i love me some chan marshall – give me the gold

When I was in Berlin last May I went to a bar recommended by DJ People’s Champion and spent a couple hours drinking beers. Eventually, my lady friend called so I settled up my tab and wandered home, since I hadn’t heard from her in a few days. Cat Power was playing a sold-out show in town that night, but I ended up watching the European Cup match outside a bar somewhere else in the neighborhood. About two hours after I left the first bar apparently Chan came strolling in and I missed out.

So I’d rather not miss out again.

i used to listen to the pretenders’ “learning to crawl” in my old ford. those were the happiest days of my life.

Well, my first rock n roll love – as in a woman – was Chrissy Hynde. I used to listen to my older sister’s records and stare at the liner notes. That snarl. The cool haircut and tough-girl jeans combined with that domineering attitude prompted the first-ever stirring in my loins.
Then, a few years later — in my college days — Juliette Lewis came along in Natural Born Killers. Again, with the snarl and that sexy “I will eat you alive” – or make you eat me alive – scene on the car hood. Are we detecting a theme here? She could also play the kitten quite well – and in a moment switch back to maneater. Ever see “Strange Days – an underrated movie in which she steals several scenes. Then she switches over to music rockin’ with the Licks and still kicks ass. And again, she’s underrated – except by me, her number one fan.
And now today – as a career man with responsibilities and somewhat more sexual confidence – I listen to Chan Marshall’s ethereal, wistful, and flat-out fucked up balladry and just want to down a bottle or two of red wine – or absinthe – stroke her hair and tell her it will all be ok. So really, I deserve the tickets because these three sublime songstresses have escorted me through most of my life and made me a better man. Or not.

…cuz when Chan breaks into Amazing Grace on Metal Heart, I cry tears of joy every effing time!

Where is my love? She is coming to town… August 14th. I would like to be with my love… cross bone style, flying on rockets.

When I first read this, all I wanted to do was just quote Brass in Pocket shamelessly. I’m special, so special, I gotta have some of your attention. Give it to me. But here you go posting the video. Anyways, the only reason that I couldn’t see Cat Power in February was because I was halfway across the globe in Zambia doing service work with street children (no joke, no joke). Annnd, Mallory Knox is my idol, and naturally that idol cred rubs off on Juliette Lewis.
I gotta have some of your attention; give it to me!