For all of us who've experienced tainted love. Let's jam it out!

Tainted Love - Through the Ages and Genres

Your Cheatin' Heart - Hershell Hickox Performs at the Woodbine Opry

Tainted Love - Through the Ages

GLORIA JONES- "TAINTED LOVE" (1964)


Tainted Love by Soft Cell - The Original


Marilyn Manson- Tained love


****cat dolls- Tainted love

Levi's Commercial

After Reading Big A's Blog.. I wanted to post some pictures of Maxfield Parrish, the inspiration for the Nestle commercial Big A posted. Here's a short bio of Maxfield:


"Maxfield Parrish (July 25, 1870 – March 30, 1966) was an American painter and illustrator.
Born in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, he began drawing for his own amusement as a child.

His father was an engraver and landscape artist, and young Parrish's parents encouraged his talent. He attended Haverford College and the Pennsylvania Academy of the Fine Arts. He entered into an artistic career that lasted for more than half a century, and which helped shape the Golden Age of illustration and the future of American visual arts.

Launched by a commission to illustrate L. Frank Baum's Mother Goose in Prose in 1897, his repertoire included many prestigious projects including Eugene Field's Poems of Childhood (including 8 colour plates) (1904) (see illustration) and such traditional works as Arabian Nights (including 12 colour plates) (1909)... He had numerous commissions from popular magazines in the 1910s and 1920s including Hearst's, Colliers, and Life. He was also a favorite of advertisers, including Wanamaker's, Edison-Mazda Lamps, Fisk Tires, Colgate and Oneida Cutlery. In the 1920s, Parrish turned away from illustration and concentrated on painting for its own sake.

In 1931, he declared to the Associated Press, "I'm done with girls on rocks", and opted instead to focus on landscapes. Though never as popular as his earlier works, he profited from them. He would often build models of the landscapes he wished to paint, using various lighting setups before deciding on a preferred view, which he would photograph as a basis for the painting (see for example, The Millpond). He lived near Cornish, New Hampshire and painted until he was 91 years old.

Parrish's art features dazzlingly luminous colors; the color Parrish blue was named in acknowledgement. He achieved the results by means of a technique called glazing where bright layers of oil color separated by varnish are applied alternately over a base rendering (Parrish usually used a blue and white monochromatic underpainting).

Parrish devised many innovative techniques which no other major artist has successfully copied. A technique which Parrish used frequently involved creating a large piece of cloth with a geometric pattern in stark black-and-white (such as alternate black and white squares, or a regular pattern of black circles on a white background). The result was astonishing: in the finished painting, a human figure would be seen wearing a distinctive geometrically-patterned cloth which draped realistically and accurately. (As below:)

Parrish's work defies categorization since he was part of no traditional movement or school, and developed an original and individual style. However, his work has been highly influential."

(Wikipedia)

There's a great discussion going on in the Message Board about Kids at the Fair.  I had my own experience having to do with this:

Went to see Brandi Carlile at the Fair last night.  Am going again tonight, because I can't get enough!
Will be the fourth time I've seen her now.
BC was incredible as always!  Do wish I could have actually SEEN her though!

Which brings me to, I can't stand tall people who soak up all the views of the stage.
Really is not cool the way they stand in front of all of us shorter folk! The nerve! They'll
push through the crowd of people who've been standing there, staking their views, they'll cram in as
far forward as they can.. and, it never fails, move their big ol' head right into the tiny slit of a slot that I've
actually found where I can catch the head of the performer if I step on my tip-toes.
I heard a woman who was a mammoth (at least 5'10" ;) say to her friend.. "Let's see if we can move up a
little bit." So I said to her, "As long as you don't stop in front of me." with a small smile, she responded by
leading her friend about six feet in front of me, through the surrounding people.. annnnndddD, stopped.


I was thinking, there should be some sort of sorting method when you enter into concerts.
Somewhat like the measuring stick dealie they have to make sure you're tall enough for a ride.
Or maybe it could be like a Plinko-type mechanism where you slide down a slide and on
your way down if you are able to go through wihout hitting your head on the measurer.. you get the front row
seats. Then continuing to 'raise the measuring bar' with ever-increasing-increments
of height allowed.. the audience members then are tossed into seats, from front to back like a sprinkler
or fertilizer thrower.

This would be the most efficient way of making sure that the shortest people are in front, and are
asured of A VIEW, without affecting any of the taller people behind them.. ever-increasing height
from front to back.. neatly done.. all lined up. Very Dr. Seuss-like contraption visual I have in my head.
He was a genius.

Well, at least she SOUNDED awesome.. and I got a pretty good calf workout from standing on my tip-toes!

Dr. Seuss had funky machinery in mind for dealing with large numbers of individuals.

This man will demonstrate my slide apparatus idea.

Brandi Carlile - The Story

Brandi Carlile at the Varsity Theatre, Minneapolis
Singing: Folsom Prison Blues, By Johnny Cash


Johnny Cash, Live@ S.Quentin - Folsom Prison Blues

I looked over to see my cat playing with some dark fabric-y thing.. I go to see what she's got.. because sometimes she'll take clothes out of my room and bring them out to the living room while playing.  [Sidenote: Occasionally I fall asleeep on the couch instead of my bed, and she'll bring clothes out to the living room.. my mom thinks it's funny to say that she's trying to help me get dressed in the morning.  I don' think it's that funny.. but maybe you will think my mom is as funny as she thinks she is.  ha - funny how kids don't think their parents are the slightest bit funny! ]

It turns out that it's a wool hat!  In August?!  It has Old Navy tags on it.. and was on clearance.. marked down.. marked down and finally was marked at $1.99.  Is there a bargain hunter out there who might have left this at my house one cold, blustery night?  Or even a rainy night in July or August?  Anything for fashion you know.. even if the weather is warm.

Now, there are only a couple of people on this site whose hat his COULD be, DrunkyAnna, is it yours? ;)  You've been known to crash on in!  Either that, or it's mine, and I got it in a bunch of wool that I got to make hooked rugs out of.. and I'm forgetting it.  Naw, it still has tags in it!

Mysterious.

Also, it has a little faux gem on it.. diamond-looking thing.. but clearly not real.

Anyone??