maQLu

OK, so it came to my attention that this site didn’t load for a while, maybe months. It was working fine last summer when I had to rescue a bunch of other sites that got hacked, so it seems like maybe it was an update that didn’t happen or whatever. […]

Back up and running, maybe

Long time no write. What’s been going on in my life? Everything, nothing, movement, stasis, creation, blockages, etc. I swore “Persona Non Grata” was the definitive end to this maQLu business, but then I also used to say maQLu was my evil twin; well, the problem with putting your evil […]

Out of the wasteland

Sitting in the back of a dark theatre with my newest friends, eating chocolate and watching the other girls do their tech run-throughs. I should have been more daring in dropping my hints that I’d like you to come. But no… I didn’t invite you to my show tonight just […]

snowbird

Everything always sucks at Walpurgisnacht. In theory, it’s the biggest celebration sabbat/holiday for Satanists, deemed second only to your own birthday in the Church of Satan calendar, and miles ahead of Hallowe’en. Of course, I’m not a Satanist anymore, not really even some sort of Crowleyite, and I don’t celebrate […]

Walpurgisnacht

Originally published on my other blog, blahblahblah.pyradraculea.com “I’m, like, so punk rock today. You like my boots?” It was the early to mid 2000s. The news director of our college radio looked at me with an expectant look in her eye as the gold spray-painted bust of Lenin looked on […]

Remember when punk rock wasn’t something you bought in the …

Originally published on my other blog, blahblahblah.pyradraculea.com Looky looky what just arrived from Amazon 10 minutes ago! Limited edition vinyl rerelease of Izzy Stradlin’s 117° – #000079 to be exact. Can’t help but notice that numbering system allows for up to 999999 copies in this limited edition, which is […]

OMG! Izzy Vinyl!

Originally published on my other blog, blahblahblah.pyradraculea.com I like chocolate I don’t like tea I like the junkies And the junkies get fucking obsessed with me Goddamn. When I was in the music biz a few years back, I had a running joke with my best friend: any time a […]

Junkies.

Originally published on my other blog, blahblahblah.pyradraculea.com Somewhere out of the Abyss the thought bubbled up into my head that the only way to heal certain old wounds is to rip them open again. Kinda like if a bone is broken and not reset correctly the surgeon must break it […]

More rumblings

Originally published on my other blog, blahblahblah.pyradraculea.com For a while I’ve been planning to try more of the classes at my gym. For example, one called “Pound” described as combining rhythm/percussion and dance moves. And hey, it’s after my power yoga class that I sometimes attend. Today I decided to […]