Tough times, weak minds
I’m running through this city and I know it’s my time
Analog waves (carry the) information exchange
Visions that rush me at breakneck pace
Gotta fly below radar, run beneath the camera eye
Gonna tell the truth and run
Someone sits down to say grace
Someone fronts it to save face
Except the vocals, this is all synthesizer, particularly employing the Kaossilator Pro+ (with and without an electric guitar’s distortion pedal). I also used one of Garageband’s arpeggiators (“Bass Wave Cycles”), and two of Garageband’s AI drummers (“Jasper” and “Max”). Garageband’s “Natural Vocal” and “Fuzz Vocal” filtered my voice.
My performance with special guest Queen Mab playing the Kaossilator Pro. I’m using a seven-string guitar and trying new embellishments in the guitar parts, especially in the song “Voice in the Distance”:
This article was first published on the fashion blog Mad Hot and Artsy on 20 November 2018. Special thanks to them for featuring my content!
To satirize my proud (and adopted) feminine modality, I developed a personal clothing style I call “lace punk”, “satin punk”, and/or “petticoat punk”. It carries steampunk, burlesque, and pin-up influences; and emphasizes poise, class, and elegance. In other words, I give the appearance of “high class”. This combination kills when combined with sound posture and a confident stride—my satire has since evolved into a robust display of raw power.
Key elements involve millinery, corsetry, lace or satin gloves, heels, and frequent appearance in gowns.
The “punk” in all this is me: Accomplished hacker. Cyberpunk. Skilled guitar shredder. Free-thinking anarchist. These outfits tweak guys’ expectations when I talk engineering circles around them—“geek chic” never celebrated femininity quite like this.
I’m fascinated by burlesque, particularly because it welcomes women of all sizes and all biological sexes. (It of course welcomes men too!). I’ll discuss burlesque in more detail in forthcoming posts.
To start, I’ll mention that I plan to develop a burlesque show. Between now and that time, I’m working to inject burlesque ideas into my one-woman punk show. So I created the stage persona “Miss Napalm Fatale”, and then renamed “Axis Evil” to “Axis Evil featuring Napalm Fatale”.
Below are two visual concepts I’m playing with as I develop this altered ego. The first satirizes the fact that I have a penis (and the fact that I’m more than okay with it):
The second portrays my distress (literally) at the state of American government: