A grievous grievance

Now, here I was, up early, minding my own business, watching the news and having some coffee - and what do I see??

An inane cell phone commercial where Geekyboy #1 is enjoying a song that his cell phone is playing, and singing along.

He gleefully sings, "Rock the cash box..." while Geekyboy #2 corrects him thinking that it must be, "Stop the cat box..." and then they both continue on their merry way.

By now, I'm sure you know that we're talking about "Rock The Casbah."

The Clash.

Now, while this was not one of their most definitive - though it was a commercial hit - songs, they were a band of the utmost artistic integrity, and I can't help but think that if Joe Strummer were still with us, he would have pummeled anyone who suggested that his music be used in this way.

The Clash respected their fans, too. The surviving members even refused to play at their induction into the Rock 'N Roll Hall of Fame because this was not an event open to the public - their fans.

I understand that artists have to make a living too, but this isn't some random nobody electronica band who will continue to starve if they don't get their needledrop fee - this is The Clash, whose catalog, I'm convinced, continues to generate revenue.

Look, picking music and using it in other spots is part of what I do for a living - but dumbing down the music I choose is not, which is why commercials like this piss me off.

Quite frankly, this dumbs down the fans, too.

Just imagine some kid asking their mom or dad, "Hey, do you know that song in the commercial, Mom/Dad?"
"Yes, honey, that's The Clash! They were amazing!"
"Um, sure...they...were, Mom/Dad..."

There are lots of great ads that do justice to the often expensive music used in them, and then, well, there's crap like the ad I'm talking about.

I'm done venting now.

Morning all!

Projects!!!!!!

Oy!
I've been sewing, sewing, sewing, sew - oops, so, here's a quick update:

I hope that everyone had a great holiday!

Now on with progress in the atelier...

These are my assistants, Flower and Sluggo (they're very lazy, actually):



And Louella often makes it difficult to pack up for class...



This is an ugly poncho I found at Jet Rag...



And this is one bag I made out of it...



Max is inspecting the lining:



And another with a belt as a handle...



And yet another...



And a zipper pouch lined with part of a 60's print housecoat/dress/something:





And some pillows made of 60's/70's print dresses...





And the Hard Rock Baja Shirt Handbag (this one sold!!!!!)





Believe it or not, that's not everything.
Anyway, please enjoy, and let me pose two (or three) questions before I sign off:

1. Does anyone have the Spring 2004 Interweave Knits? I'm looking for a Teva Durham pattern.
2. I was asked out and turned the guy down. I may have been hasty. Really now, should he not try a bit harder than that?
Jeez, I only said 'no' the one time.
3. When would everyone like to schedule Frolic Fiber Fridays? First and Third? Second and Fourth?
I'll send the email.

That's about it, boys and girls.



Night all...