Siouxsie's first solo album without the Banshees comes out this Tuesday and I'm eager to see how different her sound will be.
Her music has always sorta defined the club sound of the late 80's/ early 90's for me...when ecstasy and music went hand in hand, like a Reece's Cup...two great tastes that taste great together. My God...I LOVED hearing Siouxsie in a club when the groove was just right. I still love her. She still makes me a very very ecstatically happy boy every time I hear her nowadays, even without the clubs and the drugs.
Strong Southern Women...If They Can't Make You Act Like You've Got Some Damn Sense, I Don't Know Who Can
Possibly the highest on the human food chain in America right now. From my experience... possibly the most intelligent, most savvy, sharp, discerning, honest, nurturing, spiritual and evolved group of contemporary Americans of this generation.
I'll vote for a sassy Southern woman for president right now in a heartbeat.
I'm going to stop wavering and worrying about her P.R. foibles and just go out on a limb here and say that I believe that the obvious choice for our next president is Hillary Clinton.
I'm a patriotic American and I'm now sick and tired of seeing my country degraded from within by our leaders and manipulated by oil and greed and ego and sycophants and corporate war-mongering whores. I'm sick of hearing honest stories over and over from bright young American men and women who are serving in Iraq and talking about the futility and pointlessness of being there.
I'm tired of seeing my Christian faith cut and pasted and distorted by miserable Philistines that lie to me and scheme and lobby and manipulate my America.
I think it's time to stop swallowing the placebo of conservative rhetoric. I'm ready for some common sense and compassion and brutal honesty and decency for a change.
I'm sick almost to the point of puking that Americans have allowed themselves to be seduced and propagandized by a handful of old men that essentially behave like crafty carnival barkers. We should be keen enough by now to see that they manipulate us with a rally cry every few years for this or that contrived lofty cause just to advance their agendas and to smoke screen and promote the worship of King Oil. When you really break it down, they really are no better than a crack dealer...just richer and more powerful and they have a much better pedigre and a more savvy public relations staff.
I'm tired of the stigma. I'm sick of the mistrust. I want to be proud of my America when I travel abroad again. I want my America back.
"You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? 'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I'll rise.
Did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes? Shoulders falling down like teardrops. Weakened by my soulful cries.
Does my haughtiness offend you? Don't you take it awful hard 'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines Diggin' in my own back yard.
You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I'll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you? Does it come as a surprise That I dance like I've got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history's shame I rise Up from a past that's rooted in pain I rise I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide, Welling and swelling I bear in the tide. Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I rise Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear I rise Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, I am the dream and the hope of the slave. I rise I rise I rise."
I mean conducting them...I'm a great interview-EE, but as an interview-ER, I suck.
First of all, I've only had to interview for a job twice in my whole life. Both times, there were these silly ass new-agey questions that I suppose are intended to stealthfully delve into your psyche to indicate whether or not you are likely to...
A) Steal scented soaps from the company washroom B) Gun down the receptionist in a fit of rage when the paper jam error message comes up on the copier or C) Screw the boss's wife in the supply closet at the company Christmas party.
There's a whole litany of silly interview questions that a certain school of interviewers throw into their schpeel.
Questions like "If your employer asked you to do something illegal or against the tenents of your religious beliefs, how would you respond?" or "If you were a flightless bird, would you choose to be an ostrich or a penguin?". Questions that have nothing to do with real life, much less the job you are interviewing for.
So anyways...I had to interview our first new employee today. I haven't been in a managerial position in 20 years...and I sucked at conducting interviews then as well. Her name was Heather and I wanted to hire her the minute she uttered 3 syllables. That in a nutshell, is how I always used to pick employees. She is stylish and smart and personable and cute and engaging. I could tell that from just watching her as she filled out the application. I didn't need anymore.
I was ready to offer her the job after watching her fill out the front of the application. But...I had to actually interview her I suppose, so here is how it went....
Biggie T: Ok, I think we have some around here somewhere. Oh, here they are.
Heather: Can I fill it out now?
Biggie T: Absolutely, but use this pad so you don't scratch the table. (why did I say that?...I sounded like a grandmother)
Heather: OK
She brings the application back. I pretend to scan her application with my best silent comtemplative bizness guy face, but all I really notice is "lit major" under educational background and "Victoria's Secret" as a recent reference. If there was a part where she indicated that she was relieved of one of her jobs because she stabbed her boss repeatedly in the neck with a #2 pencil, I totally missed it. So, she's standing there looking all stylish and smart and I just wanted to say "you're hired".
Biggie T: Sooo..I see that you are currently employeed at Turner Broadcasting...how cool is that? What do you do there? (Dumb first question, Biggie)
Heather: I'm an assistant editor for programs that originate from the studio here in Atlanta.
Biggie T: (What I asked...) What hours are you available, considering your other job? (What I was actually wanting to ask.."Do you think that this shirt makes my shoulders look narrow?")
Heather: I'm available from 6pm on weekdays and any hours on the weekend.
Biggie T: (goes into a disjointed ramble about how we are a small company and everyone is expected to do a little bit of everything...blah blah blah. About halfway through I'm even boring himself.)
Biggie T: Well ok then. I'll let Jessica look over your application also and we'll give you a call. (Meaning...I'm totally going to hire you, but I don't want to appear too needy...so I am going to pretend to check your references and wait just long enough that I don't seem desperate and then I'll call you)
Heather: Well, thank you very much for your time and consideration.
Biggie: Thank you! (I think I sounded a little too "chirpy" when I emphasized the "you!" part as I said it. By then all I was thinking about was my Stouffers Stuffed Peppers that was beeping away in the microwave in the breakroom)
Heather: Thank you again for your time. Goodbye.
Biggie: Goodbye. (then for some reason, I did the little "fingers only" wave goodbye thing like you do to a baby. Oh My God...I'm a dork)
I then realized that I had only asked her two questions. And I didn't even think to ask her the most important one..."Should I grow out my sideburns pointy like those cool Japanese guys do now, or should I leave them like they are?"
Long story short...we have our first real employee now. It's going to be wierd kinda...me and Marc and Jessica are more like family and we just sorta found each other. God help her...I sure hope she has a sense of humor. That's the only way she will survive working with us. And...we need to hire two more people actually. Marc and Jessica and I are finally realizing that the three of us can't maintain and grow the business like we want to without some help now.
This is a parable that I remember from school. Isn't it odd that after thousands of years, we are still replaying this every day?
"It was six men of Indostan, to learning much inclined, who went to see the elephant (Though all of them were blind), that each by observation, might satisfy his mind.
The first approached the elephant, and, happening to fall, against his broad and sturdy side, at once began to bawl: "God bless me! but the elephant, is nothing but a wall!"
The second feeling of the tusk, cried: "Ho! what have we here, so very round and smooth and sharp? To me tis mighty clear, this wonder of an elephant, is very like a spear!"
The third approached the animal, and, happening to take, the squirming trunk within his hands, "I see," quoth he, the elephant is very like a snake!"
The fourth reached out his eager hand, and felt about the knee: "What most this wondrous beast is like, is mighty plain," quoth he; "Tis clear enough the elephant is very like a tree."
The fifth, who chanced to touch the ear, Said; "E'en the blindest man can tell what this resembles most; Deny the fact who can, This marvel of an elephant, is very like a fan!"
The sixth no sooner had begun, about the beast to grope, than, seizing on the swinging tail, that fell within his scope, "I see," quothe he, "the elephant is very like a rope!"
And so these men of Indostan, disputed loud and long, each in his own opinion, exceeding stiff and strong, Though each was partly in the right, and all were in the wrong!
So, oft in theologic wars, the disputants, I ween, tread on in utter ignorance, of what each other mean, and prate about the elephant, not one of them has seen!"
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