quinta-feira, 6 de novembro de 2008

Reviving lost memories

It's easy. Dress warmly, take a packet of cigarettes, buy a beer, go to the old cemetery nearby, sit down in a secluded spot, your back resting against a tree, listen to Grayson Capps and reread the poems you wrote a year and more ago.

Worked for me.

terça-feira, 4 de novembro de 2008

A soldier of fortune

...is, as I believe you all know, a song by Deep Purple. The best about it is that it is in minor, but ends on a major chord.

Music can teach us many lessons about life, can't it?

Let's start recruiting an army of soldiers who always end their minor songs on a major chord and start a revolution. Rock is the Che Guevara of all music!

sábado, 1 de novembro de 2008

Being a rock'n'roll woman...

...is not easy, although it feels damn good. There are various things you need to confront in the prejudicial and snobbish society of the present day, which no longer values sincerity and personality, and tries to make people all "equal", as in "exactly alike". Individuality is regarded as "bizarre" and so on...Maybe not everywhere but here in Latvia certainly.

I am not complaining, no. In certain ways it gives me a pleasure, both psychological and physical, to confront some of the most absurd society rules. It doesn't mean, of course, that I am a radical liberal, but I do agree wholeheartedly with their idea of individual freedom being the most important thing (up to the point where it collides with others' freedom, although sometimes it is hard to tell where is the thin line of that border).

But what is a rock'n'roll woman? This concept could be defined in various ways, and there have been more than a few animated discussions among internationally noted experts of what exactly the right definition might be.

Rather than trying to come up with a definition of my own, I will simply use the most suitable definition for me, which is an adapted version of a certain song by Whitesnake (...the voice of David Coverdale is my marijuana...).

I'm a woman with the night in my eyes
I take all the small talk and laugh at the lies

I'm a high heeled double trouble backstage queen
I get what I want and know where I've been
I am a woman who got no shame,
Because in the morning there'll be no one to blame.

As you can see, being a rock'n'roll woman requires a great deal of self-confidence and insolence, to a certain extent. It takes some courage, for example, opposing the prejudice about men who can have as many women as they want and they're cool, but if a girl does the same, she's a bitch. Well, my opinion of what is a bitch is quite narrow - a bitch is someone who sells herself (either for money or for some drinks). Equally a bitch is a woman who cheats on her man. That is all.

But my point, as I have mentioned previously, is not to keep complaining about the difficulties, but rather point out the advantages. My personal view on the subject, let's put it that way.

1st and the biggest advantage: you listen to the best music in the world. And I don't mean just rock. Generally the people who are into rock'n'roll appreciate good music regardless of the style, as opposed to the fans of just one particular style (which normaly can't be called music at all). Broader-minded people by far.

2nd: You can go and sit and smoke in front of your house in the centre of the city wearing a dressing-gown and be absolutely oblivious to the odd looks people shoot at you.

3rd: You become friends with a very vast variety of people with a common tendency of having long hair (there are notable exceptions, of course), excellent guitar skills and an astounding capacity to have deep discussions about religion, politics, culture, although music dominates the subject list. The sense of humor is equally outstanding.

4th: You can get the best guys/girls, and not worry that they will trouble you afterwards with sloppy phrases of the "I can't forget you, I want you back" series. Of course, being a rock'n'roll woman doesn't mean that you can't have a stable relationship if you desire it. The options are open, although before starting a relationship it is worth reconsidering whether you will really be able to stop all of your "spicy friendships" and one-nite-stands for the said lucky person. If not, then it's better not to start anything.

5th: Being free of prejudice of any kind.

6th: Making love with the music of Steve Vai in the background. Max volume background.

7th: (This doesn't apply to all, but for me it does) You can unite loving God with smoking, drinking, sleeping around and listening to heavy metal. This, of course, if you believe God's real name is LOVE, and He doesn't care what you do as long as you don't hurt anyone (or Him).

I could go on forever...But seeing as it's getting late (well, at least it's dark outside) and I still have to finish comparing Obama's and McCain's foreign policy visions, I guess I'll leave it at that.

But before that I'm gonna smoke a cigarette (yes, in front of my door, wearing a dressing gown) and talk to my Best Friend Up There for a while: gotta thank Him for creating Rock'n'Roll!

Keep on rockin' in the free world!