Cheryl J
archillesSomething Obscure
Now, my kindly readers (all of which I have one, my mother; yes, hello in the back there), I am well aware that this is my first post on this newfangled contraption, but I shall do my best to entertain you in just the way that Donald Trumps hairpiece does for me.
If you must know, this blog will primarily be about music: rock (glam and art my personal favorites), jazz, soul and pop. However, from time to time, I may mention other events and/or make reference to Cher; at this time, I have changed from my course of music to a more racy fare of dirty gossip and outright abuse.
It took me a very long time to even think of what to write in my first post. Think about it - ladies, gentlemen and those who cannot make up their minds - once I make this post, I can never, ever have another first post again. Thus, as I sat upon my humble chair in my humble abode, I could not, for the life of me, think of anything meaningful. Then it hit me, Yoko Ono. It has been my plan, all my life, that whenever something does not work out, it’s her fault, that scheming bitch! If I cannot think of anything to say, I'll talk about her. Yoko, I love you!
A few weeks ago, I actually bought a Yoko Ono album. There were perhaps two main reasons for this purchase: Firstly, I had never actually heard her music, ever, and so I decided that before I judged this great woman, the lady who gave us "Apple", that I should take a listen to her music. Secondly, she was something obscure, and I could transcend popular culture and be better (as always), be more uniquely strange than anyone else. I was so sure that no one else had actually ever heard Yoko sing. Her singing was a myth, like fairies, elves and a good episode of Big Brother. However, I ended up buying Season Of Glass.
If you enjoy a different voice, or if you can get used to it, most of the songs on this album are very interesting and great listening. My particular favorites are "Goodbye Sadness", "No, No, No" and "Nobody Sees Me Like You Do". Unlike her other work, like "Walking On Thin Ice", this album is actually more jazzy, has a saxomophone, which has to be the sexiest instrument in existence, and sounds like a coherent album, as opposed to the crazed babble of a Japanese whale-hunter.
Why is it that people hate her so much? I don't understand. She was married to someone famous, yes, but so what! Please, enlighten me, if you love her, hate her or care to comment so I don't run off to myspace and slash myself.
If you must know, this blog will primarily be about music: rock (glam and art my personal favorites), jazz, soul and pop. However, from time to time, I may mention other events and/or make reference to Cher; at this time, I have changed from my course of music to a more racy fare of dirty gossip and outright abuse.
It took me a very long time to even think of what to write in my first post. Think about it - ladies, gentlemen and those who cannot make up their minds - once I make this post, I can never, ever have another first post again. Thus, as I sat upon my humble chair in my humble abode, I could not, for the life of me, think of anything meaningful. Then it hit me, Yoko Ono. It has been my plan, all my life, that whenever something does not work out, it’s her fault, that scheming bitch! If I cannot think of anything to say, I'll talk about her. Yoko, I love you!
A few weeks ago, I actually bought a Yoko Ono album. There were perhaps two main reasons for this purchase: Firstly, I had never actually heard her music, ever, and so I decided that before I judged this great woman, the lady who gave us "Apple", that I should take a listen to her music. Secondly, she was something obscure, and I could transcend popular culture and be better (as always), be more uniquely strange than anyone else. I was so sure that no one else had actually ever heard Yoko sing. Her singing was a myth, like fairies, elves and a good episode of Big Brother. However, I ended up buying Season Of Glass.
If you enjoy a different voice, or if you can get used to it, most of the songs on this album are very interesting and great listening. My particular favorites are "Goodbye Sadness", "No, No, No" and "Nobody Sees Me Like You Do". Unlike her other work, like "Walking On Thin Ice", this album is actually more jazzy, has a saxomophone, which has to be the sexiest instrument in existence, and sounds like a coherent album, as opposed to the crazed babble of a Japanese whale-hunter.
Why is it that people hate her so much? I don't understand. She was married to someone famous, yes, but so what! Please, enlighten me, if you love her, hate her or care to comment so I don't run off to myspace and slash myself.
This article is very quirky and humourous, and a great article to read. I cant wait for the next one. Keep up the good work!!
and you would never resort to myspace...if you do i will be very very scared and shame on you!
In summary, blue prints for a sunrsie is a more effective comment on the changing nature of what it is to be a whale and to beach-it.
and i like the way you talk solider
and lick your lips...
at ease
I particularly like your references to celebrities and current 'fads' within todays post-modern society- in particular 'Myspace', which i must agree, seems to be the world's 'bitching' forum.
In concluding words, good luck for subsequent postings within this forum- don't get too nasty! I hope to hear from you soon.
funny, distinctive and an all round pleaser for me!
waiting for the next post...
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Nice to see u r getting somewhere even this early after finishing school, i am so proud of you!!!!!
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