Bri interviews Amy-Renee

First, the obligatory posting of the rules:

1. Leave me a comment saying, “Interview me” or something of an equally pithy nature.
2. I will respond by asking you 5 questions of a very personal nature. Be warned!
3. You will update your blog with the answers to the questions, or there will be trouble.
4. You will include this and an offer to interview someone else in the post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them 5 questions.

Questions from Bri:

1. If you actually could pick up and move from B’ham tomorrow, would you? And where? You can be honest, I promise. 😉

Wow, that’s a hard one. There are so many qualifiers and factors. And it depends on the day and mood you catch me in. But I will try to give a good answer. Most days the answer is yes, I would move. In a New York minute. But there are days that I look around and can not imagine leaving this city.

I actually quite love Birmingham. It’s beautiful and amazing. It is a fantastic blend of city and outdoor living. I have weeks where I kayak, hike, see an amazing art exhibit, enjoy an up and coming band live, attend a charity gala or two (getting my pretty mug in the local “About Town” social mag), and have picnics with tons of great friends all in the same week. I love that I am never lost, never alone, never unknown. The seasons are easy, if you can stand humidity and don’t love snow. The people are friendly. I spent a huge part of my childhood here and I have family and lifelong friends here. But I’ve been here a while now. And the North Wind has been calling me for years. Not answering the is painful. Standing still is like slowly dying. I often feel the need to be in the wind.

The “where” is especially complicated. My standard answer would be Paris. France is the place I have dreamt about since I was a teeny tiny ballerina dreaming of dancing with Baryshnikov. Which might not make sense, but wrapped in pink tutus I dreamt of living abroad and being so beloved by Misha that he would move his dance company to France to incorporate me as the prima. Oh, the dreams of youth. Anyway, Paris is the city love of my life.

New Orleans, my home, would be more likely. I am never more at home and never happier than when I’m roaming the streets of the Big Easy. Even through great tragedy my city remains the same ol’ sinful smelly place of my heart. I have always told my son that I’m showing up for his high school graduation with my car packed and I’m heading down to NO once his little black tassel switches sides! So after May 2014 you can find me down by the Pontchartrain.

And of course there is the obvious Colorado choice. I fell in love with little Leadville. But really, more so with Frisco. Frisco still has a city about it. Leadville is a town. A town of 2000, on a good day. A town you never have to own a car in. A town where the mayor drives a VW with a Grateful Dead sticker. A town where my love is.

Recently I’ve become enamored with Quebec City. And Costa Rica. But they are but whims starting to take shape.

2. What are the three most important life lessons you wish you could be SURE you passed on to your son? The three things you most hope you can impart on him as a parent?

First: Be mindful of the world around you. Acknowledge the people around you, acknowledge all the living creatures in your path. Take responsibility for the imprint you leave on the earth. Take responsibility for the imprint you leave in other peoples lives. Know that you make a difference, for better or worse, in all that you touch.

Second: Strive to be and know that you are the best you you can be. Be yourself and have confidence that you are the you who you are proud of being. Being you should not come at the expense of others. You can do anything, so don’t give up the trying.

Third: Learn from the mistakes that are made around you. Learn from your own mistakes. Don’t let life lessons go by unnoticed. Don’t do what you know is dumb. Know that sometimes you can’t catch others as they fall, still try, but know sometimes they have to fall on their own to get up on their own. And when they do fall learn from it.

3. I know you have a huge love of music – what ONE song do you think is closest to the theme song for your life. You can only pick one.

Damn Bri, that’s nearly impossible. There are so many theme songs to my life. I have a theme song for every person, every moment in my life. Music is the only way I make it through each day. Music is my life-force. Music is my diary. Music is my religion. So to cheat and still answer your question I have to list a few other songs before I come to the one I think is most me.

The top five:
A Little Less Conversation: Elvis Presley
Bad Reputation: Joan Jett
Not A Virgin: Poe
Dream A Little Dream: Mama Cass
Lorraine’s Song (My Heart Was A Lonely Hunter): Theresa Andersson and Grayson Capps

and the song that has always been my theme song.. which I guess answers your question

Don’t You Forget About Me: Simple Minds

4. If you could wave a magic wand and instantly have the job of your dreams, what would it be?

Rock star. You know, like Jem! She’s truly outrageous. Or like Dazzler, X-Man style.

Or a Wedding Planner. I would love to be a Wedding Planner. I wish I could go to a wedding every single weekend! If I didn’t have to be married after it, I’d have a wedding at least once a year!

Or a writer for a travel magazine. That would be the best job for me. Traveling all over the world would make me very happy.

Or owning my own store. That has been my dream for many years.

Or wife to Dominic Monaghan. Does that count as a job?!

5. The Sophie’s Choice question – if you had to give up your dog or your cats, which would it be?

Dog. But I would be heartbreakingly destroyed. I can’t really imagine not having any of the pets. Okay, I can imagine life without the puppy (shivers of joy at the thought) and I can see living without Monkey. I love Monkey (Ivanava/KeyKey) but she is a handful and not the most endearing of cats. I could whittle down to (in order of importance) Sorshia, Lucky, and Bob and be quite happy. That’s really an awful question, dear friend!!!

Lyrics to my themes songs:

A Little Less Conversation by Elvis Presley
A little less conversation, a little more action please
All this aggravation ain’t satisfactioning me
A little more bite and a little less bark
A little less fight and a little more spark
Close your mouth and open up your heart and baby satisfy me
Satisfy me baby
Baby close your eyes and listen to the music
Drifting through a summer breeze
Its a groovy night and I can show you how to use it
Come along with me and put your mind at ease
A little less conversation, a little more action please
All this aggravation ain’t satisfactioning me
A little more bite and a little less bark
A little less fight and a little more spark
Close your mouth and open up your heart and baby satisfy me
Satisfy me baby
Come on baby I’m tired of talking
Grab your coat and lets start walking
Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Don’t procrastinate, don’t articulate
Girl its getting late, getting’ upset waitin’ around
A little less conversation, a little more action please
All this aggravation ain’t satisfactioning me
A little more bite and a little less bark
A little less fight and a little more spark
Close your mouth and open up your heart and baby satisfy me
Satisfy me baby

Bad Reputation by Joan Jett
I don’t give a damn ’bout
my bad reputation
You’re living in the past
it’s a new generation
A girl can do what she
wants to do and that’s
What I’m gonna do
An’ I don’t give a damn
‘ bout my bad
reputation

Oh no not me
No no no no no
Not me me me me me

An’ I don’t give a damn
’bout my bad reputation
Never said I wanted to
improve my station
An’ I’m only doin’ good
When I’m havin’ fun
An’ I don’t have to please no one
An’ I don’t give a damn
‘Bout my bad reputation

Oh no, not me
Oh no, not me

I don’t give a damn
‘Bout my bad reputation
I’ve never been afraid
of any deviation
An’ I don’t really care
If ya think I’m strange
I ain’t gonna change
An’ I’m never gonna care
‘Bout my bad reputation
Oh no, not me
Oh no, not me
Pedal boys!
An’ I don’t give a damn
‘Bout my bad reputation
The world’s in trouble
There’s no communication
An’ everyone can say
What they want to say
It never gets better anyway
So why should I care
‘Bout a bad reputation anyway
Oh no, not me
No no, not me

I don’t give a damn ’bout
my bad reputation
You’re living in the past
It’s a new generation
An’ I only feel good
When I got no pain
An’ that’s how I’m gonna stay
An’ I don’t give a damn
‘Bout my bad reputation

Oh no, not me
Oh no, not
Not me, not me

Not A Virgin by Poe
I’m not a virgin anymore
I just thought you should know
Darlin’ I’ve been around
I took a walk up your block
In fact I have been all over town
Down by the lake
And underneath the table in my living room
Outside with the blue blue moon

You can call me what you will
Call me a slut call me a jaded pill
But darlin I’ve got your number now

I’m not a virgin anymore
I’ve been taken
I’ve been hung up
I get down and start it over again
I’ve been open
And I’ve been closed like a book
And burned down like a written sin
I just thought you should know my darling
Before we begin
I’m not a virgin anymore

Just thought you should know
Before you let another lie
Slip through those crooked little teeth
I don’t think you wanna start that shit with me

Much better yet
Tell me something dangerous and true
Oh yeah that looks much sexier on you

Careful what it is you say
‘Cause I can see right through you
On a cloudy day and darlin’ I think you wanna play
I’m not a virgin anymore
I’ve been taken
I’ve been hung up
I get down and start it over again
I’ve been open
And I’ve been closed like a book
And burned down like a written sin
I just thought you should know my darling
So if you wanna play dirty darling I’m gonna win
I’m not a virgin anymore

Been there done that
(Say what?)
Get the hang of it
Get screwed
I screw you I had a whole lot of fun with it
I’ve had enough now so you better take a bow
It’s gonna be a new experience if you wanna play with me

Daisy chains and maryjanes
Happy ending fairy tales
Cannot fool me now

I’ve been taken
I’ve been hung up
I get down and start it over again
I’ve been open
And I’ve been closed like a book
And burned down like a written sin

Hell I’ve been divided
Out of my mind and reinvented again
I’ve been ignited and then uninvited
So honey
You break it up
I’m gonna put it back together again

I just thought you should know my darling
Before we begin

I’m not a virgin anymore

Dream A Little Dream by Mama Cass
Stars shining bright above you
night breezes seem to whisper
I love you
Birds singin’ in the sycamore tree
Dream a little dream of me.
Say “nighty night” and kiss me
just hold me tight and tell me
you’ll miss me.
While I’m alone and blue as can be
Dream a little dream of me.
Stars fading but I linger on
dear
still craving your kiss
I’m longing to linger til dawn
dear
Just saying this
Sweet dreams til sun beams find you
sweet dreams that leave our worries behind you.
But in your dreams
whatever they be
dream a little dream of me.
Stars fading but I linger on
dear
still craving your kiss.
I’m longing to linger til dawn
dear
just saying this
Sweet dreams til sun beams find you
sweet dreams that leave our worries behind you.
But in your dreams
whatever they be
dream a little dream of me.

Lorraine’s Song (My Heart Was A Lonely Hunter) by Theresa Andersson and Grayson CappsYesterday I had a dream…
I could fly through the sky…
Then I woke up in a sweat…
Not dead yet, But on the ground

I’m up in Johnson City Tennessee
looking for the wind in me
Lord fly me over Pontchartrain
back to the land of sugarcane and summer-rain

Nevermore shall we part…. Nevermore shall we part

A little girl was early told
that life was time and time was gold
she took a little everyday till it went away
and she was old
and she cried cause her gold was gone
and she cried for she was all alone
And I’m hunting with a lonely heart
crying nevermore shall we part, shall we part….

Nevermore shall we part… Nevermore shall we part

And all those words that I never said
gently bled from my mouth

and I am ready to embrace…. this place.. where I belong

I’m afraid, but I need to love
If I don’t I’m gonna fly

And I’m calling to you in the dark
just a hunter with a lonely heart, a lonely heart…

Nevermore shall we part… Nevermore shall we part

Don’t You Forget About Me by Simple Minds
Won’t you come see about me
I’ll be alone, dancing — you know it Baby
Tell me your troubles and doubts
Giving me everything inside and out
Love’s strange — so real in the dark
Think of the tender things
That we were working on
Slow change may pull us apart
When the light gets into your heart, Baby

Don’t you forget about me
Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t
Don’t you forget about me
Will you stand above me
Look my way, never love me
Rain keeps falling
Rain keeps falling
Down, down, down
Will you recognize me
Call my name or walk on by
Rain keeps falling
Rain keeps falling
Down, down, down

Don’t you try and pretend
It’s my beginning
We’ll win in the end
I won’t harm you
Or touch your defenses
Vanity, insecurity

Don’t you forget about me
I’ll be alone, dancing — you know it, Baby
Going to take you apart
I’ll put us back together at heart, Baby
Don’t you forget about me
Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t
Don’t you forget about me

As you walk on by
Will you call my name
As you walk on by
Will you call my name
When you walk away

Oh, will you walk away
Will walk away
Oh, call my name
Will you call my name

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2 responses to “Bri interviews Amy-Renee

  1. Ooo! Ooo! Pick me! My blog is dying on the vine…

  2. Okay Kenn, here are your questions:

    1. I know you have a lot of artistic endeavors you are involved in, like playing in a band, making movies, etc., but if you could only do one thing for the rest of your life which would you pick and why?

    2. What’s the single best most fabulous moment you’ve experienced while working at Bailey’s?

    3. What’s the absolute worst situation you’ve been involved in at the bar in which you work?

    4. Okay, you’re on an island by all by yourself , but you’ve been given one book, one DVD, and one CD to entertain you for many many years. What book, CD, and DVD would you want?

    5. What do you consider your very best quality to be? Do you think other people would agree with your pick?

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