Taffeta V.

Which one of you fuckers is molting?

I much prefer to just sound like myself.

And occasionally, Joan Cusack

Adrienne Barbeau was Stevie, the DJ. And I don’t sound like her, I just have a late night radio show

I can’t do impressions, really, but I can absolutely nail Joan Cusack’s line reading of “Felix La Poubelle” from Grosse Pointe Blank

Real green ribbon energy

Redhead lady with giant glasses, dark orange lipstick, a lil’ black bandanna kerchief situation at the neck, and an oversized orange Orvis puffer vest

I think this lewk is very “older nurse at the slasher summer camp who you think is dead but turns out she’s the unhinged murderer”

Writers should be paid a living wage. I know, totally fucking unhinged. Someone lock me up.

Amen

Ok this is awesome! I LOVE Millie DeChirico, and of course Pam Grier is a goddess— fantastic!!!

Right after Prince died, D'Angelo went on THE TONIGHT SHOW and performed "Sometimes It Snows In April" with Princess. It remains one of the most beautiful, emotionally raw things I've ever heard. RIP.

(Audio-only at this link, but it's still worth hearing.)

www.youtube.com/watch?v=FeV7...

We don't tell young writers "You gotta be a huge freakin' weirdo!" often enough.

It's an asset!

I’m confused too! And kinda insulted - I mean rotisserie chicken is delicious, but my hoots are adorable and remain perky AF. Rude.

That’s real specific but you know there’s people who are like “BULLSEYE”. It’s also specific enough that I feel like there should be an upcharge, right?

Hell I used to get my girls out all the damn time 😂 (way back in the Fun Twitter Days, and of course live on stage with sparkly pasties). Sadly depression and, you know- the whole damn world - have dimmed my confidence and exhibitionist tendencies

I spend so much more time and thought and effort into my weekly radio show on the smallest station you can imagine. This fucken worrld, man

Just looked, and now I'm super bummed because this post did better than the last time I showed underboob. Damn.

YES! Let the thing be the thing. The thing is enough.

Fuck Christopher Columbus

Remember:

Remember the sky that you were born under, know each of the star’s stories. Remember the moon, know who she is. Remember the sun’s birth at dawn, that is the strongest point of time. Remember sundown and the giving away to night. Remember your birth, how your mother struggled to give you form and breath. You are evidence of her life, and her mother’s, and hers. Remember your father. He is your life, also. Remember the earth whose skin you are: red earth, black earth, yellow earth, white earth brown earth, we are earth. Remember the plants, trees, animal life who all have their tribes, their families, their histories, too. Talk to them, listen to them. They are alive poems. Remember the wind. Remember her voice. She knows the origin of this universe. Remember you are all people and all people are you. Remember you are this universe and this universe is you. Remember all is in motion, is growing, is you. Remember language comes from this. Remember the dance language is, that life is. Remember.

This is a poem by Joy Harjo. Harjo is a seventh-generation Monahwee daughter, a citizen of the Muscogee Nation (Este Mvskokvlke), and belongs to Oce Vpofv (Hickory Ground). She was the poet laureate of the United States for three terms. (I read this in my October episode of Late)

Today I am making tiramisu, cleaning, and writing about werewolves. I feel like that’s plenty.

Omg 🤮

Bumping for the night crowd - here, have some spooky atmosphere. Tis the season

“Ghosted Again (naturally)”

I don’t feel good about the fact that I view this as her finest work

Presented with apologies to @nickcharles.bsky.social , because I played the first rehearsal recording of Nick Cave’s Where The Wild Roses Grow, where Blixa Bargeld sings the Kylie part. I know you love Kylie (I do too, but not as much as deep cuts, plus this is oddly haunting and lovely)

If you've prepared your patch properly, by now your pumpkins should be:
- humming slightly
- levitating a little
- visited nightly by dark fairies
- sinking their vines into other plants to drain them of energy
- murmering dark incantations to the elder gods

Late w/Taffeta V. - Haunted This one's all about ghosts and hauntings - music from Fabienne DelSol, Karen Elson, Mazzy Star, Florence + the Machine, Tom Waits, the Police, and more. I read from Shirley Jackson and Emily Dickinso...

New Late! HAUNTED: all about ghosts - music by Fabienne DelSol, Karen Elson, Mazzy Star, Florence + the Machine, Tom Waits, the Police, + more. I read from Shirley Jackson, Emily Dickinson, Clive Barker, + more, & I'll talk about nuclear semiotics & Cotard's Syndrome
www.mixcloud.com/KOPN/late-wt...

Air Loaf made me laugh!

Nihilistic Password Security Questions What is the name of your least favorite child? In what year did you abandon your dreams? What is the maiden name of your father’s mistress? At what...

What is the name of your least favorite child?

In what year did you abandon your dreams?

What is the maiden name of your father's mistress?

Pepperidge Farm Milanos are now a betrayal. Breaks my heart