New Mistress of time and Space podcast!

Art for the Ear - Episode 2 - Chicano Rap

Art for the Ear - Chicano Rap - Episode 2

Spen all night, quite literally, putting this thing together. Someday, I really hope to be able to punp out a 40 minute podcast in much less than 6 hours. I get pretty wierd about making sure all parts of the podcast (save, the music) are very much my own, including the artwork posted with the podcast. What, me anal? Nah! I'm only a pretend virgo. 

 I must thank my homegirl @Caritas for assisting me with some parts of this podcast and for taking me on a tour of most of these groups over the last few months.

 This flavor music may not be up your ally, but I do suggest you give it a try. you may be pleasently surprised when you find yourself tapping your toes to familiar sounds and themes.  Time to click and enjoy. 

HNT - Half Nekkid Thurday

My first official HNT post. Instead of taking the time to explain what Half Nekkid Thurday is, I will just provide a link, and let you get on with the ogaling. 

I thought I screwed  up HNT by getting completely naked, but my robe was on the bed, and a disaster was narrowly averted. 

New Podcast: The Mistress of Time and Space!

Mistress of Time and Space initial transmission!


Made my first podcast today, spurred on by @thepete of ThePete.com, inspired by @Mercy of Cyberspace Babes, heckled by @TregorySullivan of sexpercussions.spiderforest.com, and just in a mood to tell it like it *could* be. Music, mood, comments. Give it a spin. Won't stain, low in carbs, high in anti0xidents. Pro hot & slippy parts.

The Vagina Game

This post is in honor of the zefrank/forum, and the chica that infected me and many others with visions of world where we make the linguistic rules, and we can bend them at our whims for our own amusement. Lilgothicfairy85 first mentioned this game on 11-21-2006, when @zefrank was in the midst of his daily video blog, and many of his goofy fans hung around his forum and talked smack to each other about everything from current events to group projects. it was an awesome community, and although most of us have gone our seperate ways since The Show ended, web 2.0 has somehow still managed to keep many of us connected.

The Vagina Game was one of many activities we made up for each other to practice collaborating on ideas, but in a very peripheral way. Games like this are a great way to get others involved with, well, whatever. Once the communication starts, the skies the limit.

The Vagina game is very simple. Movie/book/song name with one of the words changed to vagina: "Star Wars: Episode V - The Vagina Strikes Back", for example. Just googled "the vagina game" and was amazed at how many people out there like to play it. Heh. I'm on @Twitter quite a bit, and I've found that twitterspace is a great place to get others involved with peripheral silly activities.

I love springing the Vagina Game on my followers, just so we all get to talking about *something*. On the downside, I end up losing some followers, but upside is the followers that hang around end up being the kind of peeple that can handle light hearted humor, even if it does virge on the banal, inane, and risque. Those are my kind of peeps. Life is too damn short to take it so seriously.

@Cherishhellfire *is* NSFW, unless you work at home or in a pr0n shoppe.

This is a taste of the strangeness that can happen in social networks when you throw a vagina into the middle of the room!

cherishhellfire: @thepete Doesn't 'The United Vagina's of America' just kinda roll off the tongue?

thepete: @cherishhellfire not sure what the rules are to the vagina game but can I suggest United States of Vaginamerica?

Tekphreak: @cherishhellfire vagina's are forever (1971)

HarlDelos: @cherishhellfire James Bond fans would love "The Man With The Golden Vagina"

cherishhellfire: Never Say Never Vagina


HarlDelos: @cherishhellfire Like the 1975 Don Johnson movie, "A Boy and his Vagina"? Is that a good entry in the game?
cherishhellfire: @HarlDelos Awesome entry into the vagina.....game. One flew over the cuckoos vagina.

Faeriebutch: @cherishhellfire movies... 'Dude, Where's my Vagina?" "Harry Vagina and the Chamber of Secrets" "What Vaginas[Dreams] May Come?"

uncleplayground: @cherishhellfire Star Wars: Return of the Vagina

KidsOnChemicals: @cherishhellfire sisterhood of the traveling vagina

cherishhellfire: The Adventures of Jimmy Neutron, Boy Vagina

Akelaa: @cherishhellfire *dying* Boy vagina! BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAA

Akelaa: @cherishhellfire Let the Right Vagina In

Akelaa: @cherishhellfire Gleaming the Vagina

Neo_drone: @cherishhellfire hehehe 28 Vagina's Later

cherishhellfire: @jalapno The Vagina Supremacy!

TregorySullivan: @cherishhellfire The Fantastic Vagina: RISE of the Silver Surfer

jalapno: @cherishhellfire Happy Vagina

cherishhellfire: @TregorySullivan Nightmare on Elm Street 3: Vagina Warriors!

TregorySullivan: @cherishhellfire Touche. And for irony: Zorro: The Gay Vagina

TregorySullivan: @cherishhellfire Race to Vagina Mountain

cherishhellfire: @Neo_drone The Vagina wears Prada

TregorySullivan: @cherishhellfire Friday the 13 Part IV: A New Vagina

jalapno: @cherishhellfire then it would be The Bourne Vagina?

TregorySullivan: @cherishhellfire Cannibal: The Vagina

Neo_drone: @cherishhellfire The Vagina's Advocate

cherishhellfire: 2001: A Space Vagina

cherishhellfire: @Herbwoman W00t! Apocalypse Vagina?

Neo_drone: @cherishhellfire The Vagina Club

cherishhellfire: Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Vagina

cherishhellfire: I'll start...an easy one: Raiders of the lost Vagina

cherishhellfire: Vagina game: Movie/book/song name with one of the words changed to vagina: "Star Wars: Episode V - The Vagina Strikes Back"

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Lux Interior: A Cramp that will never leave me.

RIP Lux Interior, aka Erick Purkhiser 1946 - 2009

This blog post is dedicated to Lux Interior, Poison Ivy, and the music of The Cramps.
Lux Interior, whose real name was Erick Lee Purkhiser, passed away on 4 February at Glendale Memorial Hospital in California at the age of 62. He had suffered from a previously existing heart condition.

Lux, you will be missed greatly. Your mark on this world could not have been made by anyone else. Thank-you for bringing me out of my shell all those many years ago. Listening to the music you made with your wife and the rest of The Cramps showed me that anytime could be a good time, as long as the right music was playing. I learned quickly that there was hardly ever a time that wasn't a good time for The Cramps. I grew up knowing that someday, I too wanted to be a bikini girl with machine guns. I ain't nuthin' but a gorehound, but thats just fine. I could still use my smell of female to lure the most exalted potentate of love to do the dead with me, instead of the usual creature from the black leather lagoon. Now it's not just goo goo muck, because my pussy *can* do the dog. It's going to be a lonesome town without you, and I can't hardly stand it. I've got a fever,but I won't need to find a new kind of kick or ride the drug train to change the way I walk, and I wouldn't want to anyway. Ride that hot rod to heaven, and don't be to tough on St.Peter at the golden gate. He's the only one to bum a smoke from up there I hear.

This opening song in this video is from the very first Cramps album that I ever heard. The song is 'You Got Good Taste' from the album 'Smell of Female', and many a party in my early years were started with these dulcet tones screaming from my overly huge speakers, as if a mating call between the keg beer and my landlords green carpets. Groove on my pretties.




While grasping at factoids of song, dancing and images of the late great Lux Interior tonight, I was reintroduced to one of my original musical passions: Surf Music. In this instance, it's ok to lump together hillbilly, rockabilly, hellbilly, surf punk, mexibilly, psychobilly, garage rock, and plain old everyday surf music. I think that my penchent for this flavor of aural pain was induced at an early age by my mother and father. Pop loved Hank Williams, mom loved The Ventures, the both loved Elvis, and I loved watching them dance to their favorite music on a Saturday morning. Sneaking into my parents closet to play with my fathers candy apple red hollow body Epiphone electric guitar was one of my favorite activities, though sometimes his mandolin drew as much attention.

I found a great radio show out of WPGU 107.1 Champain-Urbana, Il called Surfabilly Freakout. It is exactly what it sounds like. Surf, "*billy", punk, much freaking out. I'm pretty sure the Dj's were "Reverend" Chuck Allen, Jet Sterling, and Chelsea Bandita for the show that I am posting about. Very fun group of people, almost makes me want to move back to Illinois. Almost, but not quite.



Here is Surfabilly Freakout from 3-27-2008, via the Internet Archive.





I found one other podcast tonight will jumping around the Internet Archives. This one is called Beyond The Wall Of Sleep, and is likely my favorite new podcast, and not because the podcaster(who's name seems to be hidden) did a Lux Interior Memorial show, but because the rest of his podcasts are of a genre he classifies as "shoegazing/dreampop. After skimming through a few of his posts, I decided I will be a regular there.
The 02-07-09 Lux Interior Memorial Show is the most well thought out, professionally crafted tribute to Lux Interior I have heard yet. I was very touched with this podcasters attention to detail in crafting his playlist. The podcaster chose to offer his listeners the option "Scream or Explode" instead of stream/download, and even made the vocals of the podcast in a horror show fashion that would have made Lux proud. If you are going to listen to only one Lux Interior Memorial show, let this be the one.

Embedded for you listening pleasure via The Internet Archive:




Sweet dreams, Lux Interior.

PostSingular by Rudy Rucker

One of my new favorite books is Rudy Rucker's 'Post Singular'. It has all the elements of great futurist sci-fi, plus action, romance, hope, and ideas which are so similar to reality, you'd swear some of these things have already come to pass.

With this post, I am trying a new service from openID called embedit.in in order to be able to share this CC licensed book with all of you. Cross your fingers, because if this works, we will be seeing quite a bit of us from this brilliant blog tool.

zag Setting up my chi.mp domain and linking ping.fm and openID. http://ping.fm/huWTN New e-mail: zoe.wells@cherishhellfire.mp

Will of a Volcano

Old web bud viscousplatypus pointed
to a link to this song. At first I was taken aback by the immediate forcefulness of this song, but it's infectious lyrics quickly warmed my heart. give it chance, snap your fingers, tap your feet, smile knowingly.

when the red man can get ahead, man

Rev. Lowery Inauguration benediction. Transcript.
By
Lynn Sweet
on January 20, 2009 1:04 PM | Permalink | Comments (28)

Transcript courtesy Federal News Service

God of our weary years, God of our silent tears, thou who has brought us thus far along the way, thou who has by thy might led us into the light, keep us forever in the path, we pray, lest our feet stray from the places, our God, where we met thee, lest our hearts, drunk with the wine of the world, we forget thee. Shadowed beneath thy hand may we forever stand -- true to thee, O God, and true to our native land.

We truly give thanks for the glorious experience we've shared this day. We pray now, O Lord, for your blessing upon thy servant, Barack Obama, the 44th president of these United States, his family and his administration. He has come to this high office at a low moment in the national and, indeed, the global fiscal climate. But because we know you got the whole world in your hand, we pray for not only our nation, but for the community of nations. Our faith does not shrink, though pressed by the flood of mortal ills.

For we know that, Lord, you're able and you're willing to work through faithful leadership to restore stability, mend our brokenness, heal our wounds and deliver us from the exploitation of the poor or the least of these and from favoritism toward the rich, the elite of these.

We thank you for the empowering of thy servant, our 44th president, to inspire our nation to believe that, yes, we can work together to achieve a more perfect union. And while we have sown the seeds of greed -- the wind of greed and corruption, and even as we reap the whirlwind of social and economic disruption, we seek forgiveness and we come in a spirit of unity and solidarity to commit our support to our president by our willingness to make sacrifices, to respect your creation, to turn to each other and not on each other.

And now, Lord, in the complex arena of human relations, help us to make choices on the side of love, not hate; on the side of inclusion, not exclusion; tolerance, not intolerance.

And as we leave this mountaintop, help us to hold on to the spirit of fellowship and the oneness of our family. Let us take that power back to our homes, our workplaces, our churches, our temples, our mosques, or wherever we seek your will.

Bless President Barack, First Lady Michelle. Look over our little, angelic Sasha and Malia.

We go now to walk together, children, pledging that we won't get weary in the difficult days ahead. We know you will not leave us alone, with your hands of power and your heart of love.

Help us then, now, Lord, to work for that day when nation shall not lift up sword against nation, when tanks will be beaten into tractors, when every man and every woman shall sit under his or her own vine and fig tree, and none shall be afraid; when justice will roll down like waters and righteousness as a mighty stream.

Lord, in the memory of all the saints who from their labors rest, and in the joy of a new beginning, we ask you to help us work for that day when black will not be asked to get back, when brown can stick around -- (laughter) -- when yellow will be mellow -- (laughter) -- when the red man can get ahead, man -- (laughter) -- and when white will embrace what is right.

Let all those who do justice and love mercy say amen.

AUDIENCE: Amen!

REV. LOWERY: Say amen --

AUDIENCE: Amen!

REV. LOWERY: -- and amen.

AUDIENCE: Amen! (Cheers, applause.)

END.

Courtesy Lynn Sweet, Chicago Sun -Times

-"The red man can get ahead, man".
This one line kind of summed up the entire feeling of hope that this day had. It's obvious that the landscape of our culture has changed in a big way today, and the fact that Reverend Lowery mentioned in his benediction those of us that still continue to be oppressed in this country filled me with even
more hope than I had at the beginning of the ceremony. Thank-you Rev. Lowery. Thank-you for making what could have been a very solemn situation into a solemn, yet funky time.


Amen!