On a whim, I had decided to look up a dj I’d been listening to for a while: mc chris. A friend of mine turned me on to him a few years back with a song featured on a set of Star Wars related mix tracks. One that rang my proverbial bell was mc chris’ “Fette’s Vette.”
Since then, I’ve heard him on Adult Swim’s Sealab 2021 and Aqua Teen Hunger Force (also another fave of mine!), and on various tracks via web radio.
Um, thought about posting an update … don’t feel like doing that just yet. A lot has been going on, but I’ll catch y’all up later when I’m feeling more like me.
And yet I was trying to pick the most honest and “least gothic” answers:
You Are Amy Lee!
Gothy, expressive, woman-in-pain
Who looks damn good in a corset
“When you cried I’d wipe away all of your tears
When you’d scream I’d fight away all of your fears”
Ok … first of all: I don’t do corsets — I have enough trouble breathing on my own, thanks. Secondly, people have always called me ‘goth’ because I wear a lot of black … I wear a lot of black because I think I look good in it. (but wearing that label has come in handy occasionally … that’s another story for another time) Third: I’m a woman in pain because I have a painful past, anger issues, and 31 years of pent-up resentment — I am Oprah Winfrey’s proverbial wet dream.
My body’s punishing me. My insides feel like they’ve been through a meat grinder … repeatedly. I woke up this morning clutching my stomach, rolling in absolute agony. Like I said, my body’s punishing me.
My crime: my dumb ass decided to eat chilli cheese fries with extra grease last night. And now I’m paying the price. I’ve cramped, I’ve cried, I’ve thrown up, and a few other more colorful and more disgusting things.
To quote Danny Glover, “I’m getting too old for this shit.”
