HOW TO HAVE REALLY GREAT FRIENDS

Miss Ten has been quizzing me a lot this week on the nature of friendships, something I think a lot of girls her age begin to take more seriously as a measure of both the quality of their lives outside their homes, and of their perceived worth to others.

Miss Ten: Were you popular when you were a kid?

Me: Hmm...yes, I think so, maybe. At times. I never had any problems making friends, but sometimes my situations were such that I couldn't be as social or connected as I would have like to have been, or just didn't fit in very well with whatever was going on with a group.  I wasn't the most popular person, but I got along with a lot of different types of people. It's a little hard to tell from my perspective now, I guess. I don't feel bad about anything at all. A lot of times I chose to be by myself.

Miss Ten: I don't know if being really popular is important.

Me: It isn't. It's not always a reliable indictor. I mean, you can be really popular and be the nicest person ever, or be really popular and be a total jerk.

Miss Ten: Uh huh. Why is that?

Me: Some people are very charming or talented or exciting to be around, but they don't treat people very well. Their friends put up with them because they feel more important to be close to them. It's weird.

Miss Ten: Yeah.

Me: It's most important that you are kind and thoughtful to your friends, and that they are kind and thoughtful to you. Then you can have fun and no one gets too mad!

Miss Ten: Ha ha!

So, I got to thinking after this convo that I might write down a list (because People Like Lists) of How To Have Really Great Friends. It took a lot of years to nail this one down, but I GOT THIS NOW.

1. You cannot have Really Great Friends -- and by that, I mean people who are amazing and loyal and interesting and supportive and add incredibly to your life -- if you are not already a Really Great Friend to yourself. Sorry, but this is true. This whole thing will inevitably get completely messed up if you have negligible self-esteem, are self-destructive, have all kinds of unprocessed emotional issues that vomit up and over onto others, or if you don't know what is good about you to share with the world. You don't have to be all shiny and perfect, but you must be your own quiet lil' Best Bud. Reasonable confidence and happiness within yourself is very attractive to other people, ya know. Just keep hacking away at that as best you can.

2. Don't be afraid to reach out first. You cannot win if you don't play, as they say, and as always, they are right. If you think someone is pretty cool, talk to them! If they are crappy to you, they are Not Cool, and you can move on. It's sometimes hard to get a new relationship off the ground because it's far more awkward as an adult to get to know someone than when you were sharing shovels in the sandbox in preschool. But give it a shot. You will be surprised how often the other person will be delighted that you are interested in what they have to say.

3. Keep an open mind. It's really important that friends share common interests and beliefs, but you don't need to surround yourself with clones...unless you are a terrific narcissist and in that case should just buy a bunch of mirrors and make kissy-faces at yourself at home instead. Having friends of all ages and lifestyles is tremendously enriching. All those different perspectives can broaden your worldview, and make you a better person for it. Don't automatically count someone out, unless they are Not Cool To You or a Massive Tool or Hitler. Don't be friends with Hitler is Lesson One.

4. Realize that having Really Great Friends is something you have to work at. It's incredibly easy to let friendships fall by the wayside -- we are all busybusybusy allthetime, and there are so many things that pull at our time and emotional bandwidth. But if you want to keep awesome people in your life, you have to honor the investment you have already mutually made, and keep checking in. Even if you only have a few minutes to send your pal a funny Photoshop or ask how the new job is going or set up a 20 minute coffee date, just do it. Do it, do it, do it. You will be glad you did.

5. Do not keep friends in your life who are Not Really Your Friends At All. I swear, a lot of people do not even recognize that they do not truly like ANY of their friends. None of 'em. They are just the people they ended up with -- the obnoxious neighbors or the good-for-my-career co-workers or people who never think of you in terms other than what you can do for them. Some of the aforementioned Not Friends are in the special subsection of Toxic Friends. These are the people that, after you've spent any time with them at all, leave you feeling worse for it: exhausted, sad, pissed off, confused, sucked dry, defeated. Make no excuses for these people, and don't think you can change them, either. Listen to me, you: CUT 'EM OUT. You don't have time to swirl the drain with those who think nothing of dragging you down with them. Spend your time with people who energize you, make you smile, make you think in interesting ways, and who warm your heart. Anything less is a waste. You got time to waste? Nah, me neither.

6. Golden Rule it. If you, with an open mind and kind heart, can extend what is good about you towards someone else, if you can help them to have a better day even in a small way, you will most often receive the same in kind. It is a bit of real magic, but it doesn't work if you keep tabs on what you think a friend "owes you" or that you should get a medal or something. Be nice just to be nice. It is not a race or a game. It's just...nice.

And that's what I know. I hope Miss Ten can bypass a lot of the heartache and confusion that so many relationships can produce, but if not, Ol' Mom is here to talk it out and make a cup of cocoa.




ANOTHER CHILDREN'S BOOK NOT FOR CHILDREN: "SOMETHING FOR SUSAN" (NSFW)







































UNINTENTIONAL PSA: "SHUT YOUR MOUTH WHEN YOU SNEEZE" BY SCREAMIN' JAY HAWKINS

Everyone around here except ME has been getting colds; typical, I think with the change in seasons. Because I I I I I don't want to get sick, I find myself barking out orders to the kids: "WASH YOUR HANDS! COVER YOUR MOUTH! DON'T COUGH RIGHT IN MY FACE IN A CLOSED VEHICLE! USE A KLEENEX, GOD!!!" and things of this nature. I think it would be much more fun to just play this song by the late psychobilly musical pioneer, Screamin' Jay Hawkins. Please to enjoy this very silly song and STAY AWAY FROM ME, SICKIES!





shut your mouth when you sneeze
don't put them funky things on me
you even got your eyeballs closed
i don't know what comes out your nose

shut your mouth when you brush your teeth
i smell your gums you got rotten meat
your face looks like you've just been beat
I'll never sit next to you when you eat

A you're adorable
B i believe you stand a chance
A when the truth is really awful
gee you look like a blown up mutant ant!

A you've got those huge baboon lips
plastic surgery helped king kong's hips
did you, oh did you hear what i said?
a baboon knows that a monkey head

i wish i'd met you before you were born
i could've changed your head for a corn
but you have lived this way too long
and now your folks don't want you to belong

shut your mouth don't try to talk
you're just learning how to walk
i dont know what you have got
they call it this, i say jungle rot!

shut your mouth when you sneeze
dont put them funky things on me
you even got your eyeballs closed
i dont know what comes out your nose


Screamin' Jay Hawkins, "Shut Your Mouth When You Sneeze"

MOM VS. FRIEND

I think most mom-and-daughter relationships are a complex thing, all mashed up with fierce love, old baggage, and an ever-changing world to navigate together. To be truthful, I was relieved that my first child was a son and not a daughter, because at 29 years old, I worried that I had not yet worked out my own issues enough to avoid projecting them onto a mini-me. But at 40 and by then an experienced mom of two sons, I was up for the challenge of a daughter, and one handily arrived.

Miss Ten and I were driving in the car after school a couple of days ago, and rather randomly she asked me, "Are you my friend?" I knew the answer, but had to pause a moment to think of the right way to deliver it to her.

"Well...no, not exactly. We spend a lot of fun time together and like a lot of the same things and are very close, but I am your mom. That's a bigger thing than being a friend."

As I expected, she was disappointed by my answer. "So...you aren't my friend?" she replied sadly.

I looked at her in the rearview mirror for a second. "Oh, sweetie, what I am trying to say is that I am your friend, but I have many more responsibilities to you and commitments than a friend could or should ever have. Let me try to explain."

She sighed a big preteen sigh, and I continued."Think of our lives as one long race, going forward in a straight line, OK? There's a start and and an end. I've been running along the race path for 40 years ahead of you, but we are connected by this invisible line that can't be broken, even though we are so far apart and sometimes you can't see what I'm doing or understand what I am doing. Your friends, though, run right alongside of you. They give you fun and support, but they can also fall behind or go forward or run alongside someone else."

"I'm confuzzled."

"OK. Let me try again. The bottom line is that you can have many friends over the course of your life, but they come and go. If you are lucky, you might have just a couple close ones you'll know all your life. That's just the way friendships go; they change over time, many times, for many reasons. But you have only one mom, and that never changes. No matter what, I will be there for you, even though I might seem far away at times. You might not always like some of the decisions I make regarding you, and you will be very upset with me at times. But I won't go away, even if you are mad at me. I will always be running the race with you, every single day, until I get to the end. I will try to do the best I can for you, and sometimes that means that I can't be your pal or your buddy. I have to be wiser and stronger, even if I don't want to be. And I can't expect for you to take on the adult responsibilities of being my friend, because that isn't fair or appropriate; it's too much to ask. There's a difference to our relationship that is just a lot more important than simple friendship, and I know that's a little hard to understand right now."

She sat in the backseat, quiet while the radio played. After a couple of minutes, she spoke again.

"Do you think we will always be able to have fun together sometimes? Do you think we will always live near each other?"

"I hope so. But no matter what, when we are together we can figure out cool stuff to do, even if it's just hanging out, huh?"

"Yeah."

Happy Mother's Day.




SEVENTEEN WEIRD RECORD COVERS FROM THE VALUE VILLAGE THRIFT STORE IN WOODINVILLE, WASHINGTON!

Woo hoo! I was super-excited to go to a brand-new Value Village thrift store here on the Eastside of Seattle tonight, and as always, went on the hunt for bizarre old album covers to share with you. PAY DIRT! Please to enjoy!

I...I just don't understand what Mr. Taylor is trying to say here. Is this anti-religion or pro-religion? Why is he bursting through the castle/church doors? Is he trying to stop a marriage? Is he late to the altar himself? Is he trying to apologize for wearing an ugly-ass tie and Chucks inside a house of worship? And what does this have to do with clones? I'm never going to be able to know, because I am never going to play this record.































TOP FIFTEEN MUSICAL MISCONCEPTIONS FROM MY '60S YOUTH

I was a born music fan; this is indisputable fact, Jack. I don't remember a time when I wasn't absorbed by rock n' roll. I do remember, however, that I didn't fully get everything I musically took in, which is totally understandable since I was so tiny. Understandable, and funny, since many misconceptions reflected my very, very limited exposure to different ethnicities. Here are 15 things that I got so wrong:

1. I thought the title of the Beatles' "Paperback Writer" was really saying "Take the back right, sir," and had something to do with civil rights and black people riding buses.

2. I also thought "Paperback Writer" was by the Monkees.
























A CHILDREN'S BOOK NOT FOR CHILDREN, MOTHER'S DAY EDITION: "A SURPRISE FOR MOTHER" (NSFW)






































FAN VID: DEERHUNTER "BACK TO THE MIDDLE" (2013)

I am absolutely CRAYZAY about Deerhunter's new album, "Monomania," in a similar fashion to how I was CRAYZAY about their last one, "Halcyon Digest," from the long-ago days of 2010. In a similar fashion to how I was compelled to assemble (with friend WN) a fan video for Halcyon's "Coronado" with twist dancers from the '60s, I was now compelled to make a fan video for "Back To The Middle" from Monomania with a posse of weird toy commercials from the '60s and '70s. I'm consistent like that.

I was fortunate enough to be able to see Deerhunter perform live at Austin Psych Fest just a few days ago, and will see them again when they play Seattle's Bumbershoot festival at the end of the summer. You should go see them, too, because they are a weird and magical band, and Bradford Cox writes these wonderful, wonderful songs.

Please leave this site when you are done watching the video and go to Amazon or iTunes immediately to purchase "Monomania," pardner. Please to enjoy!

Deerhunter, "Back To The Middle"




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30 SECONDS OF A GOAT STANDING ON A HIPPO

Oh, just BECAUSE.

Goat Standing on Hippo




STRANGE VIDEO OF THE DAY: "SNIFFY ESCAPES POISONING" (1967)

I spent ALL and I mean ALL of this lovely rare sunny day combing video footage for a project, and when I came across this, MAN, I had to share it with you! "Sniffy Escapes Poisoning" is hands-down one of the weirdest child safety PSA films I have ever seen. It totally supports my theory that EVERYONE in the '60s was on DRUGS DRUGS DRUGS. Even the "straights" were high as a damn kite, I swear. This film leaves me with a mutsy, hallucinogenic feeling, like you drank 5 hi-ball glasses of Tang and Robitussin and watched old Soviet-bloc "CBS Children's Film Festival" films for  a few hours. Not that there's anything wrong with that. Please to enjoy, and watch out for those Asian red and blue pills!!!

Sniffy Escapes Poisoning (1967)




AUSTIN PSYCH FEST 2013 DAY THREE & WRAP-UP: THE MOVING SIDEWALKS (W. BILLY GIBBONS), THE BLACK ANGELS, ROKY ERICKSON, THE KING KHAN & BBQ SHOW, WHITE FENCE, ELEPHANT STONE, AND THE LAURELS!

My final day of Austin Psych Fest 2013 coverage left off on Day Two, a pleasant Saturday that turned a rain deluge in the late evening, causing performance delays and turning the Carson Creek Ranch site into an incredible sea of grey clay muck that sucked the shoes right off my feet. I was envisioning the final day to the fest to be a sad comedy of thousands of people wiping out in the mud while dancing to one of the many great acts scheduled, or the likely personal tragedy of me wiping out and breaking my camera gear and hips and mind all at the same time. But thanks to the miraculous appearance of morning Texas sunshine, by the tine I arrived at the fest on Sunday the mud had largely dried up and all was well!



























HERE IS A GIF OF PAUL MCCARTNEY BEING SILLY

Finishing up last two photo sets from Austin Psych Fest 2013 as it gets close to midnight here on the Westy Coasty, but I'll save them and the concluding write-up on the festival for tomorrow, when my brain and eyes are fully recharged. Until then, stare at this gif of Sir Paul McCartney being silly. Please to enjoy, yeah yeah yeah!


AUSTIN PSYCH FEST 2013, DAY TWO: DEERHUNTER, OS MUTANTES, BLACK MOUNTAIN, MAN OR ASTRO-MAN?, & QUINTRON AND MISS PUSSYCAT! 4/27/13

I have only two regrets about my second day at the very groovy Austin Psych Fest 2013: that because of substantial tech and logistical issues I wasn't able to get to the grounds until evening, and that I didn't bring a wetsuit. Despite these things, I saw some spectacular performances! Let's go!!

I had seen Quintron and Miss Pussycat before on Bruise Cruise 2012 performing to a happy, wild crowd of Carnival Imagination ship-goers, so hustled over to the Levitation Tent to see their puppet show and another fine oddster performance, complete with Quintron's own invention, the "Drum Buddy!" (Click on the photos to enlarge and go to Flickr for more!)



AUSTIN PSYCH FEST 2013, DAY ONE, PART TWO: BLACK REBEL MOTORCYCLE CLUB, RAVEONETTES, WARPAINT, TAMARYN, & TINARIWEN!

The first full day of festival festivities continues at Austin Psych Fest 2013! In Part One of Day One, I  saw Gary War's one-man shredding machine, the ultra-fun, totally rocking, and adorable Bass Drum Of Death, the Canadian coolness of The Besnard Lakes, and the multi-faceted sound of VietNam, and the day had just started!















GO SEE MORE OF MY AUSTIN PSYCH FEST PHOTOS ON CONSEQUENCE OF SOUND & READ A RAD REVIEW!

Yee haw! I finished last FRIDAY'S Austin Psych Fest photos today, but will put them up in the (later) morning, since I am now LOOPY with eyestrain and happiness about how they turned out. While I enjoy a fermented beverage and sleep for a few hours, please to enjoy this mega-sweet review on Consequence of Sound from my Florida pal David von Bader while viewing some nice shots I contributed (and one from more Florida friends, Rock Cousteau)! Click the link RIGHT HERE! Thank you!