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Boris… This is my first attempt at shooting in RAW and converting to JPEG on my computer.   

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“Cowboy Dreams”

Here’s another mixed media piece in collage and Sharpie.  I feel like I should do more of these.  Whaddya think?

Well, I couldn’t very well promote the TwinGeekz Logo Challenge in my Geekmaster posts and then not do one myself, now could I?  So, here it is…

Week 11 – Brian Weeks

Posted: June 7, 2011 in Brian Weeks, Week 11

“I Don’t Need No Cure”

This is a kind of self-portrait of me, circa 1994 – sitting in my bedroom at the time, listening to my trusty record player.  This is a pretty accurate representation of what my bedroom looked like at 22 Stevens Avenue. The only way one could tell it was the early-to-mid 1990s was by the Shaquile O’Neal poster.

I’ve been a big fan of disco music since I was little, but my interest was revitalized on New Year’s Eve 1991/92. Dick Clark’s “New Year’s Rockin’ Eve” was having its 20th anniversary that night, and to celebrate, were showing clips of musical performances on previous years’ specials. I sat mesmerized by the short clips of the best of the late 70s: Blondie, Donna Summer, Village People, the Bee Gees.

My mother was a bartender in the late 70s, and the guy who came every few weeks to change the records in the jukebox would give Mom the ones that were being taken out. Mom’s collection of 45s was MASSIVE. The first few months of 1992, I became obsessed with building my own collection of disco records.

At the time, there was a really choice used music store in Meredith called Star Music. That period of time was the end of 80s hair metal, and reaching the apex of Seattle grunge. It was there I picked up my first Jane’s Addiction singles, and most of R.E.M.’s back catalog.

At Star Music, there was always a few bins of super-cheap vinyl, generally stuff no one was into: Engelbert Humperdinck, Herb Alpert & the Tijuana Brass… you get the picture. It was also in these bins that anything with the word “DISCO” would eventually fall. I spent every cent I made doing odd jobs on 45s and whole albums, looking for the Casablanca label in particular.

Easter Sunday that year, Mom finally let me dig through her 45s to make a mix tape. “Heart of Glass” by Blondie and “Night Fever” by the Bee Gees were the standout tracks I remember. I wore that tape out within a year.

As time went on, I also used to haunt The Etcetera Shoppe, also in Meredith for disco, and later, for 80s club remixes.

It was in May, 1994 that I finally was able to put in my hot little hands the song I had been trying to get for what seemed like forever: “Love Hangover” by Diana Ross. I had only heard snippets of it, and to me, it was the hottest thing on wax.

I used to blast my music out of my third-story bedroom window for the whole neighborhood to enjoy. Bill Pelon can attest to this, as his bedroom was also on the third floor, and he lived directly across the street from me back then. 😀

I can still say that 20 years later, my heart still spins like a mirrorball every time I hear those classic tracks. Like I said, Mom always told me I was born in the wrong decade.

If there’s a cure for this, I don’t want it. I don’t want it…