Thursday, February 20, 2014

Forgiving Kurt: I Have Another Confession to Make.... I Threw a Dick's Burger at Kurt Cobain



If making fun of Kurt on his birthday is wrong, then I don't want to be right. This is the most gentle way I can tell any Kurt story. There was no fun and good times with us.There was chaos in the end. There were constant disappointments.  It's all quite pitiful and regretful. Some of the darker Kurt stories, like any low points in one's life, were not meant to be told or even remembered, so I won't be sharing them here. I've grown up a lot since the '90s and have learned in turn to tame my anger with humor. It doesn't mean that the true accounts of peoples' lives that he affected should not be told. Especially the funny ones.

Saturday, February 8, 2014

A Valentine to The Walking Papers~ Now that's Amore!




A year ago, I wrote a piece on Walking Papers. It was titled "Xana's Love Letter to the Walking Papers" on Valentine's Day 2013. I can't believe a year has passed since then. And since then I have gone to see them over six times, filmed and live
streamed Jeff & Ben with them as well as their other band The Missionary Position about five times, and also gone to all of Jeff's solo performances throughout the year... and yet... I still... don't have a T-shirt! I think I need to kiss up to Soozy a little more. 

Thursday, January 30, 2014

A Night at the Coconut Teaser with The Rooster



Blue Jean Baby 
L.A Lady.... Seamstress for the band
Pretty eyes, pirate smile
She'll marry a music man 



I was having one of my moments while I was in the shower this morning listening to Duran Duran, of course...  and remembering dancing for Jerry at the now closed Coconut Teaser in Hollywood. Just think if I was a little shutterbug with a camera back then. It's a shame I of all people don't have more photos. So I guess I will have to describe this. 

Wednesday, January 8, 2014

Happy Birthday Lovechild~ Memories of Never Never Land with Andrew Wood




According to Greek Mythology~

In the beginning there was only chaos. Then out of the void appeared Erebus, the unknowable place where death dwells. All else was empty, silent, endless, dark. Then somehow love was born, bringing a state of order. From love came light and day. Once there was light and day... the Earth appeared.


So come with me where dreams are born 
and time is never planned 
and think of happy things 
and your heart will fly on wings 
forever! In Never Ever Land!

Peter Pan 

Saturday, December 14, 2013

Christmas With The Mustache... Where The Wild Things Were in the '80s


Inside all of us is hope
Inside all of us is fear
Inside all of us is adventure
Inside all of us is a wild thing

Where the Wild Things Are




My promise in living with Chris and Andrew was that I would be sort of a mom. I never for a second regretted that offer and it was really fun cooking for them. I loved it when on cold winter nights I could hear either of them or sometimes them and a friend or band mate in the kitchen eating.  What can I say? I was born a nervous ninny Mexican goat who loves to feed people. No matter where they were, or how late, I admit, I prided myself on keeping my friends well-fed.


Thursday, December 5, 2013

It's a Wonderful Life in Seattle Now That The Mothership Has Landed


The nice thing about gaining respect for your writing and music taste over a 25-year period is that you have freedom to say what you want without being confined or second-guessed. I am no spring chicken and I am no Rolling Stone apprentice. I'm Xana La Fuente. And if I could rewrite my life, after hearing the voice of Johndus Beckman and the music of The Mothership, I would not change a single thing in my past. My past brought me to today. And today I get to see and hear the amazing voice of Johndus and hear the amazing music he writes, and when I'm lucky, rock out to his band The Mothership.

Friday, November 29, 2013

Travis Bracht, The Dark Knight of Grunge Strikes Again!



Travis has not formally approved of this pet name -- it just came to me a minute ago -- so let's see if he likes it before we all start calling him "The Dark Knight of Grunge..." but I think it's fitting!