musings on music & motherhood
Welcome back, dear reader, it’s been a tough couple of weeks. And months. It’s been awhile. Thanks for reading and... A big Happy August Birthday to Christine - friend, roomie, concert buddy, LYLAS *** It’s a good time to mix cocktails. To read. To run. It’s a good time to lie down on the living room... 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 →
"And meanwhile the man was falling from space And everyday I wore your face Like an atmosphere around me A satellite inside me" How is this song NOT about David Bowie? I wonder every time I listen to it - "How Big, How Blue, How Beautiful" - the title track from Florence + The Machine's... Continue Reading →
This week, in a beautiful generational symmetry, EO and I went to Madonna’s Rebel Heart concert here in Hong Kong. My one and only Madonna show prior to this was a floor seat at Austin’s Frank Erwin Center on the Like a Virgin tour, May 1985, a few weeks before I graduated from high school.... Continue Reading →
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 →
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 →
Randy from Baton Rouge Randy from Baton Rouge who was a great dancer not so great kisser took me to the Propaganda concert Fall semester which I thought was a date but asked me after to reimburse him for the ticket not that I would have minded if the evening had been prefaced by this... Continue Reading →
I have this idea - and feel free to steal it and run with it - for a column called Story and Song. Maybe it's already been done, probably so, I don't know. But it's where writers combine a book with a record and discuss / explain / celebrate the connection between the two. Just... Continue Reading →
Dear readers, I'm looking for a little advice here and I'd appreciate your help. As you know, therockmom blog has been trucking along for five years now. I started it as a way to establish a writing routine for myself and share my passion for music. Since then, it's morphed in to a half music... Continue Reading →
After five years of posts - music-related, parenting-related, Hong Kong-related, comedic, serious, somewhere in between - my most-read post remains this one. It didn't require any research or interviews, no field work, no iTunes purchases. Just over 500 words about how I spent an afternoon at my girls' school. In terms of page views, it's... Continue Reading →
