sholanda

werd. willie. and ryan. xoxo

tomorrow night:

the stevenson ranch davidians
with the parson redheads
cd release party
free show
cheap drinks
the unknown theater
1110 Seward Street, three blocks East of Highland, 50 feet North of Santa Monica Boulevard.
doors open at 10:30


i'll be there. and i think i'm wearing this dress (icon).

the starlight mints, liz phair and the flaming lips at the hollywood palladium may 31, 2003.

i had never been to the palladium, and i loved it. it was a nice big, wide room with low ceilings that made for a very HOT evening. it is straight out of the 1950s with low and wide steps that lead to the pink and turquoise-tiled bathrooms.

by the time we got in, the starlight mints were playing. these guys are from norman and i recognize them. the singer used to work at the lovelight and i have been to a few beer parties that he was at. the drummer did sound for the mimsies a couple of times. they sounded pretty good, very flaming lips-esque, and they also reminded me of the chainsaw kittens. hardcore norman music, i like that. behind the band was a huge movie screen that played prerecorded "videos" of their songs.

15 excruciating minutes and then liz came out. she is fucking BEAUTIFUL. she used the "wayne cam"- a cool camera mounted on the microphone with an adjustable neck that had effects on it. so her face was broadcast on that screen a few different ways and it was very psychedlic. her set was acoustic, she had a seated guitarist and bassist on either side. she played stratford-on-guy, fuck and run, 2 new songs, the divorce song, johnny feelgood, perfect world and supernova. not in that order. but she was great. i could have listened to two more hours of that, of course. i love her.

then set break and then the flaming lips. this was a very early show, it was 7'oclock when the starlight mints were playing so it was probably only 9pm when the lips came on.

wayne coyne is amazing. he is so sweet and genuine and tries so hard. the whole lips set was very positive and psychedlic. i loved it. they came out, and of course there were many superfans on the sides of the stage in fuzzy animal costumes on either side, including santa, jesus, pink bunnies, dalmations, a chicken and even a couple of little kids in hearing protection and star wars costumes. they also threw these huge balloons out that the crowd bounced around for the entire night. some of them were exercise-ball size and some were huger than that- massive jelly-like blobs. and confetti. wayne stood proudly in the middle in his white suit, looking almost circus ringleader-esque. at the very beginnning, they played carmina burana and the screen said "TONIGHT....YOUR LIFE....WILL CHANGE...FOREVER. TONIGHT....THE WORLD...WILL CHANGE...FOR THE ...BETTER." and i had the feeling that it would. they do a great job of creating atmosphere and a happy enviroment. i don't know the names of a lot of flaming lips songs, but lots of people were dancing and were into them. they had interesting video playing on the screen behind. highlights for me were the songs off the new album that i know, "do you realize?" which took on an even bigger scope last night than it usually does and "yoshimi". wayne said "let's all sing this song together, because one of the greatest things ever is to go to a show where everyone is singing. let's all sing and see if we levitate from pure energy!!" i adored him in that instant. he had won my heart. so the whole fucking LA crowd sang "yoshimi" at the top of their lungs and it was fucking amazing and cool. they also played "she don't use jelly" which i know, too. everyone sang that one, too. he also asked whose birthday it was, and we sang happy birthday to four people, and then wayne praised the crowd.

all in all it was a very cool night. i am proud that wayne coyne is from oklahoma city. he is an alright dude. i met a girl there, too. she was standing next to me and said she liked my outfit so we got to talking. she's a writer for an astrology column and she lives in my neighborhood and she said "let's be friends!!" and got my phone number. i saw chad formerly from the record plant and i also saw phil cobb!! a normanite i used to know back in the day (a friend/roommate of bad jack's). the last time i saw that dude was after a beastie boys show in phoenix. he said he lived here now and i said me too but then i had to keep going or i would lose bryan and les in the sea of people.

i am so glad i got to go and experience all that, i do feel changed. and i was home by 11pm! how cool is that??

i'm so glad i went. johnette was lovely. she took my breath away. resplendant. velvet. it's so cool that she plays bass. she IS that feminine bassline, the mother of us all. her voice is so deep and wonderful (i love the altos the best). the rialto was graceful with glass chandeliers and red velvet chairs. mmmm. velvet, the night was thus. i can't get over how she impacted me. she's just so badass up there behind her bass. oh! and the way she praised the audience...she was a little bit sick and having a hard time with hoarseness. but everytime the audience would sing along, she would say during the song "oh, you're so sweet" or "thank you so much, you're beautiful", she was just so genuine. and it meant something coming from her. the crowd really responded and there was alot of love there.
hung out with d. and the other amanda, who was lovely in black lace. all in all, it was a very aesthetically pleasing night. probing the sensual pocket in my brain, coaxing me to feel female and wide-eyed and psychic and beautiful.

go go boots have arrived.

got lost this morning on the way to the school. drove wildy and by instinct over the mountian, too afraid to stop and look at the map. i was by some crazy coincidence right, and came out right at the school, whooping and hollering. ijah clapped for mummy.

it feels good to be busy enough to not be dependent on lj and its contents to get me through the day. it feels good to actually have a life.
for once.
i mean, again.

'allo.
am up.
still being quite british.

the big black bodyguard heard us being british and asked where we were from.
"oklahoma!"
we told him gleefully.

michael diamond's still in jail :(:(

saw steve-o. nabbed another kiss to tide me over til next week.
sigh.
somehow, it wasn't quite as magical this time to see steve-o. maybe i just wasn't drunk enough this time. or maybe i need new and fresh celebrity sightings to keep me going.

at any rate, had a fab-o time with the whole gang (bry, jonathan, les, casey, jeannie, and jeannie's girlfriend) even tho they were a
BUNCH OF LILY LIVERED WANKERS!!!

going to skip club camaro next week and hold out for the 28th. if i hope and pray and the stars line up just right, duff mckagan's loaded will be playing that night.

mmmmm.
duff.
MMMMMMM.

la guns at the keyclub.
all kinds of fun. casey and jerod came, too, so we were in fullforce mimsies mode.
made it on the list, breezed right in.
coronas cost 6 dollars there. and upstairs, they pour them into a plastic cup for you. but not bryan, he used his southern charm and got one in a bottle.
jerod just used his southern comfort.
we went down to the swanky bar and jerod introduced me to tracii. i shook his hand. he was busy.
went outside and got interviewed for the la guns dvd they were filming for that night. the lady said i did great. i'm such a camera whore.
la guns came on, finally, and they were phenomenal. blew me away.
they played no mercy, sex action, never enough, one more reason, electric gypsy, ballad of jayne, and rip and tear.
bryan got all redneck on this guy who elbowed his way in front of me and casey. the guy was scared shitless and backed right off. it was too funny, especially since..i mean, come on! it's bryan! he's so laid back.
tracii was amazing. phil was charasmatic. the new bass player was cute.
and we met tracii's girlfriend, and hung out with her after the show for a bit.
we drove home laughing and yelling.

but none of that matters.

none.

cause when i got home, bubba was in the middle of a throwing up marathon. sam had already gone through 2 sets of sheets with him. ijah was awake and ready to hang out with me when i got there. he was not a happy boy. my baby needed me and i wasn't here!!!! sam had to go to work today and was up half the night dealing with ijah!!!
and where was i?
cigarette and corona smelly, some hollywood mama letting her baby just lay at home sick until she comes home at 2:00am.
i feel awful.
i feel like i totally dropped the ball.
where are my priorities????
what the fuck kind of wife and mother am i?
i know all the shit about beating yourself up, i don't want to hear it.
i felt like someone punched me in the stomach when i walked into my apt expecting darkness and sleepbreathing when instead i got puking and lights on.
he seems to be fine now.
i think it was the ice cream on venice beach.
that stuff was just wrong.

so today we are doing bed laundry and watching videos. i even dropped the ball on that. he picked out a thomas video and i grabbed the wrong fucking one. i didn't see until we got home and up 4 floors that it was teenage mutant ninja fucking turtles.

if he's ok, i will work the show tonight. but i feel like shit, and i don't know if i should take him to lake havasu or not. i mean, i know he's over whatever throw-up thing that was, but was this a sign? it feels like it to me, like i better just straighten up and get over my adolescent rock n roll thing.

fuck.

uhhhh.
man. i think i am officailly OD'd on rock n roll.
my ears are ringing.
in some ways i am completely wasted exhausted from going out nearly every night this week. (i don't think it's particularly good for my marriage). but i am glad i did it to excess this first week.
because this way, i got to see the somewhat seedy underbelly of hollywood.

cat club is cool. very very small. smaller than the fucking viper room. the first band had some good eye candy. sort of southern-ish rock n roll boys. very cute.
col. parker went on and they were pretty tight. it was obvious they were making the set up as they went along and sometimes lyrics didn't always get sung, but the drummer (the drummer from the stray cats) was very on and the musicianship was great. (the bass playing was a little sloppy. so i'm a critic).
gilby clarke plays guitar and he is the one that replaced izzy in guns n roses. he was very charismatic and bluesy. i loved his dirty blues. it was good. they had someone named teddy on keys and that was good for the blues thing.
um, dee dee ramone came up and sang a few.
and also lief garrett.

the club is so small, i was practically standing on lief garrett's toes as he sang.
they kept it going until way late (you can do that when the owner of the club is the drummer in the band). we actually left before 2nd set was over because it was getting a little crazy in there and also late.

thanks, bryan!

ok, up next: piccys!!

i am connected, hear me roar.
miss me?

big ups to bryanbreakfast. (that fool needs to update his lj! everyone go there now and leave a comment asking him to update.) he took me to the viper room last night!
we were on THE LIST.
but wait, it doesn't end there.
he introduced me to TAIME DOWNE.
but wait, wait wait.

taime was totally nice to me, asking me where i lived and where i moved here from. he was actually the first person to say "Welcome to LA". and he gave me a flyer.
and wait.

so we saw metal shop, the band that was danger kitty in the discover card commercial. they were hilarious. it was like comedy and covers of metal classics.

so when it was time to leave, i said good bye to taime and he said "See you around i hope" and gave me a kiss on the cheek!!!!
(that's what you were waiting for)

OH MY GOD!!!!!

i got the ohmygods.

bryan wants to OD me on rock n rol this week and i'm a willing customer.
next event:
the mimsies at goldfingers in hollywood!!!!

i missed all of you beautiful ljers. i just want to eat you all up!!!!

oh, how do i begin?

i had the most amzing night last night.
jane's addiction fucking rocks my world. they are so much a part of me, i have been listening to them forever. and there's just no other band like them. perry is so good about breaking down boundries and blurring lines of all kinds.
i'm sure the people around me were entertained by my dancing. i really let everything go. it was beautiful. and then, they played an acoustic set and they moved to the center of the crowd. i don't quite know what happened, but i was propelled forward. i felt sam gently pushing me behind and i didn't stop until i was in the second row. it was so intense to be that close to them. perry's eyes are so amazingly blue and david navarro is an intense motherfucker. i loved the bassplayer, he is the soul of jane's with all those awesome basslines.
there were girls on the big stage. they were like circ de soliel girls with big feather headresses, riding slowly up and down on a huge seesaw. so sensual. i think i would be happy forever if i could be one of those girls, giving myself to the music every night behind jane's addiction.

it was hands down the best show ever. EVER. oh my god, i have loved them for so long and it was just amazing. thank you thankyou thankyou.

and i really connected with sam, too. we really had a lot of heart to hearts and got a lot of shit out that we needed to talk about. and i love him truly.

big ups to o and k for watching the kid so we could go. you rock.