Denali reviews

It’s good to be here. Today is the day. Rise n grind n shine. Etc. I never feel like my themes are tired. 

What’s going on with me? Everything. Lately I’ve been in my daydreams. The news has shown International Women’s month so I’ve been celebrating.

What’s going on with the band? Great inquiry. I remember the day I got released from Northbrook Behavioral Health Center filing for my $ocial $ecurity. The thing about me is that I unfold as these musicians do. After a month offline, I returned to see a new album drop announcement with a tour lined up. I don’t believe this blog is a report of my facts. I believe it is an emo poem.

I’m living in a promise. So i’ll show up for myself and those who support it. My fangirl status is maturing over the course of evolution. As structure of linear past becomes blended, it is as though my Soul comes into being in various environments across the calendars. 

@portugaltheman IS in my Major Arcana. This is not a minor coincidence or merely an instance of OCD. It is perhaps/certainly a gateway into levels of consciousness… which are… important for a Revolution. I’m sure about that now here. I am a key team player in a puzzle of this made up world we’re all aiming to live in. All of our dreams that we’ve created are all we see and be. I float amid memories & keep my composure in every setting.

I’ve been saved by my ancestors. It’s like everyone sees me right where I’m at, it’s safe, and I go on my ways. Chequepointz and Colorsss. I was wearing my fleece LA Lakers dress I got from the online thrift shop to denote I was there as Purple & Yellow. It was a rainy night and parking was a breeze. “Play When The War Ends”; I smirked at a distant heckle which kept me in tune. I always have a nice time even when I feel a bit jaded at the event.

One of the little anecdotes ptm loves repeating is that they lived on a dollar a day in a van. When they were first starting out, they were a local band around Portland Oregon and had a rice cooker living on the road with the music. They got a record deal and made it, and no, no that is not to say they “sold out” as artists but rather paved a path of prosperity. When I was pressured into becoming what I wanna be when I grew up, I thought I might wanna sell out. Alas, the world has changed a toon since the paradigm shift that gets delivered as the concerts go on.

One a my many favorite parts of the audio experience was when the band shared a funny story. 

“Shout out to Kane behind the drums. Kane came on tour with us when he was just a kid at 19 from the hipster aesthetic. One time, we had a show and called him at the last minute to come in and play. He wrote the setlist of drum chords for all our songs that night on a notebook, in red ink. When he carried the notebook to the micstand, to his discovery, there were red stage lights surrounding the space. So his notes became camouflaged and he couldn’t read the pages! Ha~ha. But! Lo and behold, he could FEEL the songs, and drummed right along, making for an awesome show.”

It rings to me a lesson today on how to become a REAL artist. Now, I am no charlatan or paid professional. But if you USE WORDS TO MANIPULATE REALITY, then wow, maybe I am signed.

It’s nothing new. It’s all your perception. Which is fluid, not fixed, and I ain’t broke nor was I ever. I don’t follow the news but what seems to be going on as I do is positive transformation. As i write this in this hour of 5/6am, a lot of memories from my life become increasingly relevant. Which is why it’s in my D.N.A [let’s saayy] to be here now as a feminist author.

I wanna make it about my favorite band. So, when I said “hey, it’s the guy from Snacktime 🙂” when I saw him out front of Union Transfer, it wasn’t that obvious to me until this morning that he was MY Greeter & Bouncer.

Well I admiringly got butterflies during Senseless. Sensational! It was the opener from playing SHISH into playing the classics. This audience liked to sing along and I found myself being appropriate doing that the entire time. V.I.S & Glide were the singles of the year and I loved hearing them liiive n in real time.

I really appreciate the more Metal side of The Portugeese. While the crashy melodies don’t quite land in my bones the way the indie-alternative does, I really like the idea of being Hardcore. Aesthetically, as an artist, for entertainment, nothing dangerous or bad or busted, just like you have an affinity for the darker side of existence. Healthily, of course, for sure.

But it is unclear how much of this is graspable in all of infinity. Nonetheless, as I space out and return on a regular basis, it is clear that my Life’s Purpose is on track.

There’s pulsating electric riffs which ring like Rage Against The Machine, but the song that goes the absolute hardest is Tanana. 

It’s like they always nail every note in my personal life. This is because we are teachers of the forthcoming generations. I am still a marionette and Dummy. What I want is for my little news articles to do a good job at revealing my learned experience. All i do is sit in the living room at the kitchen counter and be mySelf. Because everyone else is taken. I get stunted in my thoughts but come back. It ain’t no rainbows in some parts of the old world and that is why i have been working towards my goals. I am not sick, nor have i ever been a day in my life. I’m consistently affected by healthy choices. And that vibration magnifies outward from my insides as a means to feel at peace. I know how to operate because I am a beautiful human who decided to be Actual Aphrodite & got the approval of those in my sphere. 

It’s difficult to embody Love to those who are undeserving. I don’t care about multiple personalties because the thing about sharing my middle name as Etcetera right from the start is that Kristine is just one core. She is caught in society. Jade is the continuum. I don’t have any pronouns these days since im retired but if i did they would be fuck/you. I go by the names people call me. Nobody bother me for a while. Thank you, next!! And quit thinking that calling someone a mean name is a fuckin fight i believe is worth over. See, im still just as settled down as ever before in my caesar word salad. Because i don’t have it in me, even tho i do because if you think that’s not oh freaking kay you best believe another thing is coming to you much worser. (If anything, your life will go from worse to worser, while my life always improves.) But lemme get back to that point about going by names and people playing games. Listen, improv is just a wordplay in the World Play. When h*tred d*sturbed my Only Peace and evil friends was fine, i remembered the universe being on our side.

I rush to paint positivity where a negative thought may peep in. My mind is constantly on the run from being in a dysmorphia. By that i mean, Life is Good. No bad days. Homeostasis is perfect and purity is it, chiefs. That notion has been with me long time but along the way mixed messages led me experiences to fill my canvas. Because i dont’ believe one image is the finished product….; Or like, if you show me one without A LOT of intricate details and tiny teeny circles blended with giant streaks it doesn’t speak as many volumes to my Soul as it could be better/skinnier. And like, i wanna see you underneath the ego that’s easy as 101.

The simplest math equation i ended was become above influencers. That is to say, my mode of operation is to let my Intuitive Dialogues lead me where i belong based on the uplifting messages through my multi sensory perceptions. That’s merely being human, everyone, duhh. Yet, as i became Queen having had 0.00 problems on a trajectory, i had to accept the reality that not everybody be just like me. Walking and talking and acting just this Free. Empathy! I can feel my castmates always looking out for my best interest to write me into a looong story on Venusian Vibes.

Today, it’s gonna be 80 degrees in Hainesport. Looks like im in hainespuertorico again ;)

Enuf; peace owwwwwwWowowoWoT.