I went to ACL so I could see two artists- Lucinda William and Bob Dylan. Lucinda was just as much of a cool cat in her songs as she was in person. She came out in boots, a cowboy hat, a black t-shirt with peace sign fingers on it, and a pair of shades. When she spoke to the crowd, it was slow and calculated like John Wayne but had a different twang to her voice that he did. Her sound is unconventional and unlike any other I'd ever heard before. Her sound is so different that the first time I heard her music when Pop played it on the stereo, I thought her voice was horrible and her songs annoying. I was also 13 at the time.
My musical taste has always been similar to my Mama's and Pop's. I guess there are many reasons for it. In part it's because, well, I've been listening to what they play since I was a little kid. And maybe because of it, it's partly why I have a strong affinity for music. There's something in it that brings me immense pleasure and joy. Maybe there's a biological factor to it, and somehow I inherited the "I love Rock and Soul!" gene.
My gringo dad has always loved his rock n' roll. One of his favorite groups was/is CCR and as a result my brother Jimi and I are more than familiar with Creedence. I'm not sure you know, but Jimi is my brother's nick name. His name is James Russel Stitts, but Mama, Pop, and I have always called him Jimi. Notice his name isn't "Jimmy" (like my grandfather's name whom my bro as named after) but instead it's "Jimi." What can I say, Mama was a Hendrix fan.
I love my family. They are my sacred unit. I can think of no greater love than the love I share for my family. I want to add that my mother and I are extremely close. I think my mother is beautiful, amazing, and wildly creative- a true visionary. I try to be humble when my friends tell me how beautiful, wonderful, and creative my mother is and how they wished they had a mom like mine. I try to be humble and say "Ahh you know, she's my Mom. You're mom is sweet too.", when really I think my Mom's a lot cooler and would never want any maternal replacement! Point is mother's are golden, family is sacred.
(I'm not done so don't draw your conclusions yet! I have yet to draw mine!)
To be continued....
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
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