Serf Solidarity and other Bits and Bobs
Dec. 1st, 2003 09:13 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tinhuvielThe Feudal Mistress is on vacation today, so that means we serfs will be able to breathe easily without the choking fumes of oppression enveloping our senses.
I left Aunt Tudi and Llew one hour earlier today because I need to make up my time for, hopefully, my last psyche appointment. They say this is the last bit of my evaluation for the surgery and, after that, I should be free and clear. I have an appointment with the nutritionist on Wednesday and that will be the final hoop through which I need to jump for Cigna. I don't think that UHC requires all this hooha, but my reasoning is that, if they do, I'll already have it done and made Cigna pay, since they've been just horrid. Accomplishment and Revenge are a sweet combination.
There's nothing to do here at work at the moment. I'm to leave for my appointment in about 15 minutes and am hoping that, when I return, there will still be nothing to do. It would be nice to catch up on filing and organising my desk for once.
What the hell does this mean?? "Shake it like a Polaroid picture!" How does one shake a Polaroid picture? I just don't understand, but I do like that song. Outkast have outdone themselves. The new release from Speakerboxxx sounds like a b-side of an Earth Wind and Fire record. It's so retro that it makes my heart swell with Uber-Nostalgia.
Llew is going home today to pay rent and other bills. Melanie called him yesterday to remind of these matters. She's quite attentive to such and always keeps the family on schedule. Anyway, I'm to take him home at lunchtime, and he'll be spending a few days there to reconnect with his family. He misses Destiny, I know. I will miss him.
Today, I'm printing out a few festive Pagan Filk songs so I can practice for the upcoming GUUF Women's Circle. I want to do songs that will encourage sing-alongs because I just don't think it's right that I'm the only one singing. The whole circle should be able to join in the worship-via-song if they so desire. Although I'm not averse to the spotlight when I sing (I always wanted to be a rock star, what can I say?), I really think that the audience/performer dynamic has no place in a worship service that focuses primarily on the all-inclusive Pagan Circle. That said, the best way to raise power with the tool of music is to give everyone a voice. There's nothing like people's voices raised in song with a spiritual intent. Black Gospel has this magick. White church music does not. Eddie Izzard had something to say about that.
There’s something weird, something phenomenally dreary about Christian singing. The Gospel singers are the only singers that just go crazy going – joyous and it’s fucking amazing! And it’s born out of kidnapping, imprisonment, slavery, murder, all of that – and this joyous singing! And the Church of England, well, a – all those sort of Christian religions, which, uh – with – ah – which is mainly Caucasian white people, with all the power and money – enough apparent money to make Solomon blush. And – and they’re all singing, “Oh, God, oahhohh bied age is past, our hope for years…” They’re the only groups of people that could sing, “Halleluiah” without feeling like it’s a “Halleluiah!” thing. “Hal-le-lu-iah, Hal-le-lu-iah, joyfully we lark about.”
Time to go see the shrink.
I left Aunt Tudi and Llew one hour earlier today because I need to make up my time for, hopefully, my last psyche appointment. They say this is the last bit of my evaluation for the surgery and, after that, I should be free and clear. I have an appointment with the nutritionist on Wednesday and that will be the final hoop through which I need to jump for Cigna. I don't think that UHC requires all this hooha, but my reasoning is that, if they do, I'll already have it done and made Cigna pay, since they've been just horrid. Accomplishment and Revenge are a sweet combination.
There's nothing to do here at work at the moment. I'm to leave for my appointment in about 15 minutes and am hoping that, when I return, there will still be nothing to do. It would be nice to catch up on filing and organising my desk for once.
What the hell does this mean?? "Shake it like a Polaroid picture!" How does one shake a Polaroid picture? I just don't understand, but I do like that song. Outkast have outdone themselves. The new release from Speakerboxxx sounds like a b-side of an Earth Wind and Fire record. It's so retro that it makes my heart swell with Uber-Nostalgia.
Llew is going home today to pay rent and other bills. Melanie called him yesterday to remind of these matters. She's quite attentive to such and always keeps the family on schedule. Anyway, I'm to take him home at lunchtime, and he'll be spending a few days there to reconnect with his family. He misses Destiny, I know. I will miss him.
Today, I'm printing out a few festive Pagan Filk songs so I can practice for the upcoming GUUF Women's Circle. I want to do songs that will encourage sing-alongs because I just don't think it's right that I'm the only one singing. The whole circle should be able to join in the worship-via-song if they so desire. Although I'm not averse to the spotlight when I sing (I always wanted to be a rock star, what can I say?), I really think that the audience/performer dynamic has no place in a worship service that focuses primarily on the all-inclusive Pagan Circle. That said, the best way to raise power with the tool of music is to give everyone a voice. There's nothing like people's voices raised in song with a spiritual intent. Black Gospel has this magick. White church music does not. Eddie Izzard had something to say about that.
There’s something weird, something phenomenally dreary about Christian singing. The Gospel singers are the only singers that just go crazy going – joyous and it’s fucking amazing! And it’s born out of kidnapping, imprisonment, slavery, murder, all of that – and this joyous singing! And the Church of England, well, a – all those sort of Christian religions, which, uh – with – ah – which is mainly Caucasian white people, with all the power and money – enough apparent money to make Solomon blush. And – and they’re all singing, “Oh, God, oahhohh bied age is past, our hope for years…” They’re the only groups of people that could sing, “Halleluiah” without feeling like it’s a “Halleluiah!” thing. “Hal-le-lu-iah, Hal-le-lu-iah, joyfully we lark about.”
Time to go see the shrink.
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Date: 2003-12-01 06:39 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-01 08:13 am (UTC)Great, now you got me thinking about him again...
Date: 2003-12-01 08:50 am (UTC)Why is that man that sings for that band so hot? Why?!
Re: Great, now you got me thinking about him again...
Date: 2003-12-01 08:51 am (UTC)Hot Hot Hot!!!!
Date: 2003-12-01 09:26 am (UTC)Re: Hot Hot Hot!!!!
Date: 2003-12-01 09:48 am (UTC)Re: Hot Hot Hot!!!!
Date: 2003-12-01 07:32 pm (UTC)Re: Hot Hot Hot!!!!
Date: 2003-12-01 10:27 pm (UTC)Re: Hot Hot Hot!!!!
Date: 2003-12-02 04:02 am (UTC)Joyfully we lark about...
Date: 2003-12-01 08:51 am (UTC)Re: Joyfully we lark about...
Date: 2003-12-01 08:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-01 11:57 am (UTC)