This is: What Makes Us Girls?

I took this week off to try and finish a project that we started a couple of years ago. Except for today, when I had to deal with a software upgrade that broke some things at work, I have been painting the exterior of our house every day since Saturday.

Painting is one of those tasks where you have to be careful about what you are doing, cutting in lines where two colors meet for example, combined with times when it is extremely tedious, as when you have a couple of hundred square feet of siding to cover. Folks who are very good at it can paint very well, very quickly. I'm not "very good" at it. I've done it enough that I'm OK but take much longer than one with more experience would. My neighbor, a carpenter and tech-ed teacher, commented that painting is something anybody CAN do, but not everyone SHOULD do. We were sharing the shade of a border tree after he'd finished mowing his bit of grass with a manual push mower and was drinking some water. I don't THINK he was judging the quality of my work but rather sharing a general observation. I tend to agree with him. (We do have a crew of pros coming in to deal with the old part of our house and it's layers of lead paint.

But I didn't set out to to write about painting here

Whenever I'm working around the house or in my shop I need to have music playing. This week has been no exception. My music collection isn't huge but I have almost everything that I have purchased over the past 45 years, including vinyl and CDs, ripped to mp3's on a server (and backed up online) that I can stream to what ever device is most appropriate. I am a bit old-fashioned and still pay for my music; granted, some is at yard sales, but still. This week it has been fairly hot here - not as bad as most of the country, but still hot enough that I find ear buds uncomfortable. I have a small FM transmitter so I plugged it into my PC,set it up on a unused frequency and tuned a boom-box into it. My son, a carpenter with a philosophy degree, jokes that a radio is the most important tool on a job site.

I have a few themed playlists that I used for sit-down listening. When I want background music for working, I usually create a playlist by adding a number of albums or songs until I have several hours queued, shuffle it and kick it off. Yesterday's list was pretty typical and below are links to a YouTube piece for everyone that on that list. The only artist that stands out as being out of character with the rest is Terry Riley, but I hadn't heard it in a while so I started my day off with it. I put these links up, mostly because I often stumble across music in random places and thought that maybe someone here would find something new, or even revisit a group they'd forgotten about.

Some of these are "official", some are just audio with a static image and a couple are TV clips.

Canadians:

Swedes:

International:

  • Chicha Libre ( Brooklyn based but from all over.)
    The Ride of the Valkyries
    This may seem especially strange, but it works.
  • Gotan Project (Paris based from France, Switzerland, Argentina)
    La Gloria
  • Luisa Maita (Brazil)
    Lero-Lero

Americans:

British Isles:

Aussies:

But I didn't set out to to write about music here.

Lana Del Rey has been accused of having daddy finance her album and its promotion. It is over-produced, and her appearance on Saturday Night Live was awful. Whatever. I like it okay. One song on her album is This Is What Makes Us Girls which has nothing to do with our identity issues, but (while painting and letting my mind wander) lead me to ponder: What IS it that makes us girls? (Or guys, for that matter - it's the same question.)

Some of us will transition physically, some of us will remain closeted. Some of us will live it only in our fiction and others in real life. I certainly don't have an answer for myself and know each one is unique. (I've also been accused in life of coming up with more questions than answers.) But where does this come from? I don't know.

That is what set out to write. And at this point, I have to get to bed - got doors to paint tomorrow.

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