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As I share from time to time, I am a sea creature.  I am a product of wave, wind, time and tide.  I am this one minute, then that another.  I travel from here to there, then return.  I go in circles.  Everywhere my world is moving.  The universe is moving.

Tonight I was listening to Mondo Cozmo–who I saw live not too long ago, and thoroughly enjoyed–Then I drank beer–can I go out there on that long and fragile limb and speculate “I like beer” may play a role in our culture for a time?–and forgot what the fuck I was going to post about. It was emotionally deep, and heart felt.  And there it remains, unrediscovered.

I thought that link to Mondo Cozmo, who would presumably hate my politics, was still worth sharing.  Their bassist/keyboardist, who is female, which I find fantastic, looks from a distance like she is 15.

The only other mixed band I can think of is Talking Heads, which has or had a female bass player.  I always thought that was cool.  It’s nearly always all dudes, unless it is all women, like the Go-Go’s.