musings on music & motherhood
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 →
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 →
The other day I saw a double-decker-bus-sized ad celebrating the 20th anniversary of the Baby G watch and I thought: the '90s are truly back. Pop culture has been flirting with a '90s revival since last year, celebrating all things flannel and scrunchie, grunge and hip-hop. So in the middle of renewed interest in Nine... Continue Reading →
"California, California, you’re such a wonder that I think I’ll stay in bed…" I’ve come to believe I’m inspired by my imagined Los Angeles, not the real thing. My memories are stronger and more stimulating than sitting in block after block of stoplights on Santa Monica Boulevard. As the relentless sun browns my forearms, I... Continue Reading →
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