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You Can Dance if You Want To
by powerofwhy

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In the Beginning

01/24/2011

Salvador Dali said that he could vividly remember being born. My first memory is of a dream, descending a staircase into darkness as a string of transparent adults warned me not to continue. Red Hair Girl was abused and has huge gaps in her childhood, I think her memory starts in Junior High. Lee's first memory is thinking he was one of the cats because he crawled on the ground like them. How about you?

I could talk before I could walk. I started speaking in sentences at ten months old, it was early enough that many people were shocked. They would have been more shocked if I could curse then, but you can't have everything.

At age four mother talked about sending me to some sort of special school, but they must have decided against it because I ended up attending a small public school in town. At age five I did well on some tests and started being sent to classes for gifted children. My favorite part of these courses were these sort of exercises they did where they would have us close our eyes and imagine a scene, then draw it or write about what happens there.

At age five I learned to make my own food. My parents were distant, non-nurturing, self-centered, and away a lot. Childhood for me is the memory of being alone, or alone and in charge of my siblings. To this day my comfort food is peanut butter and jelly sandwiches because that is the first thing I learned to make for myself, a guarantee we would not go hungry during quiet hours.

At age five I started piano lessons, site reading pieces from yellowing piano books in a windowless room while the fat instructor talked about how my sense of melody was good but my rhythm sucked. What do you expect from a white kid? Metronomes work wonders. This was my start in music.

At age five I believed that I was an alien sent to observe the human race and report back. I told my 5-year-old best friend this in confidence and he replied "That's stupid, let's play tag." I have never completely let this belief go, there is probably a psychological explanation for it, something about a sense of belonging, oedipal sex, and a canary not loving you enough.

Every family is twisted and most childhoods are hard, but we get past them and eventually become like our parents. My life is about the struggle to be more like the father I have never met than the mother who does not feel. This is the beginning of my story. This is where I come from. How about you?

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RYC: So many vocalists that I love for different reasons. Aside from the obvious choices of Freddy Mercury and David Gilmour.

There's Jeff Scott Soto. Just one of the cleanest and most talented hard rock voices on earth. Paul Thorn for his smoky, southern feel. Eric Martin of Mr.Big because the guy can sing the phone book and make it sound incredible. Joan Jett is my fav. female singer. Steve Lee of Gotthard was great before he was recently killed. Sharon Van Adel of Within Temptation has one of the best Hard rock/Metal female voices going right now...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WcwO0VS9FVo

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RYC: And yeah, Collide is amazing. Like I said, not for everyone but if you like stuff that is different and can really take you to new places...They are the band to do it. They have a song called The Lunatics Have Taken Over The Asylum that is like my theme song. LOL

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ryn: thanks for your wishes of good luck do you have any pics of you on your diary? just wondered

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There is photographic proof of my first memory. I was probably about 10 months old (or..still pretty bald) and my mom, dad, and I were about to go on a walk. I was in my stroller playing with a little apple rattle that hung on the side. I remember my dad taking a picture of me and we have that picture somewhere. I also remember, at about the same age, being on the floor at an apartment of my parents friends house. I am not sure which memory really came first but I always stick with the walk. I had no extra gifts as a child other than using my imagination a lot (and being able to feel energy but never knowing what it was), but that was mostly because there were no other kids my age on my street so I played by myself a lot. I had very loving parents..my dad spoiled me and it has taken years to outgrow the "i'm a selfish princess" mentality.. although not as bad as it could have been, I suppose.

I don't think you are far off in thinking that we are aliens sent to observe the human race and report back.. I believe, in a nutshell, that is basically what we do. Spirit occupying human vessels to have the human experience. You're the second person in 24 hrs to mention this type of concept. As children, I think we are more aware of where we came from and the more we live and try to learn in this world the more the things from before become distant and we just try to fit in to what we are taught to know and follow.

I wanted to play piano but my mother said my hands were too small.

I highly enjoyed this particular entry. I like reading about you

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RYC: No, They actually complained about me using their music in my podcasts. It kind of pisses me off because I have been a HUGE supporter and physically own almost every CD they've ever put out.

[Music God Of Bloop|0 likes] [|reply]

RYC: I know. It especially sucks cuz I play AT LEAST 2-3 of their artists every single time. I wrote them a not so nice letter in response letting them know. Like I told them, I wasn't GIVING the shit away for free. It was stream only. It's their loss though. I'll just concentrate on those artists that WANT to be played.

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