Hoping you have found peace

Michael Jackson 1958-2009 

MJ

Because of what happened today, the world of music as we knew it will never be the same again. And tonight, there is truly blood on the dance floor.

For some of us, it is too soon to hear his songs. For others, it is even too soon for words. It is too soon to talk about Michael Jackson in past tense, too soon to want to pay tribute, or make him a postmortem hero.

Tonight,  I want to fall asleep and pretend it is still the ’90s and I am playing the King’s records to practice choreographies, dream of lovers, and let my soul explode with joy at the thought of making the world…a better place. I want to pretend, one last time, that he is still here allowing us to live vicariously through the intense vibrations he sends on stage. 

Tonight I dream of a black puma. Red jacket. Hats and sequence. Gloves and military outfits. Thrillers. Black or White equality. Brothers and Lovers. Earth. The moonwalk. 

I am not ready to miss him quite yet…

Motto: “I’m starting with the man in the mirror. I’m Asking Him To Change His Ways. And No Message Could’ve Been Any Clearer: If You Wanna Make The World A Better Place, Take A Look At Yourself And Then Make That…Change!”

Who wants to be a Slumdog?

Jamal: I just need Maman to like my singing, and we’re in the money, big money, Latika.

Latika: And then what? Can we stop begging? 
Jamal: Begging? Are you kidding? We’ll live in a big house on Harbour Road. You, me and Salim, the three musketeers. 
Latika: Harbour Road? Really? 
Jamal: Yes, in the moonlight. You and me. You’ll dance with me won’t you?  [dances
Latika: [laughs] I hope you sing better than you dance. 

Slumdog Jamal

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How do you explain to the modern rats about bathing in piles of crap, literally? Sure, all rats crap, but not all know about taking a dump, if you know what I mean. 

There’s just something really powerful between really, truly being able to take in success….and the act of defecating like a king in his castle. Some people chase success all their lives but don’t know what success is all about even when they have it. Others simply live like they are kings of …their own pile of crap, in every minute of their lives, and that is enough. 

My mom always used to say, I can tell how well-off people are by the type of toilette paper they use in their bathroom. I’ve been in the homes of many people who consider themselves big shots …only to find myself reaching for napkins in my purse while using their bathroom – that’s how bad their toilette paper was. At my house, we didn’t always have a lot of money, or any money for that matter, but one thing I can tell you we always had was the most luxurious toilette paper. It’s a statement, you know, as to how much you respect yourself regardless of what goes on in your life. 

Just like you don’t need to be rich in order to use expensive toilette paper, you don’t need to be successful in order to LIVE successfully.

Buy why are you still here reading my crap (pun intended :)) about shit and success instead of going to SEE Slumdog Millionaire? Please excuse my poor analogies, but do see Slumdog Millionaire because it’s the greatest movie of all times!

Motto:

slumdog millionaire

I fly like paper, get high like planes
If you catch me at the border I got visas in my name
If you come around here, I make them all day
I get one down in a second if you wait

Sometimes I feel sitting on trains
Every stop I get to I’m clocking that game
Everyone’s a winner now we’re making our fame
Bona fide hustler, making my name

Hey, Eugene!

“One thing I can tell you is, you’ve got to be free.” 

Eugene County Fair!!

…because Eugene gave another meaning to freedom – it’s not just about feeling free, it’s about feeling loved for who you are when you are free

…because Eugene encouraged me to find myself and be it

…because Eugene taught me how to make it sunny around me even when it rains

…because Eugene exposed me to vintage bikes, raves, tofu, yoga, soy milk, animals’ rights, and tie-dye fashion (circa 1960s)

…because Eugene brings back to life Jimi Hendrix, The Bealtes, PInk Floyd, John Lennon, Jefferson Airplane and Janis Joplin

…because Eugene says you can wear flip-flops in the rain and t-shirts in the winter – go out and feel the cold because it’s okay!

…because Eugene screams Yes, You Can grow your own food (from vegetables to herbs and everything in between), Yes, You Can make your own clothes and jewelry, make your own soap, shampoo and lotions, recycle like it’s your religion, and share everything you have with everyone you knowEat local, eat organic!

…because Eugene has Naked Bike Brigades where we ride our bikes naked in order to protest our dependency on foreign oil and promote a more sustainable way of life

…because Eugene values the Sun as a god –  it may not come out often, but when it does, when the Sun shows itself around here, oh, we are all about sheer fabrics, flowers in our hair, rolling in the grass, sucking on those popsicles, and hitting the African drums! 

…because in Eugene you can dance wherever you are, make friends with strangers every day and then party with them like you’ve known them your entire life

I have found not just love and peace here; in Eugene, I have also found myself. And because of all these reasons and many, many more, the first promotional campaign of my business will be dedicated to you, Eugene, for making me who I am now. 

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A few weekends ago, I went with Amira to Carnival Brasil, an annual festival-tradition here in Eugene, that all the Brazilians (albeit very few) like to share with the rest of us. Everyone wore bright colors, feathers, and pretty flags. We danced to live music ranging from Samba to Capoeira (my favorite!). Amira threw away her shoes and danced barefoot on the cement! I kept saying how it’s winter and she will catch a cold, but Amira would just reply “are you kidding me? I’m burning right now!” …THAT’s my Eugene 🙂

Country Fair extravaganza!

 

Euge-love! (coming soon – stay tuned!)

 

Motto: If it’s not forever, if it’s just tonight,

            Oh, it’s still the greatest, the greatest, the greatest…

The Next American Idol

 I am going to take a stab at this and do some magic guessing. Below are not necessarily results I want, but rather results I anticipate. adam-lambert32

1. Adam Lambert

2. Danny Gokey

3. Scott MacIntyre

4. Allison Iraheta 

5. Lil’ Rounds 

6. Matt Giraud

7. Kris Allen 

8. Anoop

Now, here’s why:

Adam: Every song that Adam sang remained in my mind the way Adam sang it, not in its original version. If this is not an artist’s work, what is? Adam is memorable. He is a great performer and entertainer. When I watch him perform , I always think…if there was a contemporary Jimi Hendrix or Mick Jagger, he would be like Adam.

Danny: The only one who stood out to me ever since the initial auditions is Danny. I was blown away and I immediately pictured his voice in the back of a movie, singing soundtracks. When he sang “Hero” he only confirmed to me that that will someday be possible. The consistency of his vocals is unique to this show! 

Scott: Every time I hear Scott perform, I cry. As Paula once said, it’s not about his disability, it’s about how much I forget about his disability every time I hear and see him perform. It amazes me how much nature enhances some of our other senses when it takes one away. Scott’s loss of sight helps him get through his audience because he doesn’t worry about what he will look like. What a breeze Scott is!

Allison: I still can’t believe Allison’s birth year is ’92. Kara once put it very well: she looks as if she’s been singing for 400 years! Unlike Lil’ Rounds, Allison lets her personality come out through her songs. She has mad vocals that she uses to make every song her own. She is amazing, albeit a kid. 

Lil’ Rounds: I have had really high hopes for Lil’, from the beginning of this competition, but they have decreased week by week. Her voice is great, and so is her style, but I don’t think she knows quite yet who she is as an artist. I’ve lost a bit of respect after her repeated poor song choices. 

Anoop, Matt, and Chris: Good guys, good singers, just not extremely memorable, you know? They can sing, but they’ve never really made an impression on me. 

More explaining:

Allison Iraheta - will she be in the top 3?

Allison Iraheta - will she be in the top 3?

 

Pretty much, I love Adam as an entertainer- daring, sexy, confident, and fun. Hella sense of humor, too! The only reason Danny comes second to me is because he isn’t as good of an entertainer as Adam is. I also don’t think Allison’s qualified to be in the top 3 is because she has a bit to go until she is fully developed as an artist, even just personality wise. But she has made more of an impression than Lil’ Rounds in this competition and very good song choices. Now, I love Scott, as Paula would say, “with all my heart,” and if it were after me, he could be the next AI. But we’ll have to see how attached America really gets to him and how much they can overlook the fact that Scott isn’t as “out there” as some other contestants are. He sings more for himself and for his niche — will this be enough to save him? Now we just have to see who leaves us next: Anoop, Kris or Matt?

Tribute

Before any discussion of dresses, glamor, fashion (or faux-pas), and dresses once again, I need to mention the one who stood out most to me during this year’s Oscars Awards Ceremony.
Heath Ledger.
Not at all surprisingly, Heath won the Best Supporting Actor Oscar Award for his performance of the Joker in the Dark Knight. And no other man deserved this more. It is unfortunate when men as great as Heath have to leave us so early. But although Heath could not be on that podium to accept his award, and although his parents were on the stage where he should have been–where we all would have liked to see him–there was still that rare and strong emotion across the audience’s eyes that only Heath could have provoked. The same feeling I experienced the first time I watched one of Keith’s performances (“Ten Things I Hate About You”) and the last time, too (“The Dark Knight”): a mixture of love, admiration, compassion, envy, enthusiasm, respect and euphoria. His humble attitude left me ever wondering…what’s a girl to do with Heath…give him a big bear hug or seduce him?
Such was Heath: lovable, yet humble; seductive, yet serious; rebellious, yet devoted.
And to many of us, he still is.

The Woodstock of our times

SASQUATCH and I go a long way back. Well, no, I haven’t actually gone to the Sasquatch! Music Festival, ever, but I have fantasized about doing so for the longest I can remember. My desire got stronger and stronger since sophomore year of college, when my roommates went and I couldn’t go. 

SASQUATCH and I go a long way Mostly, it was because it’s always been too expensive for me to go. Tickets cost about $160/person for the entire 3 days and a camping pass is at least $95. Then, you add the cost of  driving and food and other expenses over the three days and you can easily get close to $500, plus a second ticket for Dorel, close to $700. And it takes place at the end of May, close to when I’m always ready to leave for Romania. Since my trip to Romania is my biggest expense of the year –but also my most important trip–there is little left to choose. *sigh* 

BUT, I can dream. (besides, things can change over night…all we need is a big video/photo contract and….voila! we could both go!).

This image has always made me dream of Sasquatch. I would love to lay in a pool of people and tune out to the music; to drink with friends and float around, fly high and forget about all else; it looks as if all those people are sitting at the very top of the world. It’s so beautiful! 

Plus, the indie bunch. Have you seen this year’s line-up??
Did you wet your pants already? I did… 🙂