Once upon a time, I worked for this makeover hub called Starshots, in the Modesto mall. It was an independently owned takeoff of Glamourshots, one of those places where anyone could walk in looking average and emerge three hours later with a roll of 20 cheesy photos based on three different “high fashion” looks. It was an insane atmosphere. Most of the women who worked at Starshots were attractive but nuts. Naturally, I loved that job.
I absolutely love Stella McCartney and everything she stands for. She comes from a family that really does make the world a better place and she carries on their legacy in a thoroughly personal way. I don’t have a beef with Stella. No.
However…there is this one thing of hers that sort of sets off my bullshit detector.
So, today I was thinking about picking up a copy of MAXIMUMROCKNROLL. But I couldn’t remember where in LA I could get a copy. I called Amoeba and of course they don’t carry it. They told me to go look for it at Borders! My friend works graveyard shift at a newstand on Van Nuys in the valley. He says they don’t carry it. Hmmm…
To tell you the truth, I used to take it for granted. I lived with a guy who was in the Gilman Street scene in the late 80’s and it seemed like maximumrocknroll was everywhere. Literally, on our couch, on our coffee table, in the bathroom, in the kitchen, strewn all over the backseats of everyone’s cars…
You could always find it in San Francisco. Naturally.
Yesterday, 7pm, sitting on the bench outside of Damiano on Fairfax, the guy on the bench next to me pointed out how filthy the letters on the Canters Deli signs across the street were. He observed, “I used to think the lights were burned out and never replaced but now I see that they just haven’t been cleaned in ages”.
He was alright. Not crazy. Not somebody I wished would stop talking to me (rarely do I ever think that anyway). We made reasonable small talk for a while, until I felt comfortable enough to ask him what I usually ask everyone who seems to be fairly well-traveled; I said, “You must size up a lot of people – do you regularly meet people in LA who really have something interesting to say or do you find yourself disappointed by conversations with most people?’
To this, he replied that he sees a lot of the same people day after day, in our neighborhood who seem to be digressing.
What sad news!!! Saying goodbye to George Carlin is hard. It’s not like we have an abundance of thinkers of his magnitude in this world. In fact, there is no one else in entertainment, much less stand up comedy, who could even come close to making the kinds of progressive observations that Carlin could make. We’ve still got Christopher Hitchens. We’ve still got Henry Rollins. We’ve still got Chris Rock. But with George goes one of the last authentic and necessary voices to come out of the 60’s counter culture movement.
George Carlin was the litmus test for a certain type of personality. You could instantly bond with other Carlin fans. You knew you were part of the club.
Last year, rushed, on the way to a birthday party I stopped at a Ross (yes, I went into a corporate chain!) in the heart of Los Angeles to speedily pick up a few cool toys and wrapping paper. Shame on me, I know.
One of my favorite songs ever, “Ooh Child” by The Five Stairsteps (the original version, thankfully!) came on overhead and as I started to sing along, caught the eye of a boy (age nine? ten?) whose look told me he completely “got” the song. Sort of embarrassed for being a goofy singing mom, I apologetically conceded, “I love this song” and he enthusiastically said “so do I.”
So there in the toy section of Ross, with my toddler beside me, this terrific little boy and I followed the impulse to sing to each other. You know how loud those songs can be in the back of those stores. We had the eye contact going on. And we “got” the song, in the way that only true fans of The Five Stairsteps can. It was as heartfelt and innocent as those old duets on the 70’s variety shows.
“Someday…we’ll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun…someday when the world is much brighter…”
I think everyone knows that Full Moon power and Waning Moon time is ideal for banishing. I know of many people who have been working for great things in their lives, anticipating the phases of the moon to create new, powerful realities in the following ways e.g. banishing negativity from their self-talk, banishing negative people from their personal lives, banishing bad eating habits and unwanted weight, banishing bad decision making in all areas (finance, romance, career), banishing limited consciousness and visualizing greater abundance and prosperity.
These are all wonderful things to work for on a monthly basis. In fact, the more adept you are at “feeling” the phases of the moon, the more likely you will be to create a cycle for yourself that finds you initiating/accumulating after the New Moon and letting go after the Full Moon. This isn’t hokey or “new age-y” – this is one of the benefits we get for living on this planet.
My suggestion for this month’s Full and Waning Moon work (and hopefully the rest of the year): rethinking and working towards banishing corporate franchise loyalty.
Remember The Shamen? “I can move, move, move any mountain…”
This mix is nearly twenty years old but I stand by it as one of the best songs ever for raising the cone of power.
From the original rave days to the present…drop this mix into a room full of positive people working for progress and you’ll get POWERFUL results. Never fails.
“Only those who realise how far Intuition soars above the tardy processes of ratiocinative thought can form the faintest conception…” — H.P. Blavatsky,The Secret Doctrine, Vol I, p.1 (Theosophical University Press)