She Is More Than That...(Bif Naked 2016, to start)

When the announcement posted on my Facebook Wall, I literally jumped of the couch. Our town and county mayors announcing Bif Naked (and some other people - just kidding) would be playing this year’s free admission Party In The Park, Labour Day long weekend, 2016. And then I proceeded to gleefully jump around the house making loud “Yes. Yes. Yes.” and “Oh my god. Oh my god.” I then went to work and subjected my co-workers with copious amounts of Bif Naked history, without any shame and included a full declaration of girl-crush. I also booked off time to make it to her performance, weeks in advance.

Have I lost my mind? That is really not the right question. Will I lose my mind? That is what I’m trying to prevent when Miss Beth Torbert and her band, Bif Naked come to town. Then I read comments re: my raving post on a local community page. It went something like (exactly) this,

-   “wish the town would live in 2016, not 2003.”

-   “I didn’t even know that she did anything anymore.”

And even as far as,

-   “I heard she was a mega-bitch in person.” That one both made me laugh and want to throat-punch the person, personally. Simply because, everybody is a ‘bitch’ sometimes.

And all these comments were to be expected from certain folks, previous history dictates. I also couldn’t resist to urge to reply a knock’em-all’down reply back, as follows,

-   “Pretty sure this Bif Naked: Forever (Acoustic and Other Delights) was released 2012 and her new book, just hit bestseller across North America. (So who's living in what year again?) This woman rocks anything she gets her hands on, including breast cancer and stuff. And she's sexy as hell through it all. Living super woman.

BIF NAKED ~I Bificus [FULL ALBUM]

I’m not a fanatical fan by any means of the word, or psychological profile, really. I just really love and appreciate this woman for her accomplishments, her talents (which are so many), and her ability to share so openly about such personal moments, whether just waking up in her kitchen in Paris, or waking up in her hospital bed, after chemotherapy. Beth Torbert (Bif Naked) is just that way.

In short form, her resume reads experience and success in song writing, singing, poetry, Animal Rights activist, acting, philanthropy, motivational speaking, non-fictional writing, blogging, (take a breath), and more.  

Moral of this post: Just because you think that a musician is no longer performing, or (at the extreme) falsely dead, maybe a person should use their wonderful Facebook and Google apps and they will probably find out that they themselves stopped ‘rockin’, not the artist.

©Dominique Clark 2016

Free 54-40 Concert....Aaawwweeeessssoooommmmmmmeeeeee!!!

I know that I'm suppose to be too old to enjoy this kind of "got to find a mosh-pit" music but I not listening to all those naysayers. 54-40 was awesome, is awesome, will probably continue to be awesome when it comes to playing live sets.  Check out some of their videos on YouTube. They are, after all, a home-grown (sorry, just had to) band from British Columbia. And as they proudly stated, "It's been 25 years since their first album was released. It was the first of many #1s."

This great Canadian band sounds exactly like their recordings. I don't know if it was the sound system or the years of knowledge on how to tune instruments in the cold, but they rocked through ever tune. And they played as though they were having all the fun in the world, as we all hoped it wouldn't snow. (That's not a joke.)

This was all provided as a Labour Day Weekend in our little town with the Town picking up the tab. And yes, I could see the irony of this if the taxpayer (us) were picking up the tab, but they announced that this was provided by government grants. ( No, the irony of that is not lost on me, either. The crazy talk!).

It wasn't hard to keep warm if you did it right. Although I know I was getting some strange stares, (which I'm quite use to no matter what I do), I was moving like I wasn't halfway through life yet. I couldn't help myself. It was almost painful not to break into a good moshing, though I realized right away I wasn't wear the proper footwear. (Had to part with the steel-toed boots after 10 faithful years of safety and protection :) ).

My husband wasn't very aware of who this fantastic West Coast Band was (spent some years in a coma, I assume) but I dragged his ass with me anyway. His only comment so far was " How old are these guys again?" (Jealous? eh, eh, eh) And it's true, these are fine representations for females of all ages. I just had to say that because I'm deprived of Eye Candy almost 10 months out of the year. Men aren't the only ones who enjoy the warm months.

Any-hoe, back to 54 40 and their greatness. I can only hope that their stay was pleasant in the best way, so they might decide to reappear another future labour day weekend party in the park. (Quick Note: D'oh, no pix! One of my many handicaps. Sorry.)

So, I made a quick list of links of some other people's pix (couldn't post the actual pix due to something about copyright infringement, such and such...):

54 40  54 40 (2)......  Second thought, just google 54 40 band pix. You can look at more than 19 million results. I have some things to do first. Enjoy!