October 2010
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September 2010
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Yeah, I’m going to try on the Levi’s this weekend. Wish me luck!
Another brand is J Brand. Apparently they have really great stretch in them, but they are expensive ($150 - $250).
Let me know how it goes for you.
The Pixies - Where Is My Mind?
I actually have to listen to this song at least once a day…preferably in the morning
The Korine-Proenza Schouler film invents in order to fetishize a subculture that is far removed from the elite white world that Proenza Schouler (the label and the designers) inhabit. Yet, the production of this racial spectacle enables Korine, Proenza Schouler, and their supporters to culturally tour without actually engaging with the racially classed experiences of these young black women. Their bodies, unlike the bodies of white models, do not represent a cultural standard of beauty but serve instead as screens onto which romantic and racist ideas about working class black women (“greatest living delinquents”) are projected and appropriated to symbolize and sell a brand. The lives of these characters matter less than the fetish they activate.
Pham reads minds.
Indeed. Co-sign.
Ladytron
“Destroy Everything You Touch”
From Witching Hour
“When I die, I want people to play my music, go wild and freak out and do anything they want to do.”
In honour of the 40th anniversary of Jimi Hendrix’s passing, I’m going to fulfill his wish by presenting my top 5 Hendrix songs in no particular order:
1. “Foxy Lady”
This is my go-to karaoke song. I totally kill it…seriously.
Every time I hear this song it reminds me of that scene in Wayne’s World where Garth plays it to give him enough courage to talk to the waitress he always drools over. If I was a stripper, this would also be my #1 song.
This song has a sentimental meaning to me. It reminds me of my mom who passed away four years ago. Here are the lyrics:
Well she’s walking through the clouds
With a circus mind that’s running round
Butterflies and zebras
And moonbeams and fairy tales
That’s all she ever thinks about
Riding with the wind.
When I’m sad, she comes to me
With a thousand smiles, she gives to me free
It’s alright she says it’s alright
Take anything you want from me,
Anything.
Fly on little wing,
Yeah yeah, yeah, little wing
3. “Crosstown Traffic”
I love the picture this song paints. It’s a testament the great storytelling in Hendrix’s songs. It’s also my analogy for relationships; If “I can see a traffic jam straight up ahead”, I will never get in the car with you or even let you into mine for a quick ride around the corner. Ya dig?
On another note, this would be my #2 stripper song choice.
4. “Dolly Dagger”
I like this song because it is about a feisty female, specifically one of my style icons, Hendrix’s ex-girlfriend/ groupie Devon Wilson. The line, “she drinks her blood from a jagged edge”, is apparently when she licked her ex-boyfriend Mick Jagger’s bloody finger after he cut it on a dagger. This makes me <3 Jimi Hendrix even more.
AMAZING lyrics. AMAZING guitar solo.
Take it in:
Anger he smiles tow’ring shiny metallic purple armour.
Queen jealousy, envy waits behind him.
Her fiery green gown sneers at the grassy ground.
Blue are the life giving waters taking for granted,
They quietly understand.
Once happy turquoise armies lay opposite ready,
But wonder why the fight is on.
But they’re all, bold as love.
Yeah, they’re all bold as love.
Yeah, they’re all bold as love.
Just ask the Axis.
My red is so confident he flashes trophies of war
And ribbons of euphoria.
Orange is young, full of daring but very unsteady for the first go ‘round.
My yellow in this case is no so mellow.
In fact I’m trying to say it’s frightened like me.
And all of these emotions of mine keep holding me
From giving my life to a rainbow like you.
But I’m a yeah, I’m bold as love,
Yeah yeah.
Well, I’m bold, bold as love.
Hear me talkin’, girl.
I’m bold as love.
Just ask the Axis.
He knows everything. Yeah, yeah
RIP Mr. Hendrix.
