My srping wasn't romantic this year. I worked as a dog. Travelled as mad. So, I decided that at least I'd smell like a flower. I got a fragrance that is very unusual for me. Rose. Only rose. Pure - Natural - Mono - Royal - Garden - Rose. Just like in the garden of grandpa when I still was a little flower)...
I had a dream that I opened a little boutique of lingerie. Vintage style: think «Les Liaisons dangereuses», think Vivienne Westwood. I had three girls working there - pure dolls, like from an old book.
I, myself, was wearing horse-riding tight pants and horse-riding high boots and lace top. And I had to deal with the visitors - IT guys who went to install wi-fi, policemen who came to check up what's going on.... But no customers)))) And each of these people was astonished when they got in the boutique and saw this magic box inside. With my three dolls).
The window shop was very dark and old and not transparent, decorated with trashy velvet... and nobody could guess what treasures were inside. And I was saying all the time "we don't have the name, girls. we have to invent the right name. We need the right name, just like we are...."
And by the end of the dream I woke up with the name "Dangerous Creatures" - referring both to lingerie and the women, I guess))) so silly dream, but very vivid.
P.S. Nevermind, the most interesting thing is another - these days I had to invent some ad concepts (in reality) and I was hopeless for few days... But as soon as I woke up - I was already armed with some idea for advertising. And it was approved))).
Fantastic P J Harvey as an illustration of a dangerous creature)))
That's my Buddha from Thailand. This is a tiny statuette made from entire piece of rock crystal. I just love this serene and tender photo made by my friends Raketa&Kot who found it for me in Thailand:
After some thousands of km at my home:
BTW, the rose in the backdround - it's, in fact, Depeche Mode best videos dvd, so it looks like my sacre altar, indeed :-))))
And this is "pocket" Buddha, so he can travel with me easily
That's really curious. I've found out what is supposed to be THE VERY 1st HOUSE TRACK in the music history. Unbeliavable. Do you know the very first rock song? Jazz or blues composition? Other?
House music knows its genealogy with a presicion to a single)
So, here it is:
Name: On&On
Date: January 1984
Place: Chicago (Shiiikago as they pronounce it)
DJ: Jesse Saunders
It's kinda of fractured, unpolished and totally undanceable (at least for me being sober). Well, in any case - it's the real biological father of all the house music!)))
p.s. another curiosity (for those who didn't know it): house music derives its name from the Chicago's club Warehouse, so that's why
Last Sunday I saw Nicolas Jaar (see previous post) live set in Milano
And the gig was just great... An hour of complete trance and whole week after was saved, being nourished with that emotional dose. Jaar is composing, playing piano, some tracks have also his vocal
This (video from youtube) is a little piece from Milano.
Going on with recent (little) obsessions Nicolas Jaar just 22 y.o. American-Chilean musician, already recognized by prof.society.
Am literally living on his tracks last few days. In general, such low-beat (as well as minimal and deep house) are probably the only music I'm able to dance to. Ok, sometimes, some groovy-jazzy-funky would go, but I have to be in a really good mood.
Well, back to Jaar and his low beats. I particularly liked as he said in one interview: "more unintentional things happen between the beats")))
"Mi Mujer". "El Bandido". "Encore" has lovely piano.
"With just one glance".. (..you turn my skirt)
in this case probably, with just one beat you turn my skirt) "...the most unintentional things happen..."
Even if I always appreciated beautiful things, there are very few objects that "take my soul". One real "fetish" is crystal buddha. Don't know why it happened. Their transparency and no borders, all is one, right?)
This candle I bought from epic John Moon (the Bambuddha Grove) in Ibiza some years ago. And it goes with me wherever I live or stay. It makes me feel really peaceful.
Then last summer I saw just a perfect thing in Venice - a crystal Buddha by Kenzo for Baccarat. It was a vivid perfection. Big, heavy, full of light and so fluid. I was staying there absolutely magnetized and was thinking if I could spend 4000 euros for it or not. I didn't. (I think my future special one will do it khm-khm;-)
And now my dream comes true. Thanks to my dearest friends (Raketa&Kot, I love you!!!), my another personal crystal Buddha came to me from Thailand.
And it is so special. It is no name, it's tiny, unique, and was found specially for me))). He is mine. My pocket dose of peace and love.
