musings on music & motherhood
I don’t know what’s lasted longer: my time away from family and the US or the months (years?) since I’ve seen live music. I’m sure many of you music fans reading this are in the exact same boat. What a wearying time we’ve all had. You feel the disconnect almost daily, but you feel the... Continue Reading →
Train of thought. Listening to playlists built around travel themes - Texas, California, a Southern road trip – I realize I’ve never done an Australian music playlist. So many good bands I recall, popular, infamous and obscure. INXS, Paul Kelly, Divinyls, Eurogliders, Hoodoo Gurus, Models, The Church… Now what was the name of the band... Continue Reading →
“Oh, people are screaming, people are screaming My baby, she’s dreaming Oh, people are shouting, people are freaking I'm staring at the ceiling, waiting for the feeling" Songwriter: Ryan Adams https://open.spotify.com/track/2rqNcugUbd4YubfxO5AI0r If we don't laugh, we'll cry. If we don't hug, we'll rage. If we don't speak up, we will fall apart. There's no need... Continue Reading →
Tom Selleck acts with his mouth. It’s a subtle but effective talent. Most actors focus on how and what their eyes convey to the audience. Whether their characters are listening, reacting, retreating or attacking, they project it all through their eyes. But with Selleck, both his emotions and his authority as NYC Police Commissioner Frank... Continue Reading →
"Sophistafunk, aristocats Distinguished dogs, clean up your acts Pull up your pants, ladies and gents Please, act like you got some sense"* Don’t stop here if you’re looking for feel-good inspiration. Only one uplifting anthem to be heard today**. I’m not posting about being stronger and braver. Being confident, happy, outstanding fighters with full hearts... Continue Reading →
https://youtu.be/2eBZqmL8ehg It's morning somewhere. On the '90s nostalgia train this week: trip hop & Ally McBeal, sundresses & biker boots. Sneaker Pimps' 6 Underground launched me in to a Bond-esque orbit. It was really just the 405. Driving, driving, driving. Sunroof, Slurpee, Sunset. Imperial Highway, I-10, PCH, Santa Monica Bou-le-vard. K.C.R.W. The bubble of film... Continue Reading →
Eisenhower, MacArthur... Dad. Here's my latest short film, starring friends, family and one of our cats! Hope you enjoy it! https://vimeo.com/177810186/9abc293818
For my yearly wrap up of 2013, I wrote, “All hail the return of the king – David Bowie – and the art of the music video.” And I included a link to his surreal collaboration with Tilda Swinton for ‘The Stars (Are Out Tonight)’. Two years later and RIP, we’re talking and posting about... Continue Reading →
The lights dimmed in the chapel before the musicians stepped on to the altar. No central heat in chilly La Sainte-Chapelle, but we were warm enough in our coats and scarves, sitting close together on red-cushioned chairs. The ornate ceiling soared high above us, and stained-glass windows glowed like dreams, even in the darkness. How... Continue Reading →
It’s been a few days but I’m still buzzed from my Clockenflap experience. Kil Sun Moon, Rachael Yamagata, The Skatalites, Clean Bandit, Earth, Wind & Fire Experience, Swervedriver, cold beer, good food, best friends, EO and YO having a blast. And I haven’t even mentioned Sunday night! Oh Lord. But before I get to that... Continue Reading →
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