Jun 6, 2012
May 20, 2012
Funk Me!
P-Funk vs. SF Muni de-construction project
Final Score 1-1
Crazy-massive 'round the clock construction last weekend here on the N-line. Good thing Mr. Man got the amp together so we could blast out our iPods on the big, old, awesomely-sounding speakers!
Did you ever have "Stereo Wars" with your neighbors? This is a whole new level.
"The treble was level, I like it like that".
And remember children, Funk is it's own reward!
Video is raw like my heart.
This really doesn't capture how incredibly loud, jolting and traumatizing this event was. It went on all weekend. But it was fun. It lit up the room with the silhouettes of trees playing out a B/W psychedelic, filagree shadow show on the ceiling. When it was time to go to bed we decided to watch "X-Men First Class", in hopes that some of the noise might masquerade as sound effects. Unfortunately, or fortunately, there weren't any industrial jack hammer scenes in there, but it worked out ok.
I really, really like that movie. I just don't understand why Magneto becomes Irish. I thought he was going to break into "Sunday, Bloody Sunday" in the end. He's still my favourite and I, for one, would have joined his side, embraced my freakishness and waved my flag high as I brought revenge down upon all who had chided, derided or otherwise insulted my mutanthood.
Final Score 1-1
Crazy-massive 'round the clock construction last weekend here on the N-line. Good thing Mr. Man got the amp together so we could blast out our iPods on the big, old, awesomely-sounding speakers!
Did you ever have "Stereo Wars" with your neighbors? This is a whole new level.
"The treble was level, I like it like that".
And remember children, Funk is it's own reward!
Video is raw like my heart.
This really doesn't capture how incredibly loud, jolting and traumatizing this event was. It went on all weekend. But it was fun. It lit up the room with the silhouettes of trees playing out a B/W psychedelic, filagree shadow show on the ceiling. When it was time to go to bed we decided to watch "X-Men First Class", in hopes that some of the noise might masquerade as sound effects. Unfortunately, or fortunately, there weren't any industrial jack hammer scenes in there, but it worked out ok.
I really, really like that movie. I just don't understand why Magneto becomes Irish. I thought he was going to break into "Sunday, Bloody Sunday" in the end. He's still my favourite and I, for one, would have joined his side, embraced my freakishness and waved my flag high as I brought revenge down upon all who had chided, derided or otherwise insulted my mutanthood.
May 1, 2012
My First YouTube Video, Oddly Enough
I wanted to capture it's little face coming out of the tunnel.
Random musical choice, but it totally fits. Can't wait to really start filming and editing. Whenever that may occur in my life!?
Mar 11, 2012
Are 'Clones' Electric?
Since Christmas I've had the pleasure of working retail downtown SF, Macy's Union Square. I never thought I'd be an old lady working retail, but here I am. At least I'm a "really cute old lady" as said by self-proclaimed '"avery attractive black man", and very 21 years old, Noah. haha, he was cute.
It's actually been totally entertaining slingling jewelry and I've been loving my THX 1138 BART commute everyday to SF city. I'm on a Misty Mountain top hop in the Oakland hillls. I love the BART- it's like a ride (a cross between the Monorail and the "It's A Small World" ride that we got stuck in forever with the Lawrence's when we visited Disneyland '72) and part of my commute is shuffling my songs on my iPod and letting it Divine the Message and Majic of the day ahead of me. I depend upon this. It is my religion. Early today this song hit my shuffle as I cruised underground and ocean to my SF destination. I'm smiling and I'm remembering listening to this on the radio while "lying on the dock", sunning at Big Wolf Lake. It's a scientific fact: after listening to most of Alice Cooper's 4 disc boxset- there are few Coooer songs that I don't like, but this morning I really appreciated his foray into new wave, very Gary Numan. And then I look this up tonight.
Haha, it's ok, Gary copped it from Kraftwerk anyway, so, like the Blues, we all riff off each other and that's what makes the world go 'round.
Recently, I've heard it said that there are no 'new' ideas, it's all been done, thus no 'new' music, but I believe that this petri dish of influence swirling in the cosmos of creativity could still birth a new star, or genre or medium.
Oh,
and P.S.
Don't let Steve Jobs hear you say that there are no new ideas or your 415 card will be revoked!
Jeesus! It just keeps getting better! This one is even more apt for my commute to work at Unioin Square, SF.
"I just wanna be myself, I just wanna be myself!"~ Naw, I'm happy to be another Robert Palmer girl.
Oh, and here's a tutorial on how:
And I must, leave you with this:
It's actually been totally entertaining slingling jewelry and I've been loving my THX 1138 BART commute everyday to SF city. I'm on a Misty Mountain top hop in the Oakland hillls. I love the BART- it's like a ride (a cross between the Monorail and the "It's A Small World" ride that we got stuck in forever with the Lawrence's when we visited Disneyland '72) and part of my commute is shuffling my songs on my iPod and letting it Divine the Message and Majic of the day ahead of me. I depend upon this. It is my religion. Early today this song hit my shuffle as I cruised underground and ocean to my SF destination. I'm smiling and I'm remembering listening to this on the radio while "lying on the dock", sunning at Big Wolf Lake. It's a scientific fact: after listening to most of Alice Cooper's 4 disc boxset- there are few Coooer songs that I don't like, but this morning I really appreciated his foray into new wave, very Gary Numan. And then I look this up tonight.
Haha, it's ok, Gary copped it from Kraftwerk anyway, so, like the Blues, we all riff off each other and that's what makes the world go 'round.
Recently, I've heard it said that there are no 'new' ideas, it's all been done, thus no 'new' music, but I believe that this petri dish of influence swirling in the cosmos of creativity could still birth a new star, or genre or medium.
Oh,
and P.S.
Don't let Steve Jobs hear you say that there are no new ideas or your 415 card will be revoked!
P.P.S I think I like this one better; his Detroit roots are showing.
Riding the BART during commuter hours, the irony is not lost on me:
WE'RE ALL CLONES
Jeesus! It just keeps getting better! This one is even more apt for my commute to work at Unioin Square, SF.
"I just wanna be myself, I just wanna be myself!"~ Naw, I'm happy to be another Robert Palmer girl.
Oh, and here's a tutorial on how:
And I must, leave you with this:
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