My first love was horses. I'm an avid horseback rider. I own a horse, in fact. He's lovely. His name is Hitter. I absolutely adore, cherish, and love him.
My second love was punk rock. I first fell in love with punk rock when I heard The Clash. I have fond memories of hiding from the sun while vacationing with my family in Florida, listening to Combat Rock, reading Orwell's 1984. Of course. Cliché teenaged punk rock at it's finest. I would listen to 'Straight To Hell' over and over and over. Let's do it up.
I should also mention the song "Red Angel Dragnet". The song quotes Travis Bickle, the main character in the film 'Taxi Driver' by Martin Scorsese. Punk rock. In my circle of friends, you weren't cool unless you had seen 'Taxi Driver' a million times over. In order to be thought of as cool, I'm pretty sure I pretended to love the film, and then I would peer pressure my other friends into seeing it. To be honest with you, I didn't actually understand, or care, about the film until I returned to it during university in cinema studies. “Listen you screw heads: Here is a man who would not take it anymore. A man who stood up against the scum, the filth. Now I see clearly…”
Finally, I was pursued by (pseudo-name) Jake Ryan.. You may be asking yourself, who is Jake Ryan, and why are you using that as a pseudo-name for your third love? Well, Jake Ryan is every young girl's ideal. Let me draw your attention to a film by John Hughes…
My fourth love is much easier to talk about - film. Obviously. This blog is dedicated to my love for film, so I won't say much about the topic, because I will go on forever. I will sum up my love for the medium with one clip. Here goes.
I want to briefly discuss my most recent love. Twin Peaks. Kyle MacLachlan. What a show. What a man. Of course, credit must be given to David Lynch, who is out of this world. Twin Peaks has been suggested to me for years, but television shows involve such a huge commitment, and for a girl who rarely falls in love, commitment is a tough thing. However, when my friend Matt recommended it, I made it my business to watch every episode. Matt and I have very similar ideas about film. We took courses together in university, and because of our great love of horror movies, I consider Matt as more of a comrade in the battle for shitty (aka awesome) horror and b-films. Plus, we both love Timmy Capello, so… (looooong story). Anyway, if he likes Twin Peaks, I watch Twin Peaks.
The show is fucking fabulous. Like Lynch's films, the show takes place in a suburban town that appears to be perfect and happy on the outside, but it has a very dark underbelly of crime, murder, and dirty sexual habits. Most characters lead double lives that are gradually exposed as the show progresses. Many scenes in the show are surreal, and the humor is often dry and off-putting. As with most of Lynch's work, music and sound plays a major part in setting the mood of the show. Twin Peaks is no exception. Music is almost like an integral character in the show. It plays into the cause-effect chain of characters' actions and feelings. The music makes the characters do things, feel certain emotions, and behave in different ways. Let's watch.
Side note. I love that song. TRANSYLVANIA 6-5-000!
The last clip involving music that I want to show is Cooper's (Kyle MacLachlan. Have I mentioned that I love Kyle MacLachlan?) dream. I was turned on to the show by this clip. Now having watched the first season, this is definitely my favourite clip from the series thus far. My newest love - Twin Peaks.
Well, that sums up all I want to talk about on the subject of love. Thank you for all of your support thus far, it makes me happy to know that people are reading this, and I've gotten a lot of great feedback so far. Happy Valentine's Day - or something.