I'm an ethical hedonist feminist polygonal werewolf. I love dating,
love friendships, and I admire the qualities of people of any
gender, whatever "gender" means to you: I tend to swoon over funny,
talented, smart, rebellious, kind, beautiful, artsy chicks, and
enjoy intimate friendships with clever, stylish, caring men,
especially if those men also like women (Seen or read The
Satyricon? That's more or less me). Right now I am looking to get
to know new people who are not looking for a serious, monogamous
relationship--despite years of very happy singledom, I am now
dating someone cool who shares my views about "modern love" being
too limiting for life-loving people. That said, I deeply care for
the people I bump into in this life, and love giving every date my
What I’m doing with my life
Playing in bands, hosting literary events, writing for magazines,
scribbling down fiction, recording, doing performance art that I
hope actually does well at both the standards of performance and
art, looking for ways to find even more free time than I already
have, because I need it all.
I’m really good at
Here are things people have TOLD me I am really good at, but which
I know I still have a lot to learn about:
2) Training my dog, Valerie, to do ridiculously cute tricks.
3) Rockin' out
4) Describing music using only words
5) Hosting things: lit events, rock shows, radio shows, public
interviews with my heroes (while holding in my awe)
6) DJing rock shows and radio shows with my shamefully huge vinyl
7) Pickling vegetables
8) Being too sexy for my shirt (mind you, today I'm wearing a
rather dull shirt)
The first things people usually notice about me
I usually look a little more dapper than the situation calls for.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
This week, it's Pagan Kennedy, Kafka, Big Star, the Julie Ruin,
Lester Bangs, Stanley Kubrick, Psychomania (with Nicky Henson!),
Slap Shot, white Russians, Valerie Solanas' S.C.U.M. Manifesto,
Mystery Science Theater, Prince Rama, Key & Peele, Please Kill
Me, Bob Flanagan and Sheree Rose...
I am a rock journalist as one of my three jobs, and a DJ as another
one, so I go see a lot of shows and know a lot of local bands. My
preferences in and out of L.A. tend towards mind-fuck psychedelic
rock, freak folk, minimal 80s electro, rule-breaking punk, glam
rock, non-glam metal, late-60s proto-funk soul, outlaw country... I
have to stop talking about this now because it's getting as
long-winded as the old description I just deleted.
The six things I could never do without
1. the people I love, who make life more alive
2. moments of solitude
3. the human body, including that meat in the skull
5. a sense of humor
6. a sense of humor about phrases like "a sense of humor"
I spend a lot of time thinking about
why they don't just assume I am a talented, eminent writer. Why
make me go through the rigmarole of actually PROVING it by, you
On a typical Friday night I am
...at a loss! The Bay City Rollers have no song about Friday night.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I once read erotica at an orgy... and everyone stopped orgying and
was like "oh, that's very interesting. Please, let us stop having
sex to pause, naked, and enjoy your poems." This was not the
reaction I wanted! But I'm working on it.
You should message me if
You are obsessed with music and culture.
You want to practice your Italian with me.
You think "bisexual" is a limiting and stupid term, one that forces
a binary onto a situation that is thankfully far more rich with
options than just "Both of the above."
You hate almost all modern television, yet can't wait for Mad Men
to start up again.
You're a taxi dancer whose oddly Fellini-esque travails in love and
run-ins with Ricardo Montalban and Sammy Davis, Jr. haven't crushed
her indomitable, ragamuffin spirit. Maybe a young Bud Cort dressed
as a hippie will lift your spirits a bit by giving you a
You're a "goer," eh? Rrrrrr!