11:14 a.m. - 09.27.2003
VV...if only ever cupid bites me in the face - before a deadly Brown Reclusive
Took in a show last night. It was The Kills with Holly GoLightly (of White Stripes fame) opening.
When VV first walked her heroin-waif frame on stage and made a production of lighting her cigarette, I looked at my friend and said, "That girl's a rock star." without having to hear a note.
As for the music - not too shabby, not too outstanding. Everything you read about them being like old skool Royal Trux is true. And I do believe VV's mic was suspiciously turned down on purpose, a la Linda McCartney. The culprit would have to be the only other member of the band, her svengali-minded "life-partner", Hotel. Yup, her man calls himself Hotel. They're rock-stars. They're supposed to be a little cheap and seedy in an exotic way - can't he at least be Motel?
And Holly GoLightly is a modern-day british Patsy Cline, which I guess is just a Dusty Springfield. Which isn't bad either - but not terribly new as well. I had fun though, and that's what matters.
I think there's a show worth going to every night from now until December. If all goes well, I'll be deaf in time for holidays with the family.
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I dig the name VV. I think if I ever have a girl rugrat I'll use it as her handle.
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There's a movie theatre here that plays old movies at midnight on weekend nights. A week or two ago it was, coincidently, Midnight Cowboy. The only movie rated (whisper it) X to win an academy award. Although today I think it's been downgraded to PG-13.
When my gig as international-award winning writer/director is miraculously delivered unsolicited to me by something akin to the Publisher's Clearing House Prize-Patrol, I want to make a widely released rated X movie.
This doesn't have to be pornographic, foul or offensive. I'm not talking about triple X. I just mean a rated R movie that's just a notch too much for the censors with it's flagrant sex, drugs, and rock n roll. Just think Bad Boys II with a little extra Bad on the side, or Lost in Translation that got a tad more Lost. I think the hype of a major movie being rate X (even if it was a fairly tame X) would cause quite a stir - and a rush to the local cineplex. Like Basic Instinct did - and that was only rated R. Something more arty though - like a modern day Midnight Cowboy - except not about Jon Voight selling bj's and Dustin Hoffman urinating on himself. If those were rated X themes in the late-sixities then we've come a long way just with our must-see-TV.
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I should have known that my 3rd grade knowledge of spiders loving "damp, dark places" was synonymous with "Pacific-Northwest basement apartment". Don't know how I over looked that one.
According to pictures on the internet, of all the spiders I share space with (not as many as I dramatize), the biggest is the deadly Brown Recluse spider, which, also according to the internet, lives no where near Washington state.
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