well, i'm sposed to clean house, but i'm gonna write a bit, instead. i'd pegged the following tune for a lieber-stoller, w/its clever lyrics, but have long-wondered who first-performed it. youtube, of course, brought the answer. youtube is quite an amazing repository of history, the modern-day alexandrian library of popular culture, maybe... one bad stud by the honey bears (1954)
today was quite an adventure & confidence-booster. i remembered in part who i am... maybe you have forgotten in part who you are, & if so, may that knowledge be restored to you!
you see... james is a mutant & i am not, but we are BOTH superheroes. he has said so, & it might be true. (i know it is of him.) we're also from different planets than earth, maybe... not the same planet, but not earth, so we're in that together... anyways, i had one of those superhero-feeling moments today, & it lasted a good while... i was cresting a gigantic rock overlooking a desert valley on a last-second hike, cresting it while wearing a dress cause i'd been to a buddhist meeting earlier & didn't know i'd be hiking up mountains. i'd swapped out my sandals for these yucky crocs i had in the back of my truck & donned my texas 10-gallon & was hopping around & thinking how easy it was to climb boulders, & at MY AGE! i felt doggone lucky & also empowered... then flashed on some superheroish memories i'd not thought of in a good while.
a few yrs back i played in a large band & the band voiced that i was the band stud cause i could hear song changes & report them to the other band members so we could learn new songs beyond the standard structure. they started out by surreptitiously putting truck nuts on my truck. i cut them off. then the truck nuts showed up strapped to my keyboard stand. i didn't notice til we'd finished a gig. i was embarrassed at the time, but in retrospect, i am flattered... tho i was criticized by one band member for being "so nice," & "so sweet," in another sense, where it really mattered (musically!), i was formidable!
(i know i can be a people-pleaser, wishy-washy, moody, but when it comes to music, i know what i love & i know what i can do & if i am put on stage, i WILL kick butt because that is what i do [thank you, mom & dad, for not raising us to be doormats where our talents are concerned])... then in the early years of the best bakersfield line-up of my now-moribund band (the lineup that was most on board w/me being leader & had taken the time to learn a bunch of my originals), we were standing around one night after a show w/candye kane (who definitely is a superhero & later released a CD by that name that is KICK-ASS!!) & candye asked them, "so who IS the one bad stud in this band?" they all laughed. "jenny," said one. "yeah, jenny's the stud," said the other... i've had other feelings of studliness while in the music realm, & i know james has built his entire career on being a stud for being such a blues bad-guy or bad-a**, so tough, charming, talented, confident, authentic, & respectful of carrying on the canon... i definitely defer to james's studliness, but it was kinda nice today to remember my own moments...
ok, dang, now i gotta go clean the bathroom.
(ps - i love my husband.)
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