Tout le monde s'attache à présenter un idéal corporel via le model d'une star . Je vous présente la mienne Kat von D †
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I first got the idea to learn how to sing and record an album years ago... because of a guy. I guess it's not much different than all the times I've heard musicians in bands say similar things about why they initially picked up a guitar or joined a band. “I did it for the chicks.” But in my case, my intentions had nothing to do with trying to impress or win somebody over by being some sort of “rockstar.” * He had written an album and had it delivered to my house before it had been released, and told me, “These are all the things that are easier sung than said.” I remember that day so clearly. The messenger who delivered it to my doorstep and his kind smile. The manila envelope with a CD inside of it. And then hearing the first words sung on that first track. I was just as happy to finally hear him say things out loud in these songs he sang, as I was sad that we had deprived ourselves of saying those same words out loud. The fear of failure. There is safeness in unrequited love. Living in a state of longing nurtured by memories - this kind of love could last forever. As long as you don't let it become anything more than that. Why? Because along with the wonderful feelings that come w making something real, comes the possibility of all of that going away. And taking a gamble like that leaves you vulnerable, of course. That's the nature of Love, but once you experience heartbreak, it can be tough to not let those painful feelings overshadow the will to try. Eternal sunshine for the spotless mind. It was a curse and blessing, good and bad, bittersweet. And all of that. Listening to the record from beginning to end, I had a response in my mind to every part of the lyrics of each song. As cryptic as I knew these songs would be to anyone else, they were far from mysterious to me. The words struck chords that maybe should have never been. So, I thought to myself: If he speaks to me in song, then I should respond in song. The plan was to make a record in response to all the things he said – and it didn't matter to me whether anyone else heard it, or even knew that I was doing this. But having so much love and respect for music – for good music, I didn't wanna just sing words and record them. I wanted to make beautiful music. I'd have to learn how to sing. And so I did. Started voice lesions three and some years ago.. diligently working at getting “good enough.” The lyrics came to me the easiest. I had been writing to him for years, in my mind, my books, poems, and random pieces of papers. There was a point where in some way, everything I was doing, indirectly, I did with this ghost in mind, and never spoke about it. But now things are different. The ups and downs of Life take place, and I can only explain by simply saying that I've grown up a lot in ways since those days. I've let things go. It doesn't mean I've forgotten, but I have stopped clinging to a time long gone and all the woulda shoulda couldas. Once I realized this, I was I left with those beautiful songs he wrote, memories of a kiss, and a few love letters and drawings. But even more so, the inspiration to sing and write songs remained. Now, my purpose in creating this music has changed, or better put, evolved. Of course I didn't get what I thought I had wanted back then (or at least it might seem that way when it comes to matters of the heart), but I sure am grateful for that blooming idea to express myself through music. And to do my best. But more vital than any of that, is the ability to continue to believe in a true Love. No amount of songs could ever be written, played or sung, to repay that gift, and I can't wait to share this music with you all. Xo, Kat Von D.