Linda Strawberry

silver fox... he
runs fangs down my legs and
silver fox.. he
knows just were my flowers grow

oh oh oh
what trouble
oh oh oh
im in


lover, come rescue
me from these doldrums
lover, come rescue me
from this black river
lover..

the silver fox.. he
knows just how to bite deep
silver fox .. he
knows the buttons to unbutton

oh oh oh
what trouble
oh oh oh
im in..
oh oh oh
i can taste him
oh oh oh
the sin

i've been rehearsing every day for a tour I'm going to do with Billy Corgan - His new songs are absolutely gorgeous!

I'm  hoping to post the whole adventure here. Im trying to get back into the habit of posting or of taking pictures.

i had a lovely quiet break for a while as i finished my e.p. LIP DISTORTION - and got married. :)

well this is just a little note.. ill post more later..

p.s. follow my twitter - @lindastrawberry

i remember the day i met her

white spirit whistling through the trees

such a pretty creature

he says that he's an owl but he's the king of the vultures

perched to pick the skin and bones clean of life

oh sugar, please

they wanna  turn you

they wanna turn you to a common whore

 

i remember the day i lost her

she was drunk and careless falling through the streets

attracting all the hustlers

pulling in by all her heat

he says that he's an owl but he's the king of the vultures

perched to pick the skin and bones clean of life

oh sugar, please

don't let them turn you

don't let them turn you on like a common whore

that boy was so no good to lay his dirty hands upon you

and leaving you weeping in a side street delirious

white drugs and dark drugs catapult you down to hell

wake up on a filthy mattress with his dirty hands inside of you

he says that he's an owl but he's the king of the vultures

perched to pick the skin and bones clean of life

you can see the dead men walking

see the dead women with their heads and eyes downcast

see the fiends fiending in the tar pit streets

don't let them turn you to a common whore

don't buy the illusion of a faster life.

 

i didnt' post on here for a while and now its dead. oops!

ill have to spice things up..

til then..

new blog on blog.myspace.com/strawberry 'skin like eggshells'

fuck this bland feeling
ive got that uncomfortable 'scarletta' feeling.
drowning in my own uncomfortable restlessness. its a good thing. i get this way before i explode somehow.
its like diving really really deep under an ocean of muck to find a diamond.
you get so uncomfortable you just don't give a shit anymore about the results.
the choices are 1. stay here 2. break out
ive been feeling pressure in myself to tone it down, to color in the lines, to not be as explosive. but at least when im letting it all hang out its all true.
and truth is where i want to come from.
as ugly or as uncomfortable or as explosive as it is.
i dont want to die ladylike. i dont want to sit with my legs crossed. dot my i's and cross my t's and be careful not to rock the boat.
i want to crush the boat. and i want to dive into the water.
growing up is bizarre. so many people have so many rules about what is age appropriate. what is this future? i won't tone myself down more and more til i am a empty crust ready to file away into a coffin.
i want to get more and more passionate and extravagant and expressive.
i want to say all the things people are afraid to say. i don't want to live in fear of what others think of me. that is the prison we all keep each other in.
the fear that stifles us and keeps us from doing what we really feel.
i draw my lines where people i love are concerned. i don't self destruct and i respect people.
expression has nothing to do with being a jackass. or slowly killing yourself. i don't find it romantically tragic to see people die in addiction. its just stupid.
what im talking about is that nebulous pressure to look and act and speak a certain way. the critic that keeps you from creating. that tells you its not good enough.
that tells you that you can't use certain words and you can't talk about certain things.
the people that tell you what is cool and what is not cool and you can't wear that and you can't look that way and you can't write that way and you can't act that way.
miss manners. the style police. the online army of haters. the cool kids. the worst dressed list. art world snobs. that pick apart the meanings of things and think they are the expert on knowing which expressions are valid. fuck critics.
i have to just rant this out. i hate feeling like im in a box. that i can't do exactly what i want to do and what i know i can do because of the outside world. we are all in this boat.
so im gonna be trying to break out of it. and im ok with people not liking what i do as long as im being true. people pleasing is a losing game.

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xo

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its a drag just draggin' these fairytales that are gaining weight.

courtney love gave me the most beautiful red scarf thingy the other night. pictures. soon..

im just drinking wine and catching up. and catching a cold.
le wah.

boo hoo. ill miss audrey. but here house is turning into a barbie masterpiece.. all our gothness is leaving the dreamhouse.
ha.. my ex love.. mat devine..'lips like morphine' is playing on mtv right now. hhaha that's funny. that song is supposedly about me. yep. i have lips like morphine..
;)
i havent been on here much. there's been so many changes lately
have you guys seen my smashing pumpkins art? ill post it up here later when i have my computer. i did the dvd art some posters and the harlequin 20th anniversary art.
im so excited about it. :)
i have a new record coming out very soon i just have the same issue audrey does. our uber.com has fallen. so we are both scrambling to move.
soon as i do ill release for free on lindastrawberry.com
audrey is the star of my video for 'scarletta' .. :) hopefully ill do videos for every song.
ill have a new piano at my new house so ill be able to record all the time! yay!
alright.. the moving van is here. gotta go! xoxox
are you guys gonna vote?

so.. on my birthday i had to work all day! boo... and my supposed best friend attacked me in the most vicious childish way.
so.. it was rotten tomatoes.
but.. im going to have a makeup week. birthday week for everyone! everyone pig out! ready set go!
haha.
im moving out of audrey's soon.
out to an apartment where i can have my own music studio. justin and i are gonna start creating our live in art installation. haha.
:) im happy!
i just finished alot of art for the smashing pumpkins. ill show you as soon as i am done..

the kids you ran with have gone to rot
just dying as fast as they can
in bed with hot ruin
there's nothing much most people haven't seen at this point..
the destruction can get so boring
so, you are drinking shots off a pornstars ass again*yawn
in the back of some dive pretending to be 'all hard n shit'
killing any safety left
sticking your fat feet more firmly in the shit
the swollen bloated face, liquid eye sockets
its a becoming look for you..
you fall off of the table face first into your own vomit
....used to be funny when we were younger
still beating curfew and pushing each other off of the roof
drinking forties and smashing them behind landmarks
i'd steal your girlfriends and taunt you
i walked past your room once in the morning on my way out
there was some chick riding you but you didnt even know her name
maybe you weren't even conscious.. you didn't even recall it.
she was just another random way to kill time
a spinning carousel of chicks coming and going
picking up the phone was like russian roulette
it was rush hour traffic at 230..
remember when you rescued me from some filthy kitchen
blacked out and rum soaked in my ruined favorite dress
i stood stilletto boots and all under the shower head and passed out on a futon
when i woke up my hair was crusty and my feet were frozen
high glamour - ha.
those were blurry times. the catcher in the rye. and shady acquaintances

September!! i turn 27 on the 9th. and i fully plan to hide somewhere where no one can find me (but justin) and celebrate.
i am sooo happy to be another year further away from my turbulent early twenties. ever since i turned 25 my life has gotten very beautiful.
i am glad i took somewhat of a break from the internet during the month of august. i know i still posted but i didnt really think about it at all.
but since i was away i have soooooo  many things i want to rant about!!
but for today i'll just keep it to the updates. (oops as you can see below i ranted anyway. hahha .. politics..ill get you tomorrow!)
upcoming
LIP DISTORTION - still dont have a release date yet. but it will be this month and i will have it available for free on lindastrawberry.com
i dont know yet if i will have a 'cd' version. im still thinking it over.
STRAWBERRY TV- im working on this as well. i figured that it would be a good thing to make a well thought out segment every month with a song written specifically about the topic and tell you a story from my life about a particular issue i want to tackle. the heavy and the light. depression, suicide, violence, surviving abuse, anxiety, fashion, politics, pop culture..how to survive a breakup.. etc. do you have any requests for episode one?

(here comes the rant machine) i finally feel confident enough and calm enough to be the kind of artist ive always wanted to be. no smoke and mirrors. no glitz and glamour. no publicity stunts or gimmicks. i just want to be myself and have my art planted in reality as i see it. i really care about the people and things i see around me. i am afraid this cultural self esteem void we are in is more harmful to us than we realize. i worry about people who are very young coming into this world as it is. its so much less safe than even when i was 16. i would imagine its very confusing to young girls just trying to find their identity when anorexic fourteen year old girls are held up as a beauty standard and myspace is covered with girls who value themselves by how much skin they show for attention and most of the girls in the press aren't really worth idolizing because most are just fame whores with no real talent. news has been traded for gossip and no one trusts anything they hear. match this with the decline of the music industry so that the artists dont have as much mainstream access...we need better anthems..for example not katy perry's bullshit 'i kissed a girl' glamorizing kissing girls for the benefit of male enjoyment coming from a gospel singer who turned into a gimmick..being the only song getting a push from what's left of capitol records. what a culture!!.. people are selling their baby pictures for millions and exploiting their families on reality tv and it seems like nothing is sacred. its no wonder girls are flocking to jonas brothers concerts with purity rings on! it must seem like such a safe haven. im glad i was protected up to a certain point in mormon utah. i was at least 19 before i was exposed to most things. i have done, tried, lived most things people avoid. i am only grateful for those horrible experiences because they give me insight and understanding. i live in the bullshit capital of the world. hollywood. nothing in this town is solid. it terrifies that this place has so much influence. there are thousands of people falling apart doing drugs and turning to dust because they can't deal with the harsh facts of reality. even people with so called 'success' here feel isolated and as miserable as ever. it takes a certain personality type to weather this place. fame makes you egomanical and self obsessed because that's what it takes to deal with it. the industries start working on you right away if they think they can exploit you. they isolate you and try to reprogram your value system to match theirs. it makes you easier to handle. they make you feel as if you have no other choice but to do it their way. money is god. success is all that matters. but.. so what you get in a magazine or on a red carpet.. a month later who remembers and who cares? so what you get on a tv show for a few weeks.. who's really gonna remember.. and who cares? what does it mean? why does it matter? how does it help anything? what is the legacy?
aaaaaaa get me out of here! haha. we've talked about moving but its agreed justin needs to be here to chase his dreams for the time being. good friends make all the difference here and we are blessed with some of the kind that keep you planted in reality and grounded. the only upside of this place is that if you can find where they are hiding its filled with some of the most interesting talented people i've ever had the privilege to meet. that's the best thing about this year. ive finally realized who im not by trying out some different things that didnt quite fit. by watching people that i love chase fame and success at the cost of their sanity and the things that really matter. at the end of the day when you are on your death bed will you really be satisfied knowing there's alot of random strangers that are going to mourn the reflection they have of you, that there's mountains of 'money' in the bank to be contended over.... or.. is it satisfaction of a life well lived, lessons learned, a beautiful family.. you see my point?
thinking like this has totally changed my priorities.
i love writing and ranting and speaking and caring. i love music and art and all forms of creativity. i want to build up a large body of work. like warhol said i find what im worth by how many songs or how many pieces of art ive made at this point. i want to be able to count them up and know what its worth. it means i have alot of work to do and its totally up to me to accomplish it. works from the heart. i think ive wasted enough of my time worshipping false gods and chasing clouds of dust. success is what you define it to be. and by my definition i have a whole lot of work to do.
besides the fact that i want to have a family and that i believe that will be my greatest accomplishment :) i feel i have many paintings to create and many things to say and songs to sing. why would i want to go further into an industry that would make it more difficult for me to create and have these things?
that is my new train of thought. and im sure if you've been reading my blogs you have seen how ive gradually gotten here.
ok. rant over. thoughts?

blog.myspace.com/strawberry

xxo

                                                                                

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i <3 audrey.
ok. so there's some blogs on lindastrawberry.com
and a ugly photo contest.. will you go vote?

xx

12:50 AM - black widow

i am stalking
up above you
as you slowly
fall into my webs

i'm descending
down upon your
eyes that see me
as a dreamers dream

you are so oblivious
in my web so devious
as i slowly move in for the kill

i am stealth
your lust blinds you
moving closer
bound inside my gaze

your heart is a riot
drunk with danger
you begin to tremble
giving in to the craze

you are so delirious
in my web so devious
as i'm slowly moving for the kill

just close your eyes
beautiful dreams await you
just give in
just give in to me

i am aching
you are unraveling
tightly trapped
your eyes in silent screams

i lick my lips
and drop the curtain
i am a demon
8 spindly legs of death

you are so delirious
in my web so devious
as i slowly move in for the kill

this
this is it
this is the last minute
tick tick tick
this
this is it
these are the last few seconds
this
this is it
this is the last..
CHOMP

manifesto pesto 626 the rust on the strands of time
is braided in second hand
your rippled face is shouting out
all my abuses
ive got boulder arms
and bolder legs

no one can  get me down off this railing
i've fallen out of favor with the gods
the beats are beat out beating off
on the side of the road in their broken down tour bus.

smashing guitars and smashing pumpkins in smashing suits and smashing alarm clocks

when the wells run dry
the fabrics come off quicker
and inch by inch the girl is stripped down to nothing

60,000 wings beating
and they want to pick them off one by one

picasso eyes and raven claws
condensation forms on the lips

im a mother, a harlot, a flapper, a savior, a trainwreck, a shame, a sister, a lover, a hooker, a creator, a destroyer, a spinster, a housewife, a slut, a baker, a suffragete..

you can frame me up and stick pins in
you can scratch every last one of my records

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go get hooked on it!!

yikes.
girls...handle your scandal.
don't take nude photos!! and if you do.. expect that they will come back to haunt you.
i've been on the bad end of that as many of us have...
so i'm trying to give you some good advice. NEVER let a boy take compromising photos of you.
respect yourself enough to deny.
it makes me sad when i hear of it happening to yet another person. :(
that's a horrible thing to do to someone and i wouldnt want to be on the recieving end of that karma.
people who do horrible things to other people always pay for it in the end.

when i was in paris once on tour i found out that a nude 'art' photo of mine had leaked out from the photographer. it was only supposed to be a reference photo for a painting... but.. the photographer did an amazing job and added it to their portfolio.. so.. i found out about this because it was all over forums online and people were saying all kinds of things and being very cruel..i was very upset. so i know how it feels. i was sitting all night long in panic. my hotel room faced the eiffel tower and i should have been enjoying that... but i just sat there staring at it all night panicking.

so..
LEARN FROM OTHER PEOPLE'S NIGHTMARES
dont do it!


xx

im really curious what you think happens..
xx