giorgio moroder and what he means to me

WARNING: Non-craft content to follow!

my mother wore red

I was listening to some bad disco tonight…(is any of it good? I love it)… and thinking about my mother, circa 78, 79. Those were some days! She really took us for a ride.

For those who don’t know, my mom died on Halloween 2006, at the age of 57. She lived hard, that’s for sure. She did love to party. I think about her a lot, and try as I might to have it otherwise, my memories of her are of this partying hardcore broad (her word, not mine). I have some stories! but it wasn’t a really kid-friendly environment. If my childhood were rated like a film it would be a hard hard R. Not quite Boogie Nights, but still I couldn’t finish that movie, ouch.
I am aiming for a nice quiet PG-13 for my daughters! (for language and smoking)

here’s a story: When we had just moved to Astoria from Isla Vista (where they burned the Bank of America in 1970), my mom fell in love with a Turkish sailor who was passing through on one of the big ships. We were going to move to Istanbul! (if that didn’t work out, then we were going to San Francisco…) We even started to learn turkish, as a family. Taskin, he seemed like such a gentle soul, but then he went upriver and got into some trouble. Got drunk and knifed someone. So much for that plan!
Something my mom was always doing was taking me to movies that were totally inappropriate for someone my age. I think she was so used to me being her best friend, or else she felt guilty about leaving me at home. She said she was working 90 hours a week in those days. Days at the cannery and nights at the bars. So it was off to the movies we would go. American Gigolo (there’s the Giorgio Moroder connection), Midnight Express, Saturday Night Fever (hey I got that record for my tenth birthday!), Rocky Horror (okay that one wasn’t so bad), and there were other earlier shows that still nag at me. At least she didn’t take me to see Looking For Mr. Goodbar, but she still told me all about it, down to the violent end.

here I am in those Diane Keaton days, so pleased to be able to wear this coat for a night! I was 9.
rabbit skin coat
of course nighthawks is hanging on the wall… they were like that, such nighthawks.

here’s my mom’s 20th birthday party:
my mom's 20th birthday party
that’s her with the skinny legs. check it out, she’s smoking, of course.

And here’s another from that same time, 1969:
mom, me, and my best friend
warhol could have done something with her, it’s true.

There were some hard times, and I don’t need to tell all the stories, not here and now, anyway.
She loved to smoke and she loved drugs and she loved her kids. When I was younger I worshiped her, and then I got angry, and nowadays I just shake my head and wondered what she was thinking, with love, and humor, and respect for her struggles.

9 thoughts on “giorgio moroder and what he means to me”

  1. Mate, you are writing about my life.

    We must be the same age.

    And for inappropriate movies, try Easy Rider at 6, and Straw Dogs at 7. I can still remember the rape scene in Straw Dogs nearly blowing my head off. So much for sex education!

    ps. Your mum had Great Legs.

  2. Wow, what an amazing post, and what a wonderful glimpse into your (shared) story. Thank you for sharing it with us.

    That picture of you in the furry coat is all Opal! Good Lord! You’re right that she takes after you in many ways.

    I love the rated pg-13 for profanity and smoking. As long as that’s okay, we’ll be fine going to Humboldt.


  3. Hi Shannon,

    Just came over to say Hi after you left a comment on my blog. Loved the post about your Mum. I did a post about my Mum a few weeks ago and it was quite cathartic actually. I’ve finally stopped being angry with her! (not saying you’re angry just saying how it was for me).

    best wishes

  4. thanks for sharing your ma … and thanks jude for adding 5galbuck to recent adds – it brought me over and expect I’ll be a regular visitor.

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