Sunday, 28 August 2011

Little Ole Me



Now a brief introduction to myself. I'm 31. I was born in the summer of 1980 to Marg & Barry. I have one older brother who is 40 in December, he is partially responsible for some of my more questionable music tastes as the sound would drift down the hallway and under the crack of my bedroom door. Whitesnake mingled in with The Smiths, Sex Pistols, The Police followed by Bon Jovi, no wondered I ended up with such schizophrenic music tastes I was slowly being brainwashed as a child while I slept. 

My first single I ever bought was Who's That Girl by Madonna. At seven, I think that was a pretty good choice. By the end of the eighties I hit high school and the world of rock music  and rebellion was introduced to me. I said goodbye to my Barbies and Michael Jackson (no joke intended! Bad was one of my first favorite albums) and hello to Guns 'n Roses, Pearl Jam, Aerosmith, REM & Husker Du. I started to spend longer and longer in my room as I tried to wait out puberty. 

I started smoking and drinking and cursing. I hung around street corners at night with my friends and removed rear view mirrors & radio aerials off of parked cars with sporting equipment for fun. I watched late night horror movies and frightened myself so much I couldn't sleep. I grew my hair long and wore the same old boots for most of high school. I would go days without speaking, locked inside my own head convinced the world didn't understand me. I watched far too much television. I dreamt about being in a band and took up learning the guitar but dropped out of music class when I realised it required hard work. I really found my niche in Art and I never skipped a single class. I loved painting, I still do. The posters on my walls of unicorns and rainbows were replace by posters of bands and half naked heartthrobs. I discovered the real reason god put boys on the planet and I was reborn. 

House party after house party, beer and stupidity ensued. I discovered weed. I discovered The Doors (really i think them 2 discoveries came hand-in-hand). I had no idea what I wanted to be when I grew up, and now I am grown up, I still don't know. I continued to have fun until the clock struck 12 in 1999. Now life is very boring and quite serious, sometimes when I'm sat at my computer at work drawing something up to sell someone something, I like to think back to those beautiful times when all I had to worry about was my breast size and smile. I have no regrets about how my life is turning out (I am also quite happy with my current breast size), things are actually pretty good and I'm sure there are plenty of crazy days ahead, but if someone asked me if i'd like to give my young adulthood another go. I'd say HELL YES in a second! 

Peace & Love

Holly

xox

Celebrated Summer

Bye bye summer. I've had better I'm gonna be honest. *sad face*

Friday, 26 August 2011

Heathers


I was always a 'Veronica' and never a 'Heather', and maybe that's why as I grew I developed a personality. But Heathers was always a film I could relate to, I didn't secretly want to kill my girl-friends at school because they were hopelessly shallow and vacant to the point of being space itself. Infact, I was in the 'crazy - don't talk to them' weed-head crowd at school, all long hair and army boots. Which meant that I avoided the trials and tribulations of being or not being popular, but still that doesn't mean that I didn't observe them from a distant corner somewhere, bemused. 

I find it very hard to believe anyone would be brave enough to make this film now. A comedy about teenagers who kill off the popular kids at high school, at first a prank gone too far that quickly escalates to a planned mast homicide. Back when this film came out it seemed so extreme, that it was safe to laugh and not feel guilty. Like a Tom & Jerry cartoon. Because this would never actually happen, right? But heavy subtext aside, this film is genuinely funny and it should be just taken for what it is, an 80s teen comedy that bites back at you and draws a little blood. In a world of 3D smurf movies and remakes of remakes of remakes we can only remember with fond memories how good and original movies used to be. You could rewatch them until you knew ever quote and every background song. I've seen this film SO many times I could talk you through the whole film. I won't, but just know that I could if I wanted to.
Remember when Christian Slater was cool, and everyone was saying he was gonna be the next Jack Nicholson, because they had similar sounding voices,  vulcan-esque eyebrows and a forehead that went on FOREVER…? Well this is the role that earned his place on my bedroom wall and in the hearts of many teenagers (helped along by his role as DJ Happy Harry Hard-on in 'Pump Up The Volume' but we will cover that in another post). I remember seeing this film as a girl and wanting a boyfriend like JD, with his motorcycle, earring and homicidal tendencies. A trend I thought I'd grow out of eventually, but alas the change never came. 
Also worth watching just to remember the days when Winona ruled the world, and every month she'd be in another film playing a misunderstood small-town teenager who falls in love with the crazy/dead/scissorhanded weirdo kid just to be rejected but find her true self. But don't get me wrong, that's what we all loved about her.
Watch this film now, tell your boss you don't feel well, go home and on the way pick up some snacks, beer and a copy of this on dvd. Go now. Rebel a little, it won't hurt you.

"I like it. It's got that what-a-cruel-world-let's-toss-ourselves-in-the-abyss type ambience."

Peace & Love

Holly

xox

Soundtrack Highlight/Big Fun - Teenage Suicide (Don't Do It)


Wednesday, 24 August 2011

Lips Like Sugar

Just when you think you've caught her, she glides across the water,
She calls for you tonite, to share this moonlite.



Sunday, 21 August 2011

Out of the Cellar


As I dig through the cassette treasures I've found in the depths of the house ironically I came across, Ratt's Out of the Cellar. This is one of my guilty pleasures, this 1984 album features probably their best known song 'Round & Round'. Personally, I hate this song. I don't know if it's the overplaying on the radio or the fact that there are better songs on the album, it lies there in the middle of side 1 which makes it impossible to skip with any ease. This only amplifies my annoyance.
But my favorite track is 'I'm insane' and that song almost always features on tape mixes I do for my friends. I must say I find it very easy to put into words what I hate about certain songs, albums etc. but find it incredibly difficult to explain what I love about something. I love this song, and hearing it makes me happy. I think you should listen to this song so it's makes you happy too. Other stand-out tracks worth a listen have to be 'She Wants Money' (another song perfect for dancing round like a crazie) & 'The Morning After' (bizarro funny lyrics 'lift your skirt, high in the night?!' - not sure if they're suppose to be funny). If this back-combed monster album comes clawing it's way straight out of your 80's metal cellar. I say 'Let it out!!'

Peace & Love

Holly xox

Tuesday, 16 August 2011

He's So Strange

One of my all time MOST favorite songs. Ever ever.

Nightmare on Elm Street


In the 80s & the start of the 90s my mum had a video rental business, and she would keep some of the stock at home, under the stairs. Supposedly hidden from me. Now let me tell you something about me, I'm a hide and seek champion, if you hide something from me, chances are I'll find it. Christmas presents, Car keys, Beer - no match for my powers of deduction. Anyway far back in my youth, during a sleepover with my friends we decided to obtained a video to watch from the stash, and on the recommendation of one of my friends at the time, this film was the first. I'd never seen a horror movie apart from Lost Boys, which to date is still my number one favorite film of all time, and although it was a little scary it was about the level of Goonies with teeth. 
For a girl of about 8, I'm not sure a film about a dirty old heinously disfigured child killer with a hand of knives that invades your dreams and kills you may have been the best choice. And for the years of therapy later I can definitely say it wasn't. But this film really did genuinely scare me as a kid, to the point that I had recurring Freddy dreams weeks and months afterwards. I started to suffer from some pretty trippy night terrors, and spent most of the next few years sleeping with the light on. 

But in some unhealthy way this experience made me obsessed with horror films as I grew older. And that credit lies solely with Fred Krueger. From the Jaws-esque Freddy hand in the bath, the freaky long arms in the alley, the tongue telephone and possibly the greatest death scene on film, liquidation by your own bed. The amazing eighties soundtrack that is the music equivalant of nails down a chalkboard. This film is a classic, watch it now and if you've already watched it some years ago and merely skimmed over it because it's not 'serious' horror, re-watch it. 
They just don't make films like this anymore, and that's a real shame.

"Just tell me who did it, I'll go get him, baby!" 

Peace & Love

Holly

xox

Soundtrack Highlight/ Terror in the Tub - Charles Bernstein

Tuesday, 9 August 2011

Nice Boys Don't Play Rock 'N Roll

Now I do love G'N R but the original of this song is Fierce. With a capital F. Face melting Fierce.
Rose Tattoo, go buy every record they've ever made. It's my birthday on Thursday, instead of getting me a gift go buy yourself a Rose Tattoo album. Please. Trust me.

Sunday, 7 August 2011

Hey Ladies!

Nothing says 'sexy' quite like Polyester clothing and a cowbell.

Friday, 5 August 2011

Tuesday, 2 August 2011

Too Fast For Love

Seriously, say what you haters wanna say, I was Crüe for LIFE after hearing this album at a friend's house. And nothing gives a rush of blood to the head (in all senses of the term!) quite like this cassette. These songs just make me wanna dress slutty and get drunk, forget that I have a job to hold down and rent to pay. Fun, loud, obnoxious but strangely melodic is how I like all my bands, this one is no exception. But I must admit it I wasn't a fan in my youth, Shout at the Devil was my first & only Motley Crüe vinyl. Soon seeing the error of my ways and purchasing Too Fast on cassette later down the line. And although Guns 'N Roses were my number one band-love as a teenager, Crüe are now a close number two. Partly down to Nikki Sixx. He always looked SO fuckin' cool! par exemple....
And also down to the fact that Crüe always looked like they were having more fun than everyone else, and in hindsight they clearly were! You either loved these boys or you didn't, and I wish I'd been on the Crüe train from the start I'm sure it would've been quite the ride! :D
So to right some wrongs I'm paying homage to the Crüe, proving that wearing your sister's makeup and jeans gets you all the ass you can handle. Teaching every teenager that you can wear what the fuck you like as long as you've got the attitude and brute strength to back it up. I'd like to take a little few minutes out of my day to salut Motley Crüe for the ride we never had!


Peace n Love


Holly xox


Crüe Highlight / Starry Eyes


I'm Eighteen

I gotta get out of this place....I'll go runnin' in Outer Space!

Monday, 1 August 2011

No Country For Old Skaters

When I was a kid I had a BMX not a skateboard, partly down to the fact that I liked my knees with skins on them. But I was aware of it's existence but I claim to be no kind of expert. That said, I love the style and fashion linked to skateboarding, especially during the eighties. If your tee doesn't give passers by a headache, you need to buy a new one. And denim should never look like it hasn't worked hard for a living. Customised and bastardized until you've made it your own, an ethic I still work with today.

No film better encompasses this vibe than Thrashin'. A west side story set on the skate ramps of Venice Beach where 'The Daggers' rule. Unfortunately 'Hook' the leader of 'The Daggers' younger sister is from outtatown and has a taste for clean cut uncool Valley ramp boys with no piercings (Josh Brolin). This causes no end of embarrassment to 'Hook' when he finds out, and triggers a gang battle the likes of which we have never seen, hot car park pursuits, late night duels by gaslight and a downhill of death. So many music skate montages I lost count. This been on account of the soundtrack being SO rad, with Meatloaf serving up the title track, and Red Hot Chili Peppers & Circle Jerks following. And a cameo from Tony Alva (not singing! - just Thrashin').
If you love to see an uncool underdog sock it to a guy who wears too much hair gel and delibirates over whether he should wear the skull earring or the hoop, then this is most definitely the movie for you. If you loved No Country for Old Men and thought to yourself 'I wonder what this film would be like with teenagers on skateboards?', then again, this movie is definitely for you! If you ever wanted to skateboard down Hollywood Blvd & Vine Street and wanted tips on the route to take or leave your house via a roof ramp instead of the front door, then stop reading because you've found what you're looking for. Buy a copy before it becomes another dvd casualty.
Here come the Daggers!
Peace and Love

Holly xox

Soundtrack Highlight / Staring Down The Demons - Animotion