when the bullet hits the bone
1. favorite videos from childhood, part one
‘cause loving videos means never having to say you’re sorry, I would like to present this favorite. weirdly enough, I wasn’t familiar with golden earring’s radar love until recently but I can tell you this video was IT for me when I was a child. there’s dancing! guns! catchy singalong chorus! leg revealing lady outfits! (look, I was a pervy kid) in short, everything a young d could hope for. enjoy! & don’t be a hatah. ‘cause if you are, be warned, there’s worse to come…
twilight zone/golden earring
2. choosing songs to play at beg yr pardon #3 this thursday, 6.29
yes, there’s a lot going that night. stolen transmission looks funtastic*. earfarm presents will land like that awesome p-funk spaceship at sin-e & rock your growing ears with the likes of the secret life of sofia & the isles. & then there’s us, the beg yr pardon quartet taking over club midway with some old favorites, some new favorites, more tinalicious brownies & something that could potentially burst into flames right in yo’ face.
I am, of course, referring to my dj-ing debut (still no dj name) in the latter part of that evening which will be a tag team debut no less since the formidable dj business will be there to volley. GULP! think of it this way, if this tag team dj-ing were a copa mundial match, it would be something like trinidad vs brazil & I’m trinidad. & they didn't even play each other! (& yes, I am a total world cup fanatic. I am latin american, I was programmed at birth to become a sweet & tender futbol hooligan every four years.)
anywho, I already told travis that I am aiming for the people pleasing old familiars. with that in mind, if you’d like to request anything that you might wanna hear once you’ve had a few & are feelin’ sassy, NOW is the time to do it ‘cause that night, I will probably be drunk & nervous & will have completely forgotten the english language. send your requests to the comments field. I promise to try my best to squeeze said selections into the mix.
3. repeating myself, because I can. repeat myself. repeat myself. see?
j got me one of those song a day desk calendars & today’s song is robert wyatt’s cover of chic’s at last I am free**. back when I used to have time to write long examinations of why I liked stuff, ah those were heady days, I wrote this. read it if you never got to the first time, there’s sentences!
video to seek: twilight zone/golden earring
artist to seek (redux): robert wyatt
*I think ultragrrrl is aces. because anyone who seems to have such a glamorous, action packed tastemakin’ life but somehow manages to wax rhapsodic about getting drawn into john vanderslice videos at 3am & is also goofy enough to post photos of their cat on the toilet (scroll down) is my kind of person.
**I also wrote about a gorgeous cover of this cover (is that meta?) here. I love myself, word.