Greek Yogurt and UK Distribution

Today, I ate Greek yogurt. In an effort to either fix myself or drive myself into a deep depression, I'm trying to eat normally. I had oatmal for breakfast, and brought yogurt and a sandwich for lunch. Dunno if I can bring myself to eat the sandwich, but I will try.

In other news, my band is now with Ravenheart Music! It's a small distribution group in the UK that specializes in female fronted rock and metal, and they will soon be distributing our music accross the pond. Hurray!! The show on Friday was amazing, by the way. With the exception of my singing terribly off-key due to my not being able to hear my guitarist for a certain song (AHHHHH.........!!!), everything else was awesome! We even made a valuable contact in the booking agent of Metal Mike, a very cool guy indeed.

And now, I leave you with the conversation I just had with my husband.

potatofoot: well, you got my attention, how can i help?

me: No idea!
Tell me something sexy.

potatofoot: i am at work, in an open room, with three people being able to watch my monitor

me: Hot.
What are you wearing?

We're on Motorhead's website!!

They were nice enough to put our press release on our website!

Check it out here.

Hurraaaaay. :)

Stupid food dreams...

Had a dream I was eating bread. In my dream, I was like "Shit, this breaks my diet.. but it's so good!" and it was. The bread in my dream was super soft and just melted in my mouth.

Gaddamn it.

Once Upon a Time...

...I had my own boutique. It stocked J-Rock/goth/metal/punk fashion, jewelry, and music. 99% of the store was black. All of the people working there were covered with tattoos, with mohawks and dredlocks. They wore denim, leather, and spikes. Death metal, J-Rock, and punk music played throughout the store, AND.. it doubled as a coffee house. Half of the store had small round tables, and there was a stage. On that stage, we did poetry readings. Art exhibitions. Music.
And then I woke up.

GADDAMN IT, HOT TOPIC. Where you once were my go-to place for gothic stage-clothes, now I have to ship my clothes from Hong Kong. And they're still LESS EXPENSIVE than from your store, which now caters to 13 year olds. FUCK YOU GUYS. UGH. I've always wanted my own goth hangout spot. I've never had one, before. Closest I ever got to one was going to a fetish club every few months, or going to a metal show. But even then, it was never good enough. The venues changed to cater to bigger crowds, the people changed, the scene changed.

Where my weirdos at?? Have we become so repressed that we are damned to spend the rest of eternity paying enormous prices for mediocre clothes and shitty music? No. Not me. Someday, I'll have my goth fairy tale. Someday.

RIP Frank Frazetta

At age 92, Frank Frazetta, one of the greatest artists in history, passed away today. As an artist, I've had 2 big influences; comic books, and Disney movies. Frazetta's style helped to shape an entire genre of fantasy art, which my influences were influenced by. I studied Frazetta's work in college, and throughout my growth as an artist, I've learned from his attention to detail and anatomy.

To other "big girls", he was a hero. Frazetta's art showcased the human form and all of it's "flaws", and made them glamerous. Big-butted chicks with flabby thighs and tummies were the princesses. We were the maidens, the heroines, and the goddesses. He loved women as they are, not as we have made them with plastic surgery. He loved muscles, flab, boobs, butts, legs, feet, EVERYTHING. He never failed to make me remember that as an artist, I should draw from life.

Thank you, Frank Frazetta. Your work shaped my life, and my love for art. I'll never remember seeing your paintings for the first time, and thinking to myself, "This is what I want." I can only hope to continue to grow as an artist, and someday make pieces as beautiful as his. Tonight, I'm going to buy some bristol, sit down to some cartoons, and get back to my roots.

Once again, thank you Frank Frazetta. You are an inspiration to us all.

Chick can DRUM..

So last night was pretty bad-ass. I helped out my friend Bobbie in putting together a Battle of the Bands event for Flight of the Valkyries, in which the winner would be able to play first for the show. It was a major success, a ton of people showed up. The bands that played were:

[geist]
Acid Queen
Scarz Within
and
Cypher Lock

All of the bands put up a good fight, but in the end, [geist] took home the glory. But that's not what I wanna talk about. What I wanna talk about is Cypher Lock's drummer, Mariah. Mariah is a girl. Who drums. Mariah is also a big girl. Who drums. And drums AMAZINGLY. Now, I don't know if ya'll know this about metal drummers, but they do a lot of stuff. I mean holy shit, usually metal drummers are pouring sweat and working every single one of their muscles. Well, Mariah made it look easy. Personally, she made that band for me. I was so impressed by her that I wished I could steal her away.

You go, Mariah.

Running..OH GOD

Went on my 2nd run of the year.. lol Haven't run since the fall, and my body was in bad shape. When I did my first on, on Saturday, I knew it would be followed by about a week of soreness. Once I get over the initial soreness of the first week, I'm usually alright. Today, after getting over the hurt, I tried again for 1.5 miles. OH GOD. Once I got to the uphill trail back to the house, I got a massive headache/earache. No idea why, but my ears were pounding with pain. I got back, drank some water, and collapsed.

Methinks I should research whats up with that earache so it NEVER HAPPENS AGAIN.

Also, best news evar.. WILLY GOT HIS JOB BACK!! He's making 50k now, instead of the old 40-something, which means that combined with my 46.5k a year, we're almost making 100k. O_O Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.............. NOW GIMME A HOUSE, DAMN IT.