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Don’t Worry Gen X’er, it’s OK to be in your 50s and love Billie Eilish

Published February 16, 2020 by Maryanne

Billie Eilish albums

I love Billie Eilish. (And I’m in my 50s).

Right now my favorite song of hers is “I Wish You Were Gay” but as all music fans know, as you embrace an artist, the more you listen to the records/CDs your favorites flow from one to another, like the waves in the ocean.

When I discover an artist, I have a pattern. First I go on a You Tube binge of their music. When I get to the point of “Wow, I like every single song…” that’s when I go out and buy whatever music is available so I can listen more authentically, in my house or in a car, and not in my home office on a computer screen. And then make it a mission to go see this artist perform live.

Yeah, I admit it. I’d love to go see Billie Eilish perform, even though I’m old enough to be her grandmother.

And I’m not the only one who feels that way. I recently saw a few comments on social media. People in their 50s, 40s, 30s, and even early 20s saying they feel weird that they are enjoying the music of a teenager.

I say, WHY NOT? We were all teenagers once ourselves. Though, depending on when you were born, not always having the music of other teenagers to enjoy. When I was a teenager, there were no teenagers making music for me. When the Stones were teenagers, I was a baby. When I was 13, my favorite band Queen were already in their 30s; even The Bay City Rollers were in their 20s when I was 13.

Then I discovered The Runaways. They were older teenagers when I was 13. By the time I got to see Joan Jett, when I was 17, The Runaways already broke up. By now Joan Jett was already in her 20s.  Nevertheless, I was right in front of the stage when I saw her perform and she put her guitar right in front of my. I strummed it and she smiled at me. That was thrilling!

Throughout my teens and 20s, I never thought about my age when I went to shows because all the bands I resonated had a good five years or more on me. (Some musicians were my mom’s age and I never even realized it until they died and you learn their age — like Lux Interior of The Cramps).

All the bands I loved and went to see were older — Blondie, The Cure, The Psychedelic Furs, The Pixies, Cher… the list goes on and on. To this day, the oldest artist I saw perform, bless his soul, was Les Paul.

Of course time goes on, and you’re going to get older. If you’re a die hard music fan, and still exploring new tunes, well, it’s inevitable at some point you’re going to be older than the bands you go to see. For example, I was 30 when I got hooked on D-Generation. The lead singer, Jesse Malin was five years younger than me. It was the first time I felt “old” even though I didn’t look or feel it.

Then, in my early 40s, I discovered the music of HIM. I have a good 14 years on the lead singer Ville Valo. At the age of 42, I was hesitant to go see them in concert because I thought I’d be the oldest one there, assuming everyone in the audience was going to be the band’s age or younger (at the time most members were in their late 20s). I wrote, anonymously, on a HIM message board, “How would you feel if you saw someone in the audience, around your mom’s age, wearing a HIM t-shirt.”

Oh my goodness, I received so much support from the younger generation, saying how cool it was that I was in my 40s and I liked HIM. Then when I went to see them for the first time, I saw so many young women, paired with their moms, singing song lyrics together, arm in arm. It was beautiful — mothers and daughters connecting over live music.

I think it will totally be the same way if and when I go see Billie Eilish live. People will be connecting over the music, irregardless of ages.

Thinking back to when I was a teenager, I wanted attention from adults. Teenagers today are no different. When I see teenagers in the streets, I’ll smile and they are very quick to smile back. Some even say “Hi” or compliment me on my pinkish hair.

Generation gaps are closing in. It’s not the 1950s anymore; hell, it’s not even the 1990s anymore. We’re living in an amazing time where people of all ages are relating to each other better than ever. (Or maybe I’m delusional because I’m not a parent, just a cool aunt?) Who knows for sure, but I truly believe there’s only a generation gap if we allow there to be one. Always keep your eyes/ears out for game-changing new artists, because that’s something that will go on in time until we die. Thank God for that!

 

Maryanne Christiano-Mistretta can be reached at: maryannechristiano@gmail.com.

She is available for blogging, ghost writing, writing. She is also available for book signings and motivational speaking engagements. She is the author of the following books :

“Be (Extra)Ordinary: 10 Ways to Become Your Own Hero” is available on Amazon. To get your paperback or Kindle version, visit: https://www.amazon.com/Be-Extra-Ordinary-Ways-Become/dp/1733546227

“I Don’t Want to Be Like You” is available on Amazon. To get your paperback, Kindle or audio copy, go here: https://www.amazon.com/Dont-Want-Be-Like-You/dp/1726273261

“The Gypsy Smiled” is available on Amazon. To get your paperback or Kindle version, go here: https://www.amazon.com/Gypsy-Smiled-Maryanne-Christiano-Mistretta-ebook/dp/B074VC7MT9

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Girls Afternoon Out!

Published May 30, 2015 by Maryanne

SAM_7526Vegan deliciousness from Loving Hut, Matawan, New Jersey

It was super awesome spending an afternoon out with my friend Linda J., one of my favorite people! (Her boyfriend and my husband are great friends). Linda is vegan and I was dying for her to come to Loving Hut in Matawan, New Jersey (http://lovinghut.us/matawan_01/). The great thing about Loving Hut as opposed to other vegan restaurants is that it’s not just about fake meat, it’s about freshness!

We shared the spring rolls (above). The sauce was peanut mixed with Hoison. These wraps were so fabulous. They had mint leaves inside them!

We both had a kale salad mixed with dried cranberries and sunflower seeds and chickpea soup with straw mushrooms.

I had a raw vegan coconut macaroon for dessert.

After that we went shopping: health food store shopping, fine wine shopping and finally clothes shopping.

Then nothing beats walking into a store and hearing your favorite band HIM doing “The Sacrament”! ❤ With all the garbage you hear when you’re in stores, this was a super refreshing treat! I almost died of happiness overkill!!

I just love spending my Saturdays with girlfriends! It’s such a blessing!

SAM_5880From last summer: Left to right, Darlene, me and Linda

Sunday Happies

Published July 7, 2013 by Maryanne

SAM_1468Vegan salad from Grill Creations

Having a wonderful Sunday!

Skipped working out to get to church on time, which is always fantastic and uplifting.

Had a delicious vegan salad at Grill Creations in Garwood, with my husband. Always great fresh food and excellent service. Can’t go wrong there, highly recommended! The owner even came to our table to say hello.

SAM_1472Outside Scotti’s Record Shop

Next, we took a ride to Scotti’s Record Shop in Summit, the oldest indie record shop in the country, started in 1956! Check them out: http://scottisrecordshops.com/

It was great shopping there because they were playing a CD I really enjoyed by Wilco.

SAM_1474The new HIM CD, “Tears on Tape”!

I treated myself to two old CDs, Splitz Endz and Kid Creole and the Coconuts. Dennis surprised me with a treat, the new HIM CD, “Tears on Tape” which is amazing!

Then I treated my hunny for a coffee. Felt nice to sit on a couch and relax, away from the hot hot heat wave!

SAM_1481Echo Queen Diner

I’ve never been to the Echo Queen Diner, but it’s always sad to see another building demolished. Dennis took these shots on the way home.

SAM_1482Soon to be no more!

Then we came home and Billy Cat was walking all around the house! Walking like a drunken sailor, mind you, but he is truly making a great effort to get his hind legs going again. This was the BEST he’s been since he’s been sick. He is healing and it’s such a blessing! He’s no longer hiding behind the couch. He wants to walk, to eat, to be sociable. It’s absolutely amazing. It’s nearly a miracle, thanks to the pet acupuncture and God! YAY!

There is more good news on the horizon — THREE great things actually involving creative projects. So keep following and to be continued!

Jukebox Dreamin’

Published May 6, 2013 by Maryanne

tommy-james-and-the-shondells-crystal-blue-persuasion-rouletteDon’t you just love when you hear songs in your dreams?

Last night I heard two of my favorite songs while sleeping.

First up was “I’m Gonna Make You Mine” by Lou Christie. Now Lou Christie is one of my favorite singers of all time. I’ve discovered him within the past five years. He was a 1960s artist. I remember “I’m Gonna Make You Mine” as a little kid. But a few years ago, while listening to a transistor radio on the beach with my husband, we heard “The Gypsy Cried.” The lyrics freaked me out, but then I heard the song again and fell in love with it. I was like, “We have to see this dude!” We saw him live, twice (the second time I got to shake his hand!) Lou Christie is amazing because he wrote most of his songs as a teenager, with a woman who was twice his age named Twyla Herbert (who is now deceased). The Christie/Herbert song writing team was off-the-hook!

That man never ceases to amaze me because there is so little interviews you can find — so he remains mysterious. From his vibe onstage, he just seems like a lot of fun. If I was ever to hang out with someone, I wish it could be Lou Christie.

All that said, I have about four of his CDs, including the conceptional “Paint America Love” album, which has many obscure songs you never here. Every Lou Christie song is a true work of art — a masterpiece. But I have to say “I’m Gonna Make You Mine” is my all time favorite. That song has that extra something-something.

Note the production perfection:  the backing vocals, the snake rattle and even how it picks up after the break. I’d love for a modern band like HIM to re-do this one, slow it down and make the production even more vast. A slower version would allow the listener to have a creepier take on the lyrics (which are very stalker-ish, yet the way Lou sings it’s cute).

Lou is very easy on the eye. He looks like a Val Kilmer upgrade even though Lou came first 🙂

ENJOY:

Lou Christie: “I’m Gonna Make You Mine.”

I gotta hand it to my mind, the follow-up song in my dream was “Crystal Blue Persuasion” by Tommy James and the Shondells, another one of my favorite songs! If I was a 1960s radio DJ, I do believe this song would be the perfect follow up to “I’m Gonna Make You Mine” because it’s equally as great and even though slower, it keeps of the momentum of greatness.

I wrote about Tommy James recently for his birthday, so I won’t go on too much about him, but I will say “Crystal Blue Persuasion” is about the coming of Jesus Christ — not about crystal meth! Better get ready!

Enjoy this most gorgeous song:

Tommy James & the Shondells – “Crystal Blue Persuasion”

My Poetry, Inspired by HIM

Published February 7, 2013 by Maryanne

HIM LOGOHeartagram – the HIM logo

As some of you know, HIM is one of my favorite bands. They describe their music as “Love Metal.”

I have all their albums and have seen the band twice, once in NYC and once in New Jersey.

When I first discovered the band, around 2004, I was so inspired by them I wrote a ton of poetry. Their songs are over the top romantic, even if the romance goes further than mortal love and the leading characters end up like Romeo and Juliet. And if the love doesn’t end in death, it will be a very tragic break up, although there are some happily ever after songs like, “Right Here in Your Arms.”

The lyrics and music of HIM have so much depth and I channeled their talents and came up with some poetry I’d like to share (one was even posted on the Italian HIM website years ago). But first, I’d like you to hear the band, if you already haven’t. So, before you read my poems, please check out these few songs, so you get the gist of where I’m coming from with the poetry.

Because, darling you died

You were so beautiful inside,

But “were” is all I know

Because, darling, you died.

No more doubt, no guilt, no fear,

And it’s all right.

You belong to this world, here,

And I was always before my time.

I can live without you. You don’t realize

You were gone for sometime,

Because, darling you died.

I won’t cry. No I won’t cry

Not in your eyes

We were so close this time,

Beautiful darling of mine.

Our love would burn, so full of fire,

So full of dreams, our heaven’s desire.

But what’s gone wrong? It’s not in your eyes.

You don’t feel the same way inside.

Darling, I miss you,

And the way I loved you,

When our hearts felt the same,

The way your eyes used to shine,

Holding your body next to mine.

But what’s gone wrong? It’s not in your eues.

You don’t feel the same way inside.

Love is a sin

Our loss of love is a sin,

Neither of us will ever win.

We don’t want to stay.

But we will never escape.

We’re so lost, my love,

We want to find a way,

So we stay strong.

But, Darling, we’re so wrong

All poetry by Mary Anne Christiano, copyright, 2005

Note: These poems were copy written under my maiden name. After I married, I altered my first name and started using “Maryanne Christiano-Mistretta” professionally, and simply “Maryanne Mistretta” casually.

AFTER THOUGHTS

I bet these poems surprised a lot of people who see my postings as super happy and positive! And believe me, I was very happy when I wrote these.  I was high on life and living mostly on raw foods! This just illustrates how creative a person can be — and how they could fool everyone.

These poems were not written for anyone in particular. Before I met my husband, I always viewed my break-ups as an opportunity to meet someone more suited for me. If I was ever hurt, I cried maybe a day. (Let this be an inspiration to all you single ladies out there!)

It felt good to write these and tap into something amazing inside me. Often when I write more creatively like this, I like to go super intense. I may be working on some avant-garde, spoken word stuff in the very near future, so this is the direction I always go.

The last time I was truly unhappy was between 1995 and 2001, mourning the death of my grandmother. Then for some reason I started doing more positive things like taking care of my health and aiming for happiness rather than wallowing in sadness.

In this day and age, it surprises me that some still think you have to be depressed to have a creative edge. These poems are proof that’s not true.