Blink Kitty Love

A CONCERT WE AGREE ON

Joan Jett (Happy Birthday!) is trying to reclaim the verb "to rock" for rock and rollers*. This is a cause we can support.  So we've stopped using it as a general description of cool things and begun using it as a very specific description of the wonder of Joan Jett.  She so capital R-O-C-K-S rocks, her concert was awesome and now we have a lot of songs to look up, listen to and download.  And a t-shirt and maybe a hoodie to buy.  

Joan Jett at the York Fair, September 13th, 2011.  Jett made us laugh, sing, shout, smile and dance.  And looked like she was having a blast the whole time.  One of the best parties we've been to:  we had a great time, everyone around us had fun and the music continued excellent all night.  Joan Jett rocks enough to personify the verb and can do it again in our vicinity any time she wants. Please.  

 

And the songs we can't get out of our head?  Here goes:

 

Ty   mood: pushing the speed limit

"Hold tight (hold tight) hold tight for the ride of your life
And the lovers go by so fast
Here it comes, here it comes feel it comin’
Backlash backlash backlash"

"Backlash" Joan Jett and The Blackhearts

 

Tinker  mood:  singing it loud because it's fun, darn it

"Talking's fine
If you got the time
But i ain't got the time to spare
Yeah"

"Do You Want To Touch Me (Oh Yeah)"  Joan Jett and The Blackhearts

 

TK  mood:  can't pick one and won't admit to either

"Ah, now I don't hardly know her 
But I think I could love her
Crimson and clover"

"Crimson and Clover"  Joan Jett and The Blackhearts

"I love playing with fire
And I don't wanna get burned
I love playing with fire
And I don't think I'll ever learn"

"I Love Playing With Fire"  Joan Jett and The Blackhearts

 

Tammy   mood:  too many moods (aside:  you can say that again)  (also:  please don't) (and yes:  talking to self, I know)

"Can't stay at home, can't stay at school
Old folks say, ya poor little fool
Down the street i'm the girl next door
I'm the fox you've been waiting for"

"Cherry Bomb"  Joan Jett  

*and we quote Ms. Jett, from a Jackson Free Press interview by Neola Young:  

"We use "rock" as a verb, and everybody's rockin'. Everybody's rockin', and they're rockin' the dress, and they're rockin' this. I'll tell ya, for me, it's kinda sickening. Rock means nothing. It doesn't hold what it used to hold in the '70s. It's a dead word.

How can you influence taking back the word, what it means? 
I don't know. I don't think you can. It's just, you just have to go out and do it and hope that you get people to notice and go, "OK. That's what rock means." You know, everything comes and goes in a cycle, and soon enough the word will fall out of favor, and there'll be another word used and then the word "rock," "rock 'n' roll," "rock star" will take back the original meaning."

 

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Thank you Joan Jett!

COFFEE NIGHTMARES

Yes, we have been spending a bit too much time at the local green + marine themed coffee hangout. And all they keep playing is 1, the collection of Beatles #1 singles.  And we don't like it anymore. We never really liked it much.  The trouble is, we know all the words, so we sing along EVEN IF (and this is important), we can't stand the song.  The staff is starting to look a bit wild eyed, with increased muttering, and we worry what we'll see and hear the next time we need a latte fix.  (For the record: TK, green tea latte + Ringo; Ty, coffe, black + Paul; Tinker, pumpkin spice latte with soy + silly love songs; Tammy, depends on her day and mood, but usually involves double or triple something + Lennon when he was pretty).

And here's what we fear next week might look like: