Category Archives: Amy Arena
Occupy LA – Another Glimpse
Looking around the harmonious give and take and sharing of resources at Occupy LA, though, I wondered, “Is anarchy possible? How long can it last?”
The Rapture
I happened to have the day off for the rapture. I enjoyed an English Muffin and a cup of coffee wondering what events might unfold during the day. I decided not to wait on my husband to enjoy this last and final day off so I left before he awoke. I’ve been spring cleaning and [...]
The Diversity of Disobedience
I do not believe in Civil Disobedience. Civil Disobedience is a misnomer. It is our civic responsibility to act out when government no longer treats its citizens with civility. As a youngster I was drawn to movements demonstrated a true spirit of community such as the general strike in San Francisco in 1934 to the [...]
Liquid Reality LP Review By Kevin Matthews
This sophomore effort from singer-songwriter Amy Arena is the polar opposite of her angsty spoken word diatribe-filled debut album, which was released in the mid-90s by Domo Records. Apparently, Arena’s experience with regard to the release of her debut album was less than satisfying. As she states in her bio, she was “taken for a [...]
Liquid Reality Review by Annie Reuter
After a disheartening record deal and industry manipulation, Amy Arena decided to do things her own way. Her sophomore release, Liquid Reality, consists of 10 up-beat and soulful tracks, showcasing her ability to successfully move on from her past. With emotional vocals and a captivating jazz feel on many of the songs, Arena’s music intrigues. [...]
Honkies
The silver-haired, but still full-of-vigor guys around here are so miserably white-bred, when asking for Pall Mall cigarettes they pronounce them “Pail Mails” as though saying AH is too ethnic. Or, perhaps I have it wrong and they’re still mad about the British and don’t want to sound snooty. I’ll require further research.
Survivalist
A very happy man came into the Bait and Tackle shop eager to talk about archery in the store with a far spread reputation. He was tall, happy, healthy, and strong. At first, I was pleased to be dealing with someone so contented. Of course, I’m not the girl. I just sell gas and cigarettes. [...]
Small Town Politics
**This one isn’t funny.** I stormed from work the other night flustered, but still with a smile on my face. The smile came through being confounded by the disregard for facts around here. I was reminded that the Tea Party exists here and in the least, it’s mentality has a strong foothold in the Kern [...]
Butt Crack
A fisherman rough with the experience of time entered the store in a wife-beater and heavy black leather belt. I my momentary register-transaction-folly with him and then off he went, exposing to me his butt crack. I always tease the youngsters for wearing their pants too low and did even when it was fashion for [...]
