“Jenny said when she was just five years old
There was nothing happening at all
Every time she puts on a radio
There was a nothin’ goin’ down at all, not at all
Then one fine mornin’ she puts on a New York station
You know, she couldn’t believe what she heard at all
She started shakin’ to that fine fine music
You know her life was saved by rock ‘n’ roll
Despite all the amputations
You know you could just go out
And dance to a rock ‘n’ roll station
It was alright (it was alright)
Hey baby, you know it was alright (it was alright)”
– Lou Reed
photo of the Lofi Sofias playing as The Velvet Underground by Paul Perreault
Amanda Fucking Palmer blows my mind and my heart. She is relentless in her raw vulnerability, an inspiration, an ardent champion for humanity in all its passion and messiness and ugliness and real-ness.
There is no intermission. Only life.
Photo of Amanda Palmer in Ireland by Stephanie Zakas
Was there ever a time when imagination and love are not more important than ever?
Image: Detail of Sky Pixel 4 – in progress
One of the first bands to captivate my young imagination – I spent countless hours studying the album cover while listening to Candy-O.
life is so groovy! dance, dance, dance! and love, love, love!
Hail Queen Poet Goddess Patti!
(photo credit: FERIAL)
No matter how much we want to hold on, everything changes.
spinning and spinning and spinning
photo: Holly Troy
American. Circus. Hello.
Drawing: Alida Stonebraker
Patti Smith is one of my favorite artists. She inspires me every time I hear her music or read her work or hear her speak. Sensitive, passionate soul.