Wednesday, April 25, 2007

My first interview. I feel so famous.

Azúcar has sent me some interview questions, and after several hours, I've finally finished answering them. Thanks for the inquiry, Zuc, and enjoy.

Azúcar: You are always finding great new music. What drives your desire to consume music?

Kiki: I enjoy silence when I need it. I’m not one of those people who have to always fill it with sound, but I almost always need music filling my ears. That doesn’t make a whole lot of sense, does it? I don’t care. This is my blog! I can say what I want. Anyway, music is the cementer of memories. If music is always playing, there will be times when little, impressionable things will happen, but you may forget them by the end of the day or even the hour. The next time you hear the song that was playing when that memory was made, every detail of that moment will come flooding back to you. So many experiences I have had are tied to music. Whenever I hear anything by Shania Twain from her “Come On, Come On” album, I will remember that crazy roadtrip from here to Utah with my friend Sheridan, which also led to an impromtu trip from Utah to San Diego with Sheridan and two other friends, Janessa and Jan. Remind me sometime to recount a story involving banana peels, car windows, and hands. Whenever I listen to Tori Amos’ album “Scarlet’s Walk”, I will be whisked away to Pontcharra, France, where I lived a few years ago. I always think of my train rides back into the village; I remember every change in scenery, the vineyards to the little towns to the 11th century towers sprinking the foothills to the odd-looking factories and each massive pile of wood. I remember walking the streets of the towns and the changes in my pace and style of walk as the songs changed. I remember walking home late at night after leaving the movie house. I remember the smells of that small town.

In addition to that, I just love really well-orchestrated music, (I’m no trained musician, so I don’t really know how to talk about this) the way instruments’ sounds intertwine. I really love a heavy left hand on the piano. I love when I think a song is amazing, and then there is a little surprise when the bridge of the song sends me to higher heights with its crazy awesomeness!

Another reason I crave music is because we can find ourselves and our lives in almost any song. At least, I do, and that’s why a listen to it constantly.

Azúcar: Exactly how many languages do you speak and in what countries have you traveled?

Kiki: Obviously, I speak English. It’s my native language. I’m very good at spelling and at answering, “I’m doing well,” and not, “I’m doing good,” when others ask me “How are you doing?” Because when people ask me that, I’m usually not being the good-doing humanitarian.

I took French classes at different points during grade school and knew I’d want to learn it for reals one day, so I did that while at the BYU and during multiple visits and livings in French-speaking countries, Quebec, Switzerland, Morocco, Senegal, and France, bien-sûr. My first international travel happened at the end of my senior year of high school, when I went on a class trip to London & environs, unless the trip to Calgary when I was 8 counts. It was the London trip and not the Calgary trip that jump-started my addiction to going somewhere else that’s not my own country.

After my Spanish-speaking, Mormon LDS Church Mission to the difficult area of San Diego, California, I went with one of my companions and her family to pick up her brother from his Mormon LDS Church Mission in Austria. We spent much time in that country, Germany, and some redundant places. While there, we went to a very heated football match where we got showered with beer.

While at the BYU, I may have continued my studies of the Spanish language under La Professora. I also decided that I should probably pick up German while I was there. Let’s wrap this up: I’ve also been to Mexico, Spain, and Italy. I want Japanese to be the next language that I seriously study. It’s time for a non-Indo-European language.

Azúcar: Say I want to go to Mardi Gras next year, what would you recommend I do or do not do?

Kiki: I recommend you do what I always do. You must splurge and stay downtown, and I don’t mean in the business district. You should go to Café du Monde late every night for beignets and hot chocolate (or café au lait, if that’s your thing). You should go to the Irish quarter for roast beef po-boys at Parasols. They are delicious. You should go ride the street car down St. Charles (if they have that up and running by next Mardi Gras) late one morning, take the first stop on Carrollton Ave., and go eat breakfast at The Camellia Grille, WHICH FINALLY REOPENED (20 MONTHS AFTER KATRINA) THIS WEEK!!! WAHOO! You should go eat Cajun food anywhere you can find it (everywhere). You should take a walk down Royal Street for antique shopping. The entire street is lined with antique shops. You should dress up in a really funky outfit for Mardi Gras day. You should attend the Endymion and Orpheus parades because their floats are SUPERIOR to any other krewes’ floats. And you should attend Zulu for the experience. You should never lose your patience with the revelers because everyone is there to have a good time and to love each other. There are a lot of great artists in New Orleans, so you should walk around the Quarter to visit some of the galleries. OH! And you should, if you like books, visit Arcadian Books & Prints, a bookstore I recently found by accident and love. You should not spend a lot of time on Bourbon street, and not because of the things you might see, but because of the things you might smell. You smell vomit, you make vomit.

Azúcar: Explain to me your feelings about mayonnaise.

Kiki: Mayonnaise is one of the few substances that can make me dry heave just by thinking about it. The smell, the sound, and the taste are a trifecta of doom to my peaceful stomach and its contents. It’s disgusting, and we can never be friends, unless it is, in minimal amounts, holding together a really yummy chicken salad.

Azúcar: You have 4 free days, a credit card with no limit, and an updated passport: where are you going, who is coming with you, and what are you doing?

Kiki: I would fly to Utah immediately, I would rent a convertible luxury car, I would drive to Logan, I would kidnap my Janalyn, and we would go wherever we wanted to for four days. Four days is too few to actually leave the country, so I would use it to have a fun roadtrip with one of my greatest, most favorite friends. One night at our hotel, I would book hotels and buy tickets to go to every show on the up-coming Tori Amos tour. Also, during each of those four days, I would extract the maximum amount of cash in ATM withdrawals to fund the miscellany of that tour. I would hope that at some point during the trip, we’d pass an Apple Store. I would buy a new Mac G5 with all of the bells and whistles. I would purchase cameras and lenses galore. Those would be four AWESOME days. Jan, when are we going? I won’t have that imaginary card, though, or the convertible luxury car.

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At 17:21, Blogger Emily said...

I enjoyed your interview. What do you say when someone asks you, "How are you?" as opposed to "How are you doing?"

At 19:54, Blogger sarah k. said...

I'm a member of the mayonnaise-is-evil club too. That made me snort my ice cream.

At 20:54, Blogger Azúcar said...

Can I come on your Tori Tour? I don't mind mayonnaise, but it's not allowed according to Other Half, so I live a dry, dry existance.

At 21:51, Blogger Kiki said...

Emily, the online Chicago Manual of Style says, "'I’m good' is the currently popular slang reply, and 'I’m well' is the formal reply. 'I’m fine' is a nice compromise, if you don’t want to sound ignorant or stuffy—and don’t mind sounding middle-aged."

At 21:57, Blogger Kiki said...

Yes, Zuc, you can go with me.

Snorting ice cream seems like a good way to suffer really bad brain freezes.

At 13:34, Blogger metamorphose said...

I'm a fan of "I'm well" AS WELL! WHAHAHAHAHA!

My boyfriend severely hates mayo as well. I tend to believe it's the most hated condiment out there.

At 13:35, Anonymous Emily said...

i genuinely enjoy getting to know people so much (even strangers) that this was so fun to read. and i laughed about your comments on cjane's blog today (about Plastic surg.)

At 14:07, Blogger Kiki said...

Thanks, Emily. I, too, enjoy this little blog ring that we seem to have going. There is a lot of insight to be shared and seen and learned. It's great.

At 19:59, Blogger Peter said...

"Kiki: Mayonnaise is one of the few substances that can make me dry heave just by thinking about it. The smell, the sound, and the taste are a trifecta of doom to my peaceful stomach and its contents. It’s disgusting, and we can never be friends, unless it is, in minimal amounts, holding together a really yummy chicken salad."

Mayonaisse is evil!


At 14:51, Blogger Emily said...

See, that's interesting, because I adhere to the school of thought that "I'm well" is only okay if you are talking about your health. "I'm doing well" or "I'm good." That's what I'm sticking with.

At 16:11, Blogger Kiki said...

Only now did I realize that there are two different emilies at work here.

At 21:52, Blogger Emily said...

I like your pluralification of emily.

Yes, it's all very confusing. Ought I to change my name?

At 21:55, Blogger Kiki said...

Nah. I just need to be more observant. You have an avatar and other emily does not.

At 16:10, Blogger ~j. said...

You're fun. I want to play. Stop by my place when you're in Utah.

At 17:48, Blogger Kiki said...

You best believe, ~j.

At 17:40, Blogger b. said...


At 22:16, Blogger kiki said...

See, b, now you're just making me blush. Thank you.


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