The Domestics

What exactly is my vision for my future? "Go to school, graduate, get a career, get married in my mid twenties, enjoy that for a while, buy a starter house, have a kid or two, make the most exciting parts of my existence that new 60 inch flat screen we can finally afford and saving up for a trip to Disneyland."

O_O

(Insert long string of uncontrollable laughter here.)

The American Dream!! Mmm, pie.

I'd end up like the dad in American Beauty, if I'm at all lucky. (I Don't know... that cheerleader girl was pretty hot.)

Death by comfort zone!!!

But alas, I know better, don't I? We'd all like to think we do.

It's all about conquering fear.

Fear of supporting oneself without a college degree.

Fear of being alone.

Fear of failure.

Fear of success.

Fear of being judged or criticized!

Uh oh, my cliche is showing. *blush*

So what exactly does my future look like? There's quite a bit I want to get done in my life, I are a serious artist! srsly.

I'll have accomplished a lot by the time I've died. I'll make sure of that. Unless I get hit by a bus tomorrow or something.

Mom, if that happens, please sue DART. I wouldn't want you guys to be stuck with my apartment lease.

And Stoney, should that happen, please show a picture of me to Ebony every Christmas and tell her how I loved her so. Tell her how I held her when she was a baby, and that I will always be with her in her little kitty heart.

Reese, please take Cici, my beloved seal recently turned pirate. Do not let his whiskers get chewed up any more by cats, they're already in awful shape.

Donate the rest of my belongings to any charity of choice, but not the battered women's shelter, they deserved it.

Ack, how did this turn into a will?

Back on topic.

Aside from the many different projects (both currently known and unknown) that I would like to complete in my lifetime, one of which I'm starting on now, my main goal is the assembly of musicians as cracked in the head as I am. I've touched on it before, but here I will go into full detail. The best way to start turning plans into something tangible is to get them written down and known to the world.

The name 'The Domestics" is an easy enough indicator of what we stand for. (And I'm keeping the name, even if a band or two you've never heard of currently have the same one. I will actually do it justice, assholes.)

We all go crazy for movies like Fight Club, Office Space and American Beauty. Life was never meant to be a monotonous struggle to avoid discomfort. Any more than a baby bird is meant to stay in its nest forever. That bird will either fly or break its neck on the ground below. (Actually I think baby birds might be a little more durable than that, and mommy birds probably take precautions to avoid such a thing, but let's ignore this for the sake of analogy.)

Like so many before me, I would rather die trying than die hiding. And what am I trying to do? Wake your asses up like an impatient child on Christmas morning. There are so many damn presents to open! Why are you still sleeping!!?

Being yourself is the most fulfilling endeavor you can ever undertake. I was given this challenge one warm summer night in Oregon when I was gifted with the name Iris. No way I'm letting you down Sunrise.

The Domestics' aim is to be your voice, your inspiration. Your permission to conquer fears. The Domestics' purpose is to bridge fantasy and reality. Those crazy heroes who take stand for what they truly want in life need not live only in the movies.

What on earth is my obsession with a schoolgirl outfit? Could it be that I'm a lesbian pedophile? While that's always a possibility, it's not the reason behind my love for the image. The schoolgirl represents my place in society as a young girl. It is my ironic tribute to that which I yearn to transcend. It symbolizes an awake mind in the sea of sameness. Plus it's just a lot of fun to dress up like a schoolgirl.

The business man and the housewife represent the same thing. It is beautiful in its simplicity.

Right now I'm working on finding musicians with a similar insanity who are willing to dress up like a business man and a housewife. I am absolutely positive these people exist out there somewhere.

I could go on for hours into every littlest nuance and daydream regarding this topic, but I feel that I've summed it up adequately.

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