Sunday Morning Soliloquy - Musings of an Urbanite

Sunday, April 26, 2015

Sunday Night With Wayne Coyne

Sometimes I think about Wayne Coyne 

This is not a new thing, I thought about Wayne way before there was such thing as a Ciley Myrus (probably around the time the rest of the world was line dancing to her dad). Wayne comes in extra handy when I need a distraction.

Wayne is mad! 

Wayne Coyne and his friends

Wayne looks mad here with his magic mushroom, his unicorn, his kooky alien friend and his ice cream cone. His glitter jacket is fun. 

Wayne Coyne and Leyla A. are good friends! 

Wayne and Leyla

This one time, Wayne and I, we dressed up like Two Amigos, he sang and I laughed and laughed. I was in technicolor while Wayne was a bit subdued.

Thanks for being my friend Wayne Coyne! 

Here are more posts that include Wayne Coyne:

Follow me & Wayne Coyne in places: 

Thursday, April 16, 2015

Let's Talk About Me.... Again

Bookmark and Share


You Know What My Favorite Subject Is? It's me. 

And that is what this blog is about... again, me. Why do I write it? Because I can. Why do you read it? Because you navigated here by chance or accident. But as long as you are here, let's take a tour of Leyla, shall we? Scroll down.

1. I like to show off the cool stuff I do, like paragliding off Table Mountain in South Africa 

2. I like to show off how tough I can be, like going to Exit (even though I'm over 40) with my friend Traci

3. I like to show off how good I can take pictures of myself, particularly when I'm not-so-sober 

4. I like to show off how awesome I look in hats, especially when I was young and worked out a lot (I think I could have been internet famous in my 20s if there was such thing as "internet famous" back then, being famous in real life is much harder)

5. I like to show off with pictures of guys that only Howard Stern superfans will get, this is also me showing off one of the best days of my life (visiting the Stern Show studios), man 2010 was a good year! 

6. I like to show off how natural I look in an elevator, and another awesome hat, and how good I am at taking pictures of myself - I guess I am a multi-tasker after all 

7. I like to show off that I am the spawn of satan, just kidding, I'm just the spawn of Gene Simmons... but I was a really cool baby, evil and cool 

Leyla A as an evil baby

8. I like to show off the various faces I make when I get uncomfortable, which is anytime someone is taking my picture (probably why I choose to take it myself all the time)... but I didn't make this, Google Plus did via Auto-Awesome

Would you like to know why I really wrote this post? 
As someone who works in "digital engagement" I have to look for bloggers day-in and day-out, most of the time I think they all look the same. I can't tell one from the next, they're so formulaic. It's like they went to blogger school and when they graduated they all popped out in some faded color and off into the distance. 

I was looking through the blogs of these young, trendy Chicago "influencers" for lack of a better word, and I thought, "Man, it must be SO BORING to post this stuff everyday". All the photos look the same, all the topics are the same, same, same, same, same - it's like a bad sorority pledge party. And then I thought to myself, THANK GOD I can come here and write what I want, when I want, about whatever I want. I don't have any guidelines or calendars, I can say what I want, however stupid it may be, but most of all, I can be myself, and no one can tell me to edit a single line... and that feels awesome. And I hope that is why you stayed.  

fashionable in florence
This is how I'd have to pose all the time if I were a fashion blogger
I'd feel like such a jerk, who stands there like this?!

Want more unboring stuff? Follow me everywhere... 
Leyla on Twitter -- but I'll probably only talk to you here because this I use more than the phone 

Friday, April 10, 2015

Official archives reveal the last year Leyla was cool!

When did I stop being cool? I find myself asking that question more and more. 

Artifacts discovered while cleaning out my storage unit, finally answered the question I had long been asking myself! This is big, it's like the holy grail, the Magna Carta or the missing link that answers the question... what the hell happened to Leyla? She used to be cool! 

Duran Duran picture books in mint condition (bought when I was 12)
Probably special ordered from Japan because I was that girl

My apartment is tiny and I've been debating a move for quite some time, but instead, I decided to get organized. For the past month, I've been going through my storage unit, opening boxes, dumping contents, tossing things & reorganizing what remains in order to create more room for more crap I feel the need to store.

Last weekend, I was down to the final 3 or 4 boxes when I made riveting discovery. I thought I had gone through all my concert boxes, most of it was already organized into one big box. But then I found a little box inside of a bigger box and the contents inside this little box were stunning.

When I opened the box, at very top were two mint condition Duran Duran picture books! My brain could not conceive what my eyes were showing me, what were these rare books? I had no recollection of these books! And more importantly, what else was inside this magical box that had gone undetected all these years?

The evidence of the last year I was cool lived Inside this cherished box!
1999 - 2000 was the last year I was cool! 

I lifted the books and saw a big red all-access Nine Inch Nails "Working" badge, a Smashing Pumpkins "Guest" badge, and a Green Room pass to the MTV Awards. I slowly pulled the contents out of the box, held the artifacts in my hands, and said out loud... "Oh my god, this was the last year I was cool..." 

I sat there for a while and reminisced about that Beck show and all the friends I had back then. I thought about the time I saw Prince twice in the same night, first at the Aragon, and then he played until 4AM at the Metro. And the time I was backstage at a Korn show (I don't even like Korn) and ended up going bowling with them afterwards. I met a doctor that night, and we later went on a date, all I will tell you is that you should NEVER go on a date with a doctor you meet backstage at a Korn concert! I cannot caution you enough about this.

What happened to me after 2001? 
I asked myself that too! WTF happened after the MTV Awards in 2001?!? And then I remembered, I met a nice guy who wanted to me to settle down. If it were not for this recent discovery, I truly don't think I ever would've made the correlation that the bridge between Cool Leyla and Lame Leyla was the boyfriend who shall not be named, but we can call him Tiny Dancer. I can hear his little voice in my head, "Oh, you're going to blame me for this too now?" You bet I am Tiny Dancer, you bet I am.

Read More Leyla Stories

Follow Me Places