ……What more do you need?

How about the sexy Betty Page, ALL OVER THE PLACE.

These girls are bringing a poppy and colorful edge to our local

A Print Collaborative of Alyssa Arney and Lynn Crum

art scene, and how!

Check out these sassy ladies on facebook, and become a fan!

-boosta!

Punkettes: Predators, Poets, and Pandemonium

Even if punk isn’t your “thang,” you still know of the Boy Kings of the Seventies Punk scene – Johnny Rotten, Sid Vicious, Tommy Ramone, etc…

…but what about the ladies?

 They were just as angry, as rabid, as noisy, and maybe a bit more fascinating.  What happens when you mix an androgynous sex appeal, unmatched young fury, a talent for destructive aesthetics, and a penchant for mayhem?

Punkettes

The Definitive List

[Over the next few weeks, each of these lovely, venomous felines will have their stories, images, and anecdotes recorded here]

(!!plus some interviews!!)

{stay tuned}

Adele Bertei

Alice Bag

Caroline Coon

Cherie Currie

Cherry Vanilla

China Burg

Chrissie Hynde

Crystal & Sarah

Debbie Harry

Debbie Juvenile

Debbie Wilson

Elle – Stinky Toys

Exene Cervenka

Faye Fife – the Rezillos

Gaye Advert – the Adverts

Gem Weston – the Killjoys

Girlschool

Helen of Troy

Ikue Mori

Ivy Rorschach

Jan Parker – Security Risk

Jane Suck

Jayne Casey – Big in Japan

Joan Jett

Jordan

Julie Burchill

Kleenex/Lilliput

Lene Lovich

Linda Ashby

Lora Logic

Lydia Lunch

Marion Fudger – the Art Attacks

Marion Valentino – the Doll/ Beggars Banquet

Nancy Arlen

Nancy Spungen

Nicole Panter

Pat Place

Patti Smith

Pauline – Bodies

Pauline Murray – Penetration

Penelope Houston – the Avengers

Penelope Spheeris

Poly Styrene – X Ray Specs

Shanne Skratch

Sharon Hayman

Simone Stenfors

Siouxsie Sioux

Soo Catwoman

Sophie Richmond

Susan Czezowski

Susan Springfield – Erasers

The Innocents

The Molestors

The Sick Things – Charlie

The Slits

Tina Weymouth

Tracie O’Keefe

Vermilion

Vivienne Westwood

{The Slits}