misplaced mama

I can’t even figure out how to make those links in the previous post come up. Sorry. I am bummed because I collected some rad images. Some work though. Others don’t

-the technically challanged mama

This isn’t Mia’s Top 10. This is mine and there are only 8. Right now Mia has only a Top 3: The Curious George Soundtrack, AC/DC’s High Voltage, and her friend Adri’s Birthday Mix CD with her finger on track 5 over and over again (Rocking’ Robin). She plays those songs on her little CD player all day long, dancing around on her tippy-toes. So her 3 don’t make the cut in my Top 8. Besides, my list is a dedication to Goddess (the singular indicating that together we are One Big Phat Eclectic Goddess).

These tunes come from those with a womb, and blessed be that womb regardless if they have carried human life, they carry a seed of healing sound. Girls who rock, rock.

1. Sade, Lover’s Rock Sade is as smooth and delicious as cappuccino crème brulee. She is right, honest and true. There is a coastline of perfect iridescence that I want to visit and it’s Sade that brings me there. She gives me love like the goddess Eurzulie does; sensitive, sensual, and laden in bronze.

1. Dezarie, Gracious Mother Africa I stumbled across D while trying to buy tickets online to the High Sierra Music Festival. Her voice streamed out of some feed from the website and my still hips and proud shoulders started to loosen and move. She has been blessed with radical and divine communication. Her fire desire is to speak to the people about injustices and poverty and equal rights for I and I, all of us, One. Larger than life her presence is queeny for sure. She shares the power of Brigit, a poet and healer not swayed by any others.

2. X, Beyond and Back, The X Anthology. Xene. Hot. Raw. Bold. Roots. Rock. A total duality. Because she is so hardcore, her poetic and Los Angeles rootsy side might get overlooked. I see a deep and hard chick who has rad hair and a real body. And I also hear this punk lunge into real root music. The guitarist is more than fine and da drums ain’t joking. Xene takes twists and turns and metal’s edge meets punk-pop styly. She takes you down a soft and stretchy road and then slams you against a brick wall. And we all need to get slammed once in awhile. She is like Atlantia, Goddess of the unexpected musical slam bam and give thanks to the wo-man.

3. Mia Doi Todd, Manzanita I’ll never forget the night Mia came up to me at Dub Club, a weekly club that our sound system was resident at for a while. She is slight with a bright aura. A pixie crossed with a faerie crossed with a cat. Black eyes that I swore I saw an angel swimming in. She handed me a flyer. It was a vibrant shot of a field of wildflowers with a skyline growing in the distance. It was taken somewhere smack downtown Los Angeles. It had her name across it. “I just put out my first record.” She proceeded to tell me about a show she was doing in that spot the following week. Not long after that night if you hadn’t heard of Mia Doi Todd then what the heck were you listening to? A KCRW sweetie pie and the girlfriend of Saul Williams. She is both haunting and sugary sweet. Like Aphrodite, with her guitar in arms, she is crystalline adoration and affection.

5.Erykah Badu, Baduizm Once when we landed at LAX, I think we may have been coming from NY or something, I saw Ms. Badu. We were standing at baggage claim and I felt this slivery moon-like presence around me. A grand matriarch presence that made me feel real safe. I couldn’t figure it out but I knew a soul sister, a sage, a spirit from the center of a musical hum was near. Sure enough, my eyes searched around the space and quietly, in a corner, against a wall, stood Empress Badu. She had an acoustic guitar, caseless, in her hand. Her head was shaved bald and her arms displayed magical artwork. I watched as a fan approached her and she dealt with him in such a kind and sensitive way. Like her music. Soft, sweet, polite, and sexy. And though she is a radical, a warrior birthing goddess, she is also Eurzulie, sensitive. So sensitive. Her music reveals that vulnerable side. Her message massages with gentle beats and riffs.

1. Naomi and the Curteous Rudeboys The partner of an old friend of mine, Naomi mixes Edie Brickell and India.Irie and her own amazing coastal meets mountain quality of sounds from the roots up. She is high and flying and pixie-like with the grounding of drummy and bassie. She is Ella, The Forest Queen of All Faes. She makes me happy. Silly. Smart. She makes me think. She is everything but Bling and I love it. Good music to play hard to. Wear combat boots to. Wrap up your hair to and just get dirty in the garden with.

2. Joan Jett And The Blackhearts Need I say more than this? I love Rock n Roll. This goddess is the essense of earth and air and aura. She is golden as gold and dark as black and I love her. I wanna be her. She makes me want to jump all day long. Leather. I want leather. I want to wear leather and save the world with Joan Jett singing in my background. Durga. Joan is Durga. Her voice destroys all evil at the door my mind’s door.

8.Sister Nancy Okay, this is a single that has been in my life for a long time. I pull out this vinyl and put the needle on the groove of the song Bam Bam by the Queen Sister Nancy whenever I need divine inspiration. I suggest that everyone who loves to dance and loves powerful, big hearted, mama goddess booty-lishious-shakin-skankin, go to wherever it is you high-tech types go and download this tune. I named a business of mine after a line in her song (From Creation). I gotta share the powerful message of this song…here are some of the lyrics LOOSELY from Patios:

I say one thing Nancy can’t understand One thing Nancy can’t understand What makes them a talk bout mi ambition Say what make them a talk bout mi ambition Some of the they ask me where me get it from Some of them they ask me where me get it from I tell them no no It’s from Creation I tell them no no It’s from Creation. bam bam, ey, what a bam bam, bam bam dilla, bam bam bam bam dilla, bam bam

What faith. What faith. She get’s her ambition from Creation, it’s not just about her, but about all that surrounds her: It is the beauty and inspiration of all creation that keeps her singing. Nancy is her own Goddess. Her own Goddess.

We all are.