Beethoven was by nature a volatile person with strong changes of mood. He was easy (too easy many thought) to fury and had a depressive side that grew stronger throughout life. It was reinforced by his increasing deafness which obviously was a huge blow for him as he was famous for being an improvisational, virtuoso pianist and composer. In his despair at being about to lose his hearing, he wrote his testament already as 31-year-old. He just did not know whether he could survive the disease or whether he could bear to live with it.
Beyond the depressive and aggressive side, Beethoven had an almost manic, energetic side. He also had a softer side. A side that often caused the man to fall hopelessly in love. He found all moods in himself – darkness, anger, fear, joy, and through his music he found a genuine way to describe his innermost feelings, how we are and live as humans alternating between light and shadow in our lives with joy and vitality at one end of the spectrum and sorrow and death at the other, and expressed it clearly in his solemn and touching sonata, the “Pathetique Sonata”.
Nancy, Nancy, oh, nauseating Nancy. I heard you were so out of control. I also heard you were the bad, unlikeable bitch who liked to smash rooms to pieces and disliked everything except for heroin, rock ‘n’ roll, and your boyfriend. Did you know I’ve got a weakness for girls with curly blonde hair, red lipstick, who dress in black tank dresses and ripped tights? Baby, I want a girl like you to take precedence over just everything in my life.
Right now, I’m having a femmes of rock moment which inspired me to do this post about women who prefer the comfort of a cold beer to that of a warm man, and whose first love is for ROCK ‘N’ ROLL. Don’t get me wrong. I prefer girl bands with talent and style over feminist bands, with the come-and-get-it flaunt, who are only worthy of a second thought because of their looks.
Almost any old rock girlfriends/groupies had style but I’d take Girlschool, one of the punkiest and fiercest bands to blow up in the late ‘70s/early ‘80s new wave of British heavy metal. Girlschool was the real thing. Those girls were stylish and forceful, but without the pose. And they could rock harder than most men.
Suzi Quatro, another acceptable face of femme rock who formed the Pleasure Seekers, proved that it was possible for a small woman to play bass and sing rocking skin tight leather clothes and be the wild one that all guys wish their tidy girlfriends would be.
It has been a month since she passed away. I’ve tried to figure out what was going on through her mind. Why did she choose to end her life despite her professional success? After reading her blog, I only got to know a fraction of the true Daul Kim. Behind her smile was a girl aching for her loneliness to be gone. She was a deep thinker longing for something more in life than just being a model, an one-of-a-kind who didn’t give in to what others thought of her. Stuck between two cultures, she was often misunderstood both in the Western world and among her fellow countrymen. Here’s an entry from her blog showing her frustration
“seriously korean ppl
stop bullying me
u know what
i have a life
i dont owe you anything
and you dont own me
i dont mean harm, and im just happy to share
my point of views or what i like, its not to offend or to be punk
i respect korean culture as much as possible
im proud to be korean
sometimes i can be ab noxious i know,
but nudity in fashion can’t be considered ab noxious
ok did i ever have a dirty scandal? no
did i ever slut around ? no
is i-D porn? no
do you guys bitch when you see a Caucasian model nude?
a japanese girl nude? a black girl nude?
and when its korean girl nude, you guys get mad angry
and i can be blonde, red, pink haired if i want. im not trying to be anything else
i have every right to do what i want. if a white girl colours her hair black, do u say “oh shes trying to be asian”?
its so silly to restrict korean girl has to be a certain way
this is superiority complex and complex is not …. flattering
its 2009 , it aint the 70’s we dont have 11pm curfew and skirt length regulations
Korea is Korea. its not the world…
and before im korean,
dont be sad or mad because i change
people change! and move on! i grew. and i wont ask you to change
but i AM going to ask for your understandings.
im not gonna say sorry for living my life…”
In this video she talks about Tolstoy and is absolutely open with her cultural differences.
If I’d met you we could’ve read poems together, shared our thoughts and feelings, and danced your loneliness away to techno tunes. We could’ve been friends, but now that you’re gone I’ll never meet you, ever. Poor girl, I feel your pain. You’ll always be remembered.
Autumn already! – But why regret the everlasting sun, if we are sworn to a search for divine brightness, – far from those who die as seasons turn.
Arthur Rimbaud, Farewell
- Bai Chen pinning his blazer to give it an asymmetrical look and a slimmer fit. I love his feather! Photo from Cover Magazine #25, 2007.
- Throw in a safety-pin, an earring and a dash of nail polish, and look like you just don’t give a shit.
- I found this look on The Sartorialist.
- Jethro rocking the trend with a hell of a nice customized pair of Doc Martens at a motherfucking notorious Cobra Snake Gang party.
A quote from one of my favorite film directors Jim Jarmusch. Stolen from Moviemaker.