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6 December 07
It would probably be someone along the lines of Tori Amos/PJ Harvey, sort of kooky crazy-bitch mad. It’d be someone who listened to similar artists, but had their own uniqueness as well. Someone that didn’t give a shit what other people thought and di stuff anyway. Some morals would be good, I mean something like responsibility for their own actions would be good, but not someone that kowtows to pressure because of the morally righteous.
The sort of person that would spit in your coffee and call it cream, or would shit in your shoes out of pure spite. I guess may be shitting in my shows and spitting in my coffee wouldn’t be what I want specifically, may be someone a little more, I dunno, close to that edge. Someone that could make your day miserable with lots of fighting, and then make up for it later. Someone crazed and insane, but not psychotic. I don’t want an axe-murderer or prison ward lady – they already exist.
Someone creative, well read, and understanding of others and their beliefs, but willing to challenge them not to make a point, but to state that nothing is perfect and everything has it’s flaws. Not to point it out per se, but just to balance the perfections that others hold, to be more “feet on the ground” than “head in the sky”. Someone trusting, and trustworthy. Perhaps not at first, but in time and with time to be so in both cases.
No emo’s, no goth’s, no make belief about who they are and what they want. Ideals are fine, but not demanding the world at a snap of their fingers. Not trying to follow trends, or become a part of them in order to fit in to pigeon holes. Understanding there’s more than just what’s there, that there’s much more beyond it.
My concern might be that too mad might be too much for everyone else. Having a crazy fit may scare people, neighbours and the like, with not giving a damn about what other people think spurring them on like a rocket refusing to burn out, even when it hits the ground it’s just spinning with great momentum and too dangerous for anyone to go near in case they explode.
Perhaps we could strike up a deal where if any one came over, or we met, we could keep the craziness to ourselves, but to everyone else we could keep it civil and “normal” by their definition. That would conflict with the “not giving a damn” but then human’s are complicated creatures and not amiss to some contradiction.
Just a thought.