My Abuelito gave me my first 45. (As in the record type.) I was about 3/4 years old. It was Gloria Estefan and Miami Sound Machine. One side was ‘Conga’ and the other side was ‘Dr. Beat’. The video for Dr. Beat was fantastic. Dr. Beat was something out of Zoobilee Zoo. However, ‘Conga’ was the song that persisted! It was the dancing song of my youth.
Dance moves aside, even as a little girl, I understood how awesome it was to have a latina woman kicking ass, singing in english and in spanish, looking great in a jumpsuit, being a non-diva diva, and having an awesome energy. Thirty years later, while I still prefer all of her older music, I truly admire Gloria.
Sheryl Crow’s album ‘Tuesday Night Music Club’ was the first lady rock music I got into. (It was before things got too whiny with Alanis.) As a teenager I thought I could BE Sheryl Crow. She was cool, down to earth, and had the best vibe. My goal since I was a kid was to be ‘…drinking beer at noon on Tuesday in a bar that faces the giant car wash. The good people of the world, they’re washing their cars on their lunch break. Hosin’ and scrubbin’ as best they can in skirts and suits…’ Seriously, I thought that could be my life and it would be AWESOME! I would be so great at laughing at strangers washing their cars. (This was before beer was actually part of the equation.)
Also, the guiro in this song is on point.
When I was traveling Cali, I thought I could recreate this ‘Tuesday Night Music Club’ moment. I didn’t find a car wash near Santa Monica Boulevard. It’s still on my bucket list.
This ain’t no disco. This ain’t no country club either. This is LA.
I seriously love Bruce Springsteen. E-Street radio is one of my favorite Sirius XM channels. We have had a number of family sing alongs to Thunder Road and Rosalita. ‘Badlands’ may not be my favorite Bruce song in the whole world ever, but I’ve been totally groovin’ on it in the last couple of months. Not to get political, but I’m going to, since the election I’ve adopted it as a sort of anthem to get me through the “crazy”. Especially the ‘Poor man wanna be rich, Rich man wanna be king, but a king ain’t satisfied til he rules everything’ part. It just kind of haunts me. But I chose a more hopeful, seize the day lyric here. Life is short, give zero fucks about bullshit, ‘keep pushing til it’s understood and badlands start treating us good… ‘
Lucius is one of my new favorite bands. Seriously good sound. A little folksy, a little 80’s, a lot of AWESOME! I’d like to think I’m a little bit of a Wildewoman.
“Her eyes are light and clear And fearless like Chicago winds in the wintertime Her hair is never quite in place And the knees in her jeans have seen better days and she’s no beauty queen but you love her anyway. She’s a wildewoman…”