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( Jun. 6th, 2009 03:27 am)
Finding this acoustic version of "Into the Hollow" by Queens of the Stone Age has made my frakkin' day. Josh Homme is a guitar-wielding god and the harmonies he creates are heavenly bodies. Also, I love his explanation about his creative process.

I've always been chasing the sounds that are in my head...if I didn't leak them out, my head would explode. Song writing's like waiting by the phone, waiting for it to ring...I just let songs finish themselves--I don't pressure 'em. When they're done, they call me. Sometimes you don't take them the whole journey. You pick 'em up, take 'em halfway but you get the call back later and eventually drop them off where they're supposed to be.

Yes. Sometimes, writing feels like waiting by the phone, waiting to hear that familiar voice on the other end. As Homme sings "Into the Hollow": ...but I can't wait forever.

So I'm off to write, hoping that I'll dial the right number.

So I'm awake but I should be sleeping. There are a few things that have me way too excited to sleep:

#1. I found out that Tori Amos will be at the Greek Theatre on Friday, July 17. August 1, 2003 was the last time I saw Tori perform at the Greek Theatre. (If you live in SoCal but you haven't been to the Greek--you're missing out on one of L.A.'s greatest pleasures.) Music + summer nights + stars = Bliss.

#2. I also found out that I'll get to meet my friend Gord Sellar this summer!!!! I'm insanely excited about this! Given that he's a sci-fi writer up for the John W. Campbell Award for Best New Writer, I'll be rolling out the red carpet treatment for my buddy. That means that I've got to take him to see the Avenue of the Stars in Hollywood (because he's a star) and we'll likely dine at uWink (because it's the food of geeks...I mean gods). C'mon, admit it--you miss Atari computers!

#3. I had a late-night conversation with a grad school classmate from Mills College. We talked about writing scenes, plots (and holes), trilogies and inadequacies.

It's this last topic that has me awake late at night writing this post when I should be sleeping. All writers, at some point, feel inadequate. Yet I'm always amused by this quote from William Faulkner:

Let the writer take up surgery or bricklaying if he is interested in technique. There is no mechanical way to get the writing done, no shortcut. The young writer would be a fool to follow a theory. Teach yourself by your own mistakes; people learn only by error. The good artist believes that nobody is good enough to give him advice. He has supreme vanity. No matter how much he admires the old writer, he wants to beat him.

As artists, we feel this sense of competition and yet what we truly contend with is ourselves. Each writer knows that she is not writing to her greatest potential. There's a sense of dissatisfaction about everything she writes and I think that this discontent is helpful because:

#1. Only a fool believes she's clever. Now I can't take credit for this one. I've been on an acid ear-trip lately with music by Queens of the Stone Age (I wanna have Josh's babies--please!!!). In other words, you should feel inadequate because there's always someone smarter than you and this person will make you feel like a moron. Rightfully so. This humbles you.

#2. Sometimes we aren't ready to tell the story. A writer wants each novel or short story to be perfect and sometimes your imaginings are intellectually out of reach. This means you need to write a bunch of crappy stories before you're ready to tackle your genius.

#3. Yes, you're a genius. So many people TALK about being a writer but very few are ready to transition that adjective into a verb. If you write, you've answered the higher call. You've acknowledged that you are an imperfect being who desires to transmit the language of the unknown as perfectly as you can, as clearly as you can, as forcefully as you can.

This void that every writer seeks to fill is called The Hollow. If you're feeling inadequate, it's because that emptiness you seek to fill is yours and yours alone to complete. No one can tell your story but YOU. Creation is your skill and it is a talent that only you can fill. You are the key master, the gatekeeper, the god of your own design.

You are a genius and those doubts floating through your mind are simply apparitions in the wind. Stay rooted. Everything else will disappear and you will fill that silence, fill that void with your imaginings only like you can.

Because you are an artist, a genius.
A high school friend posted this concert clip on her page. I love me some Erykah Badu, lawd ha'mercy! Next to Tori, she is my second favorite vocalist. Saw her in a New Years concert ('07) and she did NOT disappoint.

Thought I'd pass the clip along for some afternoon inspiration.

Phat beats.
Cosmic chords.
Heavenly flute and vocals.

Feel the soul, ya'll!

scififanatic: (Tori's Eyes)
( Jan. 5th, 2009 03:19 pm)
My muse likes vanilla scented candles, writing long hand on legal pads.

And of course...Tori Amos.

Her favorite song of the moment? "Flying Ducthman"

Hey kid, I've got a ride for you.
They say, your brain is a comic book tatoo
And you'll never be anything.

"What will you do with your life?" Oh,
That's all you hear from noon 'til night.

Take a trip on rocketship, baby
Where the sea is the sky...

Flying Ducthman, are you out there?
Flying Ducthman, are you out there?
Flying Dutchman...

They can't see what you're born to be.
They can't see me.
They can't be what they can't believe.
They can't see what you see.

They can't see...
They can't see...

Are you still out there?
scififanatic: (Heart)
( Jul. 7th, 2008 08:28 pm)
His voice is drizzled melted chocolate and cocoa powdered goodness. I want to have his babies. And I'm going to see him at The Roxy in Hollywood on August 14. And Ticketmaster gave me two free iTunes downloads of my choice for buying the tixs. I am in BLISS--that place that surrounds you like a shield from head to toe and blocks out UV rays and other bad things for the body and soul!!!

I have so much respect for his craft and the fact that he has gone independent. I think this latest release is his BEST so take that Virgin Records!!! My man doesn't need you to do his thang!

Yes, I am a groupie. No, let me correct that--HIS groupie.

Dwele, would you please be mine? If you really don't mind, won't you please be mine?
scififanatic: (Afro puff)
( Jul. 7th, 2008 03:33 pm)
I forgot
To rock
The five dolla mic.

I missed freestyle Sunday
But it’s all good
Because it’s Monday.

And I’ve still got the skills
To pay the bills
So hand me the book.

I write the checks
And cash the songs
That keep ya dancin’ all night long.

Yeah, I know that shit was backwards
But I’ll flip ya mind like
The head on a dime.

Rock steady, ya’ll,
I still got the skills
To rock a five dolla mic!

So give me three minutes
To get this thang right.
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( Jul. 1st, 2008 07:42 pm)
If you ain't up on J*DaVeY, allow me to ring the alarm. This duo is HOT. Their style is defiant and yet hard to define; their music is otherworldly and yet so earthly at the same time. They're from the West Coast so naturally, I'm gonna represent!

Their double CD "Beauty in Distortion/The Land of the Lost" hit stores and online retailers today! My ears couldn't wait for a taste. Jack's voice (yes, her name is Jack) and Brook's (yes, his name is Brook) tracks are like sugar-shugah-sweet.

I've been skippin' all over it but for now, a few standouts include Finer Things ("Bossin' Up"), Everybody Touch It, Private Parts, Just Because, and Venus 2 Mars--aw hell, there are too many to highlight. Believe it or not--the whole double CD is the bomb.

If you're looking for good music, elevatin' music, teletransportatin' your soul kinda music, flyin' to the moon on a musical tune kinda music then look. no. more. J*DaVeY is here!
scififanatic: (Default)
( Jun. 29th, 2008 07:44 pm)
I'm on it
I'm on it
I'm so on it that I own it
They gave me the pink slip
And I snatched the keys
To the spaceship
Grabbed a caravan of loved ones
And jetted to the moon
With a heart in full bloom
Cuz I love what I do
Cuz when I do it
I get through it
To the heart of the matter
And I'll say
Whatevah's on my mind
In time
You'll see
That I won't stop
Until I'm the best writer I can be
And when you see me on the street
You'll think
She's so sweet
You'll wanna roll with a sistah
When I bust out that bestsellah
Yeah, like I said--
I'll say whatevah's
On my mind

But let me keep it movin' like U-Haul
And pass it to ya'll!
Madonna's music is freaking AWESOME to exercise to and you really can't go wrong with any of her albums, old or new!


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