I’m happy being a little bit behind-the-times when it comes to pop culture. OK, I’m really really out of it. There are times when friends’ Facebook posts completely mystify me. Most current films, shows, games, musical groups etc. are not really on my radar. I don’t have cable, or Netflix, or Spotify. I rarely go to the movies.
For entertainment we get DVDs from the library, and we watch our favorite PBS shows on the membership passport website thingy. With subtitles. I might be a little bit old in that regard, though I like to think I’m a woman in my prime.
I guess I sort of live under a rock? A rock made of writing and yoga, home life and books, plus a certain fringy kind of work that totally charges my battery. Weird kid rides again.
But now Pink. Pink is on my radar. Pink, I know and love.
Come to think of it, I know none of her latest stuff. No matter. Here she is talking (to her daughter and all of us) about courage, and art, and opening people’s eyes to more kinds of beauty. A sister Weird Kid. Have a listen if you’ve ever felt like you’re swimming upstream.
LOVE Pink. Dan and I once saw her at the Vogue and it just happened that as I drove from the event, I happened to be behind her tour bus. They drove up Keystone to the Kroger just south of the mall there. I pulled in behind the bus and parked on the other side of the parking lot. I always regret not getting up the nerve to go over and knock on the door of the bus to tell her how much we enjoyed the show… and how much I loved her. She has been an inspiration for years.