Monday, May 5, 2008

"... 7-11 nightmares at 3am..."

ok so it's not quite 3am...
but I do so love Meg Lee Chin

again I wonder... what happened to the kick-ass chicks???
I'll tell you what happened... Meredith Brooks is what happened... and others like her. I mean...once the record labels were trying to force that shit down our throats, well the kickass chick became a joke and an over-done character. Then, all the real kickass chicks that I loved so much went away because the record labels no longer thought them viable.
I'm sure there are some out there somewhere...

Today was one of those days when I wonder, "How am I going to make it through this?"

That is to say... how am I supposed to get through my little exile in a sane state? Largely due to living at the 'rents house as well as being many miles from Da5id. I've done that before (lived miles away from Da5id, that is) so I think that's not so bad... but he does keep me sane. My mother, on the other hand... is driving me nuts.

Lastly, I wonder... how does a band disappear off the face of the earth??? My friend, Duckie, once had a CD that I borrowed for the longest time by a band called Here. I believe it was on Invisible Records. I've looked high and low for it and I cannot find ANY mention of it. Even when I go to the Lydia Lunch page... nothing... and I know she did something on it. I also believe one of the guys ( the guy??) from Forma Tadre was part of it. Nothing. I got ...nothing!


please give me the patience to survive this ordeal...mainly, to not let my mother drive me crazy


Bringing Up Ben said...

Hang in there! You can do it!

Unknown said...

Sometimes I think the hardest part is knowing that you're at your parents... i mean... miles apart is tolerable... i like to pretend we're on vacation... but living at the big house is like eating cardboard dollar pizzas... it's almost never a good idea no matter what mood you're in

Ceci Virtue said...

i'm trying! i'm trying! to hang in there, liz.

as to da5id, yes, I prefer to think that this is all just the shortest of stays. Unfortunately, I can't leave. Maybe I'm under house arrest and I don't know it? hehehehe

or this is limbo! maybe I died on my way back from Europe and I don't know it yet. You know... like beetlejuice.

i can't see the future... and I'm trying to be patient... it's tough, especially when my mom keeps going at it. It's like... like I'm being tested to see when I break.