Thursday, June 17, 2010

Molly's Chambers

I pick this outfit for my song choice.... not the other way around.

The rock, the sex, the embellishments. I love it.

Music has the ability to take you out of your real life and plunge you into an entirely new world for about 4 minutes. it may not be the vision of the artist(s) but it is what you take out of it that is important.

I love the feeling of being enveloped in a world created out of thin air and shoved into my brain through my ears... I know its weird to put it that way but whatever.

I started reading this interview with Anthony "Caleb" Follow ill from Kings of Leon who makes a quick point of describing his intent for the song "Molly's Chambers". I know it should be moderately self explanatory when you listen to the lyrics, but the way he describes it is quite lovely:

"Caleb: “Molly’s Chambers,” that’s a song about a girl that, if you ever come across her and you get your opportunity, you’d better take it. Because ah, she might eventually mess you up, but it’s worth it. The song tries to recreate the musical vibe of how she can captivate you."

Well maybe Lovely isn’t quite the word, but later in the interview they mention their writing process. it is less about the mechanics of the song and more about putting feeling into it, and getting that feeling across. Now everyone has a different writing style but I think that is the mark of an artist... not following what "should be" but following what you want (it) to be. Sure you can bang out the simple chords that create a pop song that will sell sell sell. But what does that make you? successful in one sense, but not an artist that’s for sure.

"Molly's Chambers" to me, is about that girl that we all know (and love to hate) because she seems to be everything that we want to be, she exudes sex and confidence and has the kind of swagger that digs her heels right into your heart.

Free - is all that she could bleed
That's why she'll never stay
White - Bare naked in the night
Just lookin' for some play
ust another girl, that wants to rule the world
Any time or place
And when she gets into your head
You know she's there to stay

You want it
She's got it
Molly's Chambers gonna change your mind
She's got your... your pistol
Molly's Chambers gonna change your mind

Slow- She's burnin in your soul with whispers in your ear
It's okay Ill give it anyway, Just get me out of here
You'll plead - you'll get down on your knees
For just another taste
And when you think she's let you in
That when she fades away

Thursday, May 20, 2010

Jog förstår inte

I love clogs.

I used to hate clogs... but that was when my very Swedish mother forced me to wear them with dresses, while painting, while gardening, while shopping, while baking, basically if my mother could have legally glued the shoes to my feet i think she would have.

There is a painting in my parents livingroom that i hated all of my life. it didnt match anything else in the house, it was GIANT and blue and then it had this lime green square that seemed to scream at me every single time i looked at it. i told her once that i was going to paint over it. she agreed (because for some reason she thinks i am a fabulous painter)... i never did though. she always told me "one day you will like that painting" and now that time has come. the reason i bring this up is because of the clogs. i dislike, then i love.

Chanel started the trend this year with incredible studded clogs with an ass kicking heel that just demands that i own them. The Music to my Clogs is going to be "Get Lucky" by Dragonette. my reason - just because.

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

An intro and my reasoning

So the other day I started a blog entitled "there is no fat in fashion" and I was going to delve into my struggle to squeeze my butt into designer denim made for long legged beauties with “derriere’s” rather then “trunks”. You see, I love clothes, I love fashion, and I LOVE risks. But unfortunately I don’t love my thighs, or my arms, or my waist. That being said… I thought, what better way to motivate myself to lunge and thrust my way into a smaller sized dress then to record my daily runs and boot camp classes.

I could NOT get motivated… trust me, I am at the gym every single day… but writing about it!? That is a totally different story. I love to write, but I tend to write when I am passionate, and I am not quite passionate enough about my lack of or abundance of fat to sit here and go on in lengths about it.

So then I thought again…. And it came to me. I LOVE music, I eat breathe and sleep fashion and music. So why not write about that!?

And then it hit me… the music industry, and fashion industry is tied together in so many ways. It could be a muse, or a feeling, an experience, that strikes both musicians and designers the same way to create their art and push the boundaries.

So now that I have decided what to write about… I am going to go about it differently each time until I find a more common theme to link my stories together.

Like an organic hippy experience… and similar to how I would imagine the first carrot cake was created. Ladies and gentlemen…. Let me be your carrot cake.