S is for Secret Alphabet

Hello Friends,

This A to Z challenge has been fun for many reasons, but one in particular. As a teenage girl I lived in San Francisco and hung out with punk rock bands. I actually lived in the air shaft of a beer vat in a large old brewery for a while, though that is a story for another day. Anyway, I had dreadlocks, gave myself a tattoo, wore vintage aprons over all my dresses, and, read poetry by Exene Cervenka and Lydia Lunch. Exene Cervenka is the lead vocalist of the punk rock band, X. They were freaking amazing. I loved them as did all my girlfriends at that time. We all wanted to be like her. People thought I was trying to emulate her in how I dressed, wore my hair, etc, but I wasn’t really interested in being like her. I just wanted to write like her. I wanted to be a poet. I was not, but lord bless my little heart, I did try.

There is this one song. A cover actually. It is an old Doors song, Soul Kitchen. In the song the lyrics refer to speaking in secret alphabets. We (all my girlfriends at the time. Note: We all had matching martini tattoos on our ankles which we gave each other. We thought we were so hardcore. Ha!) Anyway, we took this idea of the secret alphabet and wrote out our own secret alphabets. These secret alphabets were like little poems. Each line featured a letter of the alphabet and then a themed response. So, it could be a secret alphabet consisted of things I like, loved, wanted, hated, feared, or loathed. It was a way to feel like a poet, but without all the heavy lifting. This A to Z challenge feels a bit like a secret alphabet. When I first thought about participating in this challenge, I immediately thought back to those secret alphabets. We all can write secret alphabets if we want. Share yours if you feel inclined.
You can listen to the song here if you would like. Nothing to look at except the cover of that album, but I still love the song. Now, I clean house to their albums. . .

Love,

S

Buckets of Rain

Hello Friends,
Here in Northern California we are experiencing a drought. Folsom Lake which provides our area with most of our water supply is incredibly low. In fact, it is lower than it has been in over 50 years. People are going out there all the time to find treasures from the past. My brother is hoping to find his wallet and old Vuarnet sunglasses from the 80s. I don’t know that we hold out much luck for finding those. But we need the rain and rain was provided yesterday. Yesterday, the skies opened and the heavens spit hard.

Here is a song in celebration of that. It is a cover of an old Bob Dylan song. There are many covers of this song, but right now this one plays close to my heart. Enjoy.

Love,
S

Talk is Cheap

Hello friends,

The inaugural post. I sit at my desk and I am eager to jump in. To say all that swims around in my heart and head. There is a balance between exposition and reserve. This is a place where that balance is pretty important. You choose to bear things about yourself, warts and all. (I have no warts!) You send your information out into the world and you want to be welcomed. At the same time no one really cares about what you had for lunch, but maybe your family doctor and even then I would be suspicious. Maggie Mason is an amazing inspiration for me. She creates copy in the most open manner, but she refrains from spilling her guts about the mundane.

My posts will focus on being of use to you, my dear friend. This will not be a place where I brag or preen, but rather a place where I try to bring something of value to you. I think I will start with this…

Chet Faker – Talk Is Cheap from Toby & Pete on Vimeo.

Love,
WSW