Tuesday, November 06, 2007

Call Me Chester

Ok I'm going to attempt to make this post as tasteful as possible. In light of what is happening in our neighborhoods particularly with that guy that ran that "sex club" in which he got those boys to do "things" in exchange for Ipods and in light of the dorm matron at Oprah's school being arrested I probably shouldn't be disclosing this. But what the hell I can't not post this.

I am so having a crush on Corbin Bleu. AND HE'S GOING TO BE HERE ON FREAKIN' NOV. 17. Just a second, let me google him and make sure he's 18.

Screw it I've already gotten sidetracked. I am now listening to "Why" on Stabbing Westward's "Wither Blister Burn Peel" album. I am really feeling the song right now and I'm remembering 1995/1996 when the whole vampire thing was totally in. Anne Rice, working at summer camp, Flamingo Ball, my friend Jamie, Christina the "runaway," driving up to Milwaukee just to kick it, etc. Seeing Stabbing Westward live, asking Christopher Hall a question and having him answer it ("Falls Apart" is playing now btw)and and and leaning on him before I actually realized what I was freakin' doing. OMG. Well now anyone can converse with Chris Hall on myspace on his new band the Dreaming's space.

Ok back to Nov. 17. I am actually thinking of blowing off work in order to chase this teenager around. Just a second, I MUST see if he is over 21. I don't want to get arrested.

Screw it. I am still in this self deprecating mood, ie Radiohead's "Creep." That was one of the themes that tied mid '90s Alternative together. And it's a crying shame that I just "got it," I am referring to how this Stabbing Westward album is supposed to go (progress) from the first song "I'm such an a$$hole, God I'm such a stain..," to the third song "What do I have to do? To forget about you," to the last song that ends in suicide. Took me long enough seeing that I got the album 11 years ago. And isn't it scarry how time is passing. I can play the mama in a movie now. CRAP!!!!!!!!

Darn it Chris Hall was so sexy 11 years ago. He's still cool. Check him out on myspace. I guess I'm 11 years older too. I looked like crap when I met him. I looked better in Chicago when I went to the SW concert in '01. I was rocking my low rise jeans, the hair was tight, and some stupid cop bumped into me hard on purpose and some metal (his cuffs, billy club or something) actually injured me.

SW shouldn't have broken up and Industrial music shouldn't have gone out of style. As soon as I knew it was all over I lamented. When I saw how popular Brittney and the Backstreet Boys were getting I got sick! Industrial = "Guilty" by Gravity Kills. There was even an Industrial night on the radio.

PHEW! He's 18. He'll be here on Nov. 17 and I might be blowing off work and going to the mall in my pigtails and going to the parade on Michigan Ave., yes with two babies in tow!

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