sophisticated lady

physically, the sophisticated lady, KC? i didnt catch the spelling, was someone i met in San Francisco. she was flawless, and i dont mean that in just a superficial way, she actually wasnt so VAVOOM, which made me even more droolly. she was like vavoom or even vavoom, like she knew what was tops and what was bottoms. seemingly effortless? that is sexy to me i guess. i think i wrote this music on the amtrak from san francisco to seattle. (which takes 25 hours! i did not realize!)
but today i decided maybe the sophisticated lady was the place i met KC Kaci Casey whatever, which is Mills College. i have fantasized about attending Mills' music school since like 2002 and then i decided to go to San Francisco for my birthday (2010). somehow i didnt put the two together until i was in town bumming around, hey holy shit Mills is right over there! so i took the subway and the bus and checked the place out and she was super flawless! old and crusty like a college should be, reverberant sparkling. Kasey Kayci someone was working in the grad school admissions office and was sooooooo pleasant to be around, maybe she really is an angel or just really good at her job. again, though she is easily easy on the eyes, it was her physical presence which i found intoxicating, her presence in this already perfect place, heaven.
the school, i didnt get to talk to the dean, i didnt have an appointment or any specific questions to ask so i thought i would only try to squeeze in if he had a moment to spare. by the way, the dean is Fred Frith, if you like weird guitar, check out the Massacre record from 1981 holy dear god! if you like meditative guitar and wonderful deaf Scottish women check out Touch the Sound ... so i sat outside Frith's office mostly listening to him laugh with his students, warm laughs like bear hugs for ears, finally i got to talk to a student who had come from his office. she basically said the school isnt Julliard, you are not required to shred on an instrument or smash glass with your voice, that Mills is more concerned with how a person might think their way out of a wet paper bag, a dry paper bag, a paper bag that is on fire, a burlap bag etc... (i am not quoting her, haha) what i mean is that they are concerned with the individual who loves music, regardless of talent level, with the exception that you must have a BA (it is grad school) but not necessarily in music.
other music schools and a great deal of musicians, trained or otherwise, seem to put music up on this pedestal and you mustnt touch it unless you are pure and if you have suffered and told your family to fuck off so you can practice your scales 12 hours a day
WHICH IS COMPLETE HORSESHIT.
perhaps music is the sophisticated lady.
but i would think she would get bored up there without intereaction, how many Glen Gould's are there to talk to in the world anyway? is he even still alive, so maybe zero?
no, the sophisticated lady, in my mind, wants to mix it up. whatchu got? what kind of ideas do you have for me?
some of the ideas are good, she says, yeah, i can bend to that. some are stupid and she will say so as gently as is required.
the sophisticated lady knows what is tops and what is bottoms, dig? the sophisticated lady is COOL, you can talk to her without a tuxedo on. of course she will look devestatingly bad-ass, so you will feel awkward in jeans or the weird shit i find to wear, but whatever.