I have accepted that I am submissive by nature. Doesn't mean I'm a door mat, or that I'm one of those mousy, shy, or timid personalities. It just means, in a relationship, I am attracted to a dominant partner. Teach me how to make you happy, tell me what you want, guide me to your happiness because your happiness is my happiness too. And I'm okay with myself being kinky. Doesn't mean though, that I'm going to talk about my innermost kinky fantasies with everyone I come across. Sometimes, deeply personal stuff like this should remain, well, personal.
I mentioned the Folsom Street Fair in my last post. If I had someone to go with, even if it's just a casual friend who I was not dating who would rope me (not necessarily literally!) into going with them, I would not feel so uncomfortable about attending it while on a family visit. My hesitation stems from the fact that, well, deeply personal stuff like this is, to me, too personal to share. My parents were raised in an environment where anything beyond the most vanilla of sex acts was considered too risque. It is probably at least partly out of respect for them that I have never really discussed my latent kink /BDSM tendencies with them. If I had a "kink buddy" (or even just a friend,) I could say, 'Hey, Mom, my friend Lori wants to go to the city for lunch today and maybe go to the beach. We'll be back later this evening." To which she'd reply "Lori is such a nice girl. I wish you could move here so you guys could date for real! But be careful up in the city. I hear there's lots of freaks up there today!"
MUSIC CORNER: TSOL "Dance with Me."
Back in 1982, to us kids, there were levels of coolness for bands. There was KISS, but by then, KISS was just about over; they were that band that was cool in like 3rd or 4th grade, but which we had outgrown by 6th and 7th, and in any case Peter and Ace were gone by then. Then there was AC/DC, but Bon Scott was dead and those new Brian Johnson records, "Back in Black" and "For Those about to Rock" just seemed to be missing something. So, if you were one of those into the cool bands, you liked Ozzy, Rush, Iron Maiden, Van Halen, and Def Leppard.
Then we- some of us who were in the know- discovered TSOL. (Which stood for "True Sounds of Liberty.") And liberating it was, for a sixth/seventh grader in the early 80's, to hear this. A band so cool, so on the cutting edge of cool, that it made even Ozzy, Rush, and Van Halen seem passe. It was one of those records that straddled the line between underground punk and mainstream rock- too punk for the mainstream radio, but yet still rock enough to blow the socks off of us kids raised on KISS. I mean every song on this fucking thing is great. "Code Blue" (about sex with dead people) was gross and shocking enough to offend our parents, so that right there gave it cred. "Sounds of Laughter" and "80 times" are fast paced, hyper energetic and fast- rocking harder than anything AC/DC had ever done. The Title track "Dance with Me" was brilliant- one of those songs you would want to play over and over again, while the horror-themed track "Silent Scream" with it's haunting atmosphere is mellower- but still excellent. No cheesy love ballads (well, Love Story wasn't really a ballad) just great songs- every one of them. The band went on to record a couple other albums but this was their best one by far. A sound track to us 80's kids who loved doing stuff like lighting firecrackers off, hanging out in houses under construction, ripping around on our BMX bikes and, well, other assorted beavis and butthead type stuff. .