Intruiged by this:
We raise and raze our city like the strangest house of cards, a ghost-breath mist of snow;
A ghost-breath mist of snow where no snow falls,
For we are Atlantis, and the town of Prester John.
Three weeks apart from never, we dance and do not fall.
We are Shangri-La.
History has dreamed of us. History has dreamed of this.
Those who know the way, many times return.
History has dreamed of us,
building up our city just to watch it burn.
We are Shangri-La.
BURN IT DOWN
We carry Goddess-dust upon our skin,
wherever we go, rising with bright feathers
in the Desert.
Blessed by the wind,
we dance, we thrive, we shimmer in the never-was.
We are Shangri-La.
Burn it down.
Relieving saddened sleep and fitful visions, we return.
We raise our city high, we watch our city burn.
We raise our city high to watch it burn.
Burn it down.
We are the mirage for those who dare to come and see.
The burning in our blood will set us free.
We are free.
We are Shangri-La.
BURN IT DOWN
We are Shangri-La.
LET IT GO
Words and music copyright S. J. Tucker 2007-2009; all rights reserved. Spread it like the pretty plague it is, folks. Dance and enjoy.
credits
from Quartered: Songs of Palimpsest, track released 24 February 2009
Programmed, performed and mixed by S. J. Tucker, Rolling Gypsy Minstrel Ltd. Lead vocal tracked at Eagle Audio, Austin TX--special thanks to Ginger Doss.
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And very amused by the song Alligotor in the House found here on MySpace
"Tango Tricky Pixie Moshpit...."
27 February 2009
23 February 2009
What hamster?
Minus 1 wisdom thooth.
Lower left. I came, he saw, it disappeared. All within 45 minutes from the initial call to me leaving the dentist.
Not very talkative.
Enjoying the numbness while it lasts, after that I'm going to be a not very nice person.
I think I have an echo in my mouth.
Lower left. I came, he saw, it disappeared. All within 45 minutes from the initial call to me leaving the dentist.
Not very talkative.
Enjoying the numbness while it lasts, after that I'm going to be a not very nice person.
I think I have an echo in my mouth.
22 February 2009
Inspirations
We all draw inspiration, conscious or not. Terry Pratchett described being kissed by the muse as being hit by a pumpkin - though sometimes the pumpkin hits the wrong head. Brilliant idea, wrong person.
My creative strength and style derives from people like
Tori Amos. Discovered the year Crucify was first released, so in 1992. This song still holds significance to me. She has put a lot of my life into songs. And she dares to be different. Plus I love the red of her hair! I started dying my tresses red back in the 1980s, with henna, much to the despair of my poor mother and our towels. Henna stains don't go away magically, so who's fault is it that we only had light coloured towels and light coloured towels with reddish-brown henna stains? I later got my own black towel, especially for experiments in hair colour.
I have a faible for strong, independant ladies.
Like Louise Brooks. Her films are rarely shown on TV, yet without her example I'm sure fellow actresses like the great Greta Garbo or the unforgettable Marlene Dietrich (I love her style) wouldn't have received such a following. Louise set a new tone and laid the brickwork for strong leading ladies to follow.
And I still think to this day she is the personification of THE BOB. Not Mrs Beckham.
Janis Joplin. White people have the blues, and can sing them, too. She has been my inspiration since the end of the Eighties, while the majority of the world started working on the hole in the ozone layer (if you have been a follower of the new romantics or the new wave movement you know exactly what I'm talking about ;-)) I tuned in and dropped out. No, I finished school in 1990, but I dropped out of what was social acceptable at the end of the worst and yet somehow best fashion period this planet has ever seen. Flea markets were the perfect place to get blouses, pants, coats...I miss those times. I have great difficulties understanding why a dress suit is the only attire acceptable in an office environment. Since I haven't found that rule book yet I ignore it and break unwritten rules whenever I can.
Queen Elizabeth I, here personified by Cate Blanchett - just because it happens to be one of my favourite movies. But again a strong willed woman, not giving into the demands and expectations of the men around her. And again a red head ;-)
The whole period was an interesting one.
I adore the old bella donna witchy Dicken's style of Stevie Nicks, the torn and tattered style of Amanda Palmer, Grace Slick yesteryear and today, Cyndi Lauper, Ofra Haza....
In case you haven't noticed, I have quite a split personality ;-)
My creative strength and style derives from people like
Tori Amos. Discovered the year Crucify was first released, so in 1992. This song still holds significance to me. She has put a lot of my life into songs. And she dares to be different. Plus I love the red of her hair! I started dying my tresses red back in the 1980s, with henna, much to the despair of my poor mother and our towels. Henna stains don't go away magically, so who's fault is it that we only had light coloured towels and light coloured towels with reddish-brown henna stains? I later got my own black towel, especially for experiments in hair colour.
I have a faible for strong, independant ladies.
Like Louise Brooks. Her films are rarely shown on TV, yet without her example I'm sure fellow actresses like the great Greta Garbo or the unforgettable Marlene Dietrich (I love her style) wouldn't have received such a following. Louise set a new tone and laid the brickwork for strong leading ladies to follow.
And I still think to this day she is the personification of THE BOB. Not Mrs Beckham.
Janis Joplin. White people have the blues, and can sing them, too. She has been my inspiration since the end of the Eighties, while the majority of the world started working on the hole in the ozone layer (if you have been a follower of the new romantics or the new wave movement you know exactly what I'm talking about ;-)) I tuned in and dropped out. No, I finished school in 1990, but I dropped out of what was social acceptable at the end of the worst and yet somehow best fashion period this planet has ever seen. Flea markets were the perfect place to get blouses, pants, coats...I miss those times. I have great difficulties understanding why a dress suit is the only attire acceptable in an office environment. Since I haven't found that rule book yet I ignore it and break unwritten rules whenever I can.
Queen Elizabeth I, here personified by Cate Blanchett - just because it happens to be one of my favourite movies. But again a strong willed woman, not giving into the demands and expectations of the men around her. And again a red head ;-)
The whole period was an interesting one.
I adore the old bella donna witchy Dicken's style of Stevie Nicks, the torn and tattered style of Amanda Palmer, Grace Slick yesteryear and today, Cyndi Lauper, Ofra Haza....
In case you haven't noticed, I have quite a split personality ;-)
Go for peace and understanding
While sitting here, having my second cup of coffee and reading through some of my favourite blogs (and discovering new ones) I managed to stumble across this at Cloudberry
It sums up the real me pretty good. Unfortunately, like far too many people I'm often forced to be more competitive and less passionate than I am. I'm not the bold and loud person I appear to be. But if I don't pretend people will just walk all over me and I can't allow that to happen.
Uh, already melancholic before noon, little Pixie?
I'm afraid so.
Your Word is "Peace" |
 You see life as precious, and you wish everyone was safe, happy, and taken care of. Social justice, human rights, and peace for all nations are all important to you. While you can't stop war, you try to be as calm and compassionate as possible in your everyday life. You promote harmony and cooperation. You're always willing to meet someone a little more than halfway. |
It sums up the real me pretty good. Unfortunately, like far too many people I'm often forced to be more competitive and less passionate than I am. I'm not the bold and loud person I appear to be. But if I don't pretend people will just walk all over me and I can't allow that to happen.
Uh, already melancholic before noon, little Pixie?
I'm afraid so.
20 February 2009
Emails won't do
The next time a guy wants to show me his stamp collection I know what to do with it:
Foxglove Accessories recycling of the postal kind.
So, any volunteers, gentlemen?
You see, emails don't do this.
In the meantime I got myself some Fimo and will let my inner Pixie out this weekend and get wild. Colours match my glasses and I want a brooch and a necklace...
Foxglove Accessories recycling of the postal kind.
So, any volunteers, gentlemen?
You see, emails don't do this.
In the meantime I got myself some Fimo and will let my inner Pixie out this weekend and get wild. Colours match my glasses and I want a brooch and a necklace...
19 February 2009
Upwards and outwards
And again a lot has happened! There is one development I'm particularly happy with, but you will have to wait until beginning of March, first I want to make sure everything is signed, sealed and delivered.
Vita - the eagle has landed. I repeat: the eagle has landed ;-)
Or actually, the hedgehog has rolled up on my doorstep and is currently warming up around my neck. I would take a picture, but my running nose, swollen face and puffy eyes might scare people and children away.
Thank you very very much! Would you believe that he was quicker than the ACEOs? Maybe the flying ship and the balloon had tail wind ;-)
Jeni - the yarn arrived yesterday! Yeehaw! Not that I can even knit a straight row of garter stitch at the moment...but I will, soon.
More happy things: one of my favourite artists, the one and only Tori Amos is releasing a new album in spring or summer!
I'm impatiently waiting for Coraline to be released in spring. Here. Because it's not. Yet.
I'm going to Berlin, Germany, in May with dearest husband to celebrate his birthday, our tenth dating anniversary and our 15th "first met" anniversary.
Now I only need an earful of good concerts!
And the poppets did arrive. They were immediately treated to a plate of Bami with both very hot and some sweet and mild sambal. Now they have full tummies and the floor is littered with little black paper hearts ;-)
Vita - the eagle has landed. I repeat: the eagle has landed ;-)
Or actually, the hedgehog has rolled up on my doorstep and is currently warming up around my neck. I would take a picture, but my running nose, swollen face and puffy eyes might scare people and children away.
Thank you very very much! Would you believe that he was quicker than the ACEOs? Maybe the flying ship and the balloon had tail wind ;-)
Jeni - the yarn arrived yesterday! Yeehaw! Not that I can even knit a straight row of garter stitch at the moment...but I will, soon.
More happy things: one of my favourite artists, the one and only Tori Amos is releasing a new album in spring or summer!
I'm impatiently waiting for Coraline to be released in spring. Here. Because it's not. Yet.
I'm going to Berlin, Germany, in May with dearest husband to celebrate his birthday, our tenth dating anniversary and our 15th "first met" anniversary.
Now I only need an earful of good concerts!
And the poppets did arrive. They were immediately treated to a plate of Bami with both very hot and some sweet and mild sambal. Now they have full tummies and the floor is littered with little black paper hearts ;-)
12 February 2009
Inspiration
Well, I love coffee and knitting.
Or coffee and crochet.
I also like a nice tea, mainly green or herbal with either knitting or crochet.
Spinning is a different story, it's more difficult to take a sip when holding a drop spindle, yarn and roving, while fending of a mesmerized cat :-)
I found, long time ago, that Garnstudio, a Swedish design and wool company offers too many projects for a Pixie heart ;-)
Today I went there again, after a long absence.
And oh heavens and below, have I've been hit with wonderfulness:
A wonderful dreamy pink dress
I would probably make it in a different colour combination - dusty heathery purple, blues and pinks, mainly.
Or in Drops terms: main colour Muskat 04, with 34, 36 and either 29 or 39.
Pixie Feet
There are a lot more designs I would love to make - and this time, I will!
I also have a rather large amount of white cotton thread, inherited from a customer of my Mom (she runs a little shop and her elderly customers tend to give her stuff they can't use anymore, like beads and shells and yarn), and I still try to figure out what to do with it. White is so not my colour, but I could try and dye it with tea or coffee and it's definitely something that needs to become something lacy. But what? Maybe Ravelry knows...
One item on my to-do list is a summer hat. You can't really see it, but with a redbeard as father (his hair is dark ash blonde, his beard was copper red and is now the most wonderful silvery white) and a blackbrownie as mother (with pale skin and greenish eyes) I inherited the sensitive skin. I have a couple of freckles during summer I love to bits and pieces, but I even got sunburnt in Dublin, Ireland and London, UK. I mean - LONDON and DUBLIN - who are absolutely famous for extended periods of sunshine, I'm sure. It took me a whopping 10 minutes in Dublin. Oh well - so I need a summer hat, since sunburn is bad and a sunburnt scalp is double bad.
Needs to be foldable, since it needs to be packed. I have a large floppy straw hat, but that is not a piece that travels well unless it sits on my hat. I have one in mind and a second as inspiration.
Galliano anyone?
Or coffee and crochet.
I also like a nice tea, mainly green or herbal with either knitting or crochet.
Spinning is a different story, it's more difficult to take a sip when holding a drop spindle, yarn and roving, while fending of a mesmerized cat :-)
I found, long time ago, that Garnstudio, a Swedish design and wool company offers too many projects for a Pixie heart ;-)
Today I went there again, after a long absence.
And oh heavens and below, have I've been hit with wonderfulness:
A wonderful dreamy pink dress
I would probably make it in a different colour combination - dusty heathery purple, blues and pinks, mainly.
Or in Drops terms: main colour Muskat 04, with 34, 36 and either 29 or 39.
Pixie Feet
There are a lot more designs I would love to make - and this time, I will!
I also have a rather large amount of white cotton thread, inherited from a customer of my Mom (she runs a little shop and her elderly customers tend to give her stuff they can't use anymore, like beads and shells and yarn), and I still try to figure out what to do with it. White is so not my colour, but I could try and dye it with tea or coffee and it's definitely something that needs to become something lacy. But what? Maybe Ravelry knows...
One item on my to-do list is a summer hat. You can't really see it, but with a redbeard as father (his hair is dark ash blonde, his beard was copper red and is now the most wonderful silvery white) and a blackbrownie as mother (with pale skin and greenish eyes) I inherited the sensitive skin. I have a couple of freckles during summer I love to bits and pieces, but I even got sunburnt in Dublin, Ireland and London, UK. I mean - LONDON and DUBLIN - who are absolutely famous for extended periods of sunshine, I'm sure. It took me a whopping 10 minutes in Dublin. Oh well - so I need a summer hat, since sunburn is bad and a sunburnt scalp is double bad.
Needs to be foldable, since it needs to be packed. I have a large floppy straw hat, but that is not a piece that travels well unless it sits on my hat. I have one in mind and a second as inspiration.
Galliano anyone?
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