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October 31st, 2008

ROCK OBAMA

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So a few months ago a friend from college asked me to be a part of this short film he was working on. It is a musical about Barack Obama

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kbgBEsOZkAU


BONUS: An IPHONE GAME has also been developed, which will be released in the next few months.



Message from the director:

hey guys,

the biggest pop culture site on earth is DIgg.com.

RIGHT NOW, register there and and go to http://digg.com/2008_us_elections/Rock_Obama_The_Barack_Obama_Musical_9_glorious_minutes, and vote "thumbs-up" for the film.

All we need is a couple hundred votes and we'll bet on the front page.

October 2nd, 2008

Hello Again

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These quotes have been on my mind for all of the past month and recently I have been inspired to post on here again...so here we go

The Fantasticks
written by Tom Jones & Harvey Schmidt

El Gallo: (describing the scene where two lovers will meet in secret) You wonder how these things begin. Well, this begins with a glen. It begins with a season which, for want of a better word we may as well call- September. It begins in a forest where the woodchucks woo, and the leaves wax green, and vines intertwine like lovers; try to see it. not with your eyes, for they are wise, but see it with your ears: the cool green breathing of the leaves. And hear it with the inside of your hand: the soundless sound of shadows flicking light. Celebrate sensation. Recall that secret place. You've been there, you remember: That special place where once- Just once- in your crowded sunlit lifetime, you hid away in shadow from the tyranny of time. That spot beside the clover where someone's hand held your hand and love was sweeter than the berries, or the honey, or the stinging taste of mint. It is September- before a rainfall- a perfect time to be in love.

El Gallo: There is a curious paradox that no one can explain: who understands the secrets of the reaping of the grain? Who understands why spring is born out of winter's laboring pain, or why we all must die a bit before we grow again?

May 21st, 2008

just sing

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Going to see the Dresden Dolls concert tonight at the wiltern. W00t!

April 23rd, 2008

Curiosity and Thank you

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Any comments or questions about the set list from last Friday?

Suggestions are also welcome.


I had a wonderful time, thank you to everyone for your hugs and thank you to everyone who asked me to dance at Gaskells and FNW A huge thank you to those special few who followed me from FNW to FNB, it made my heart sing.

Thank you Ashley for inviting me to DJ with you, it was a pleasure, one I hope we will have the chance to repeat.

April 16th, 2008

ummm soo yes......

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dance, dance, dance death, more dance


Last night went to Skinnys for west coasty-ness of awesome. Skinnys, is a lovely bar in the valley that has a dance floor and no cover. Every tuesday mostly west coast and some lindy dancers gather there and strut their stuff to a mix of hip-hop and r&b.
It is le fun, I alternated between feeling like a wonderful follow and a passable follow. You see this is the problem when you go dancing and ask world champions to dance.

Tonight I have Highland dance class and then a class in international standard waltz.

Thursday is for le lindygroove

friday I shall be waking up far too early in the morning and driving up to my parent's house, where I will hopefully have enough time to shower before heading over to Palo Alto to Co-dj FNW. Be prepared everyone, there are many awesome and new songs that shall be played.

Saturday - BBQ with my friend Dawn and her new boy Scott and then leaving early, or perhaps getting dressed there might be better.....to be decided....and going to Gaskells!! w00t.

March 24th, 2008

(no subject)

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Easier To Run - Linkin Park

It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something numb
It's so much easier to go
Than face all this pain here all alone

Something has been taken from deep inside of me
The secret I've kept locked away no one can ever see
Wounds so deep they never show they never go away
Like moving pictures in my head for years and years they've played

(If I could change I would take back the pain I would)
(Retrace every wrong move that I made I would)
(If I could stand up and take the blame I would)
(If I could take all the shame to the grave I would)
(If I could change I would take back the pain I would)
(Retrace every wrong move that I made I would)
(If I could stand up and take the blame I would)
(I would take all my shame to the grave)

[Chorus]
It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something numb
It's so much easier to go
Than face all this pain here all alone

Sometimes I remember the darkness of my past
Bringing back these memories I wish I didn't have
Sometimes I think of letting go and never looking back
And never moving forward so there'd never be a past

(If I could change I would take back the pain I would)
(Retrace every wrong move that I made I would)
(If I could stand up and take the blame I would)
(If I could take all the shame to the grave I would)
(If I could change I would take back the pain I would)
(Retrace every wrong move that I made I would)
(If I could stand up and take the blame I would)
(I would take all my shame to the grave)

Just washing it aside
All of the helplessness inside
Pretending I don't feel misplaced
It's so much simpler than change

[Chorus]
It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something numb
It's so much easier to go
Than face all this pain here all alone

It's easier to run
(If I could change I would take back the pain I would)
(Retrace every wrong move that I made)
It's easier to go
(If I could change I would take back the pain I would)
(Retrace every wrong move that I made I would)
(If I could stand up and take the blame I would)
(I would take all my shame to the grave)


Update:

Actually the weekend was pretty amazing. Saturday was my friend Dawn's party, aptly named Dusk Till Dawn. Went over to her place around 4 and did some lovely bbq. Then around 8 or so I started up the music and there was much bluesy goodness. When it got darker we pushed everyone outside to watch Dawn and her friend Pyro spin poi. I played around with my Led staff and then watched several of the boys try it out. Then.... I lite my poi for the first time and spun a bit. It was exhilarating. The sound of the fire is amazing. Pyro gave me a fire hug as congratulations....still high from the thought of it.

March 18th, 2008

(throat clearing)

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Thursday:


AUDITION FOR THE NATIONAL TOURING SHOW OF DIRTY DANCING!!!!!



(happy dance)


and now to schedule several sessions with some of my favorite ballroom dancey people.....although one of them has the nerve to be in northern california this week.... (fist shake)

March 12th, 2008

Verdict

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the words of the high school musical 3 casting director to my agent
"Too precise not enough energy."


So I will be back in LA tomorrow, at least there will be dancing.

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Bored Bored Bored - Attempted to go dancing - foiled by bad music and lack of partners.



Audition went well, nothing quite like being the oldest person in the room and still looking younger than most of the girls because they are wearing so much makeup. Still very odd to be a room with teenagers and their theater moms.


I will not hear if I have a callback until Thursday. Much crossing of the fingers to ensue.

March 10th, 2008

Lyrical Mood

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I have always loved this song, and lately it seems to have new meaning for me.


32 Flavors - Ani Difranco

squint your eyes and look closer
I'm not between you and your ambition
I am a poster girl with no poster
I am thirty-two flavors and then some
and I'm beyond your peripheral vision
so you might want to turn your head
cause someday you're going to get hungry
and eat most of the words you just said

both my parents taught me about good will
and I have done well by their names
just the kindness I've lavished on strangers
is more than I can explain
still there's many who've turned out their porch lights
just so I would think they were not home
and hid in the dark of their windows
til I'd passed and left them alone

and god help you if you are an ugly girl
course too pretty is also your doom
cause everyone harbors a secret hatred
for the prettiest girl in the room
and god help you if you are a pheonix
and you dare to rise up from the ash
a thousand eyes will smolder with jealousy
while you are just flying back

I'm not trying to give my life meaning
by demeaning you
and I would like to state for the record
I did everything that I could do
I'm not saying that I'm a saint
I just don't want to live that way
no, I will never be a saint
but I will always say

squint your eyes and look closer
I'm not between you and your ambition
I am a poster girl with no poster
I am thirty-two flavors and then some
And I'm beyond your peripheral vision
So you might want to turn your head
Cause someday you might find you're starving
and eating all of the words you said
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