Tuesday, July 25, 2006

Before she was famous

Yes, I knew her before...
Deb Conway (brunette), before she was famous. When faux bone/white plastic jewellery was fashionable among the knitting classes. Before Do Re Mi was on Countdown. She was a knitwear model. Oh how the mighty have fallen.

This is my new obsession. Collecting knitting patterns with people in them before they were famous. Yes, a bit of a niche I know. And I only have one other one so far of some curly redheaded broad who used to be in a Country Practice and was later in a tragic travel magazine show and I'd really have to look up her name if only I could be bothered, but one day I'll have a collection to rival the girls at Threadbared.

So this is a nice thought: Before she was famous. At MobWorkspace we can often be found singing under our breath "When, will I , will I be famous" which got stuck in our little budgie brains somehow soon after the arrival of Plastic Girl. And last week we had an article about me, Liana Kabel and some other diamond and gold jeweller (what?! they don't use garbage and found objects?!!) published in the local rag- article link here. So for the benefit of all and sundry I have pasted the full lyrics of this definitive generation x anthem below:

Bros
When will I be famous

Yes, you're suitably at one with your body and the sun
Yes, you are
You've read Karl Marx and you've taught yourself to dance
You're the best by far

But you keep asking the question
One you're not supposed to mention
Hey, yeah, oooh!

When will I, will I be famous?
I can't answer, I can't answer that
When will I see my picture in the paper?
I can't answer, I can't answer that

But I can't tell you when
You'll see your name up in lights
When will I, will I be famous?
You keep asking me, babe

You're a slave to fashion and your life is full of passion
It's the way you are
You've suffered for your art with the jogging in the park
You know you should go far

But you keep asking the question (Ooohooo)
One you're not supposed to mention
(I'm not supposed to mention) Yeah, oooh!

When will I, will I be famous?
I can't answer, I can't answer that
When will I see my picture in the paper?
I can't answer (I can't wait), I can't answer that

But I can't tell you when
You'll see your name up in lights
When will I, will I be famous?
You keep asking me, babe (I can't wait)

You won't suffer in silence (Suffer)
You're a talent, you know that I've noticed (I've noticed)
You'd like to be a legend (Ooohooo)
A big star overnight

(Tell me when) I can't answer your question
(I can't wait) It's driving me insane (Ooohooohooo)
And your impossible impatience (Impatience!)
Tearing at my brain (It's tearing away)

Oho, I can't take it, take it much more
Got too much to hope for

(When will I, will I)
When, when, when, when, whe-whe-whe-whe-when will I
Will I, will I
(When will I)
When, when, when, when, whe-whe-whe-whe-when will I
Will I, will, will, will I

When will I, will I be famous?
I can't answer, I can't answer that
When will I, will I be famous?
I can't answer, I can't answer that

When will I, will I be famous?
I can't answer, I can't answer that (What's the final answer?)
When will I see my picture in the paper?
I can't answer, I can't answer that (I can't take it)

When will I (When, when, tell me when)
I can't answer (I can't tell you when), I can't answer that
When will I (Will I be famous)
I can't answer, I can't answer that

When will I (Babe, better believe me)
I can't answer, I can't answer that
When will I (Will I be famous)
I can't answer, I can't answer that

When will I see my picture in the paper?
I can't answer, I can't answer that
When will I (When, when, tell me when)
I can't answer, I can't answer that

When will I, will I be famous?

12 comments:

shannon said...

I have certainly suffered for my art by jogging in the park- many, many times. All that jogging and still not famous- How can this be?

Rebecca-the-Wrecker said...

yes and i've always considered myself a slave to passion with a life full of fashion! maybe you picked the wrong park?

Florence said...

So many choruses, so little content...AH! I see the light!

nice pict in the paper:D

Merlyn Gabriel said...

I never understood the desire to be famous. I once had a very disturbing 'discussion' about this with my first bellydance teacher who wanted this very very much.I don't think it's all its cracked up to be. And I think it is a strange way to measure success, well.. how does one define success?

:)

Rebecca-the-Wrecker said...

hi merlyn
i don't think people really understand what they are wishing for- anonyminity is the way to go if at all possible! without having to rely on status and how well you are perceived by the external world, success should be judged if anything by your own happiness and sense of peace, your interpersonal relationships, your inner health, sense of self worth, personal ethics etc.
but you cannot make a living in the arts by being invisible. and being successful in the arts often just means achieving minimum wage. unfortunately...now I've heard from 2 different sources that those belly dance teachers can be quite pushy!!

Liana said...

Sure I don't want to be famous I just want millions of people to know who I am and think what I do is great - that's all!

(yes - way pushy)

Rebecca-the-Wrecker said...

yes and if millions of people buy your work, then that is even better!! Or if millions of people want to buy your works but your prices are so high that you only have to make 10 pieces a year to keep your family in art supplies and cookie dough. and you have to move into a compound gated community for celebs who are all really self-involved and neurotic. and your children will never know what it is to be free, skipping under the sun and you have to hide from the papparazi every time you go op-shopping...

Liana said...

I'll cope.

Florence said...

Oh. I left a message but it must not of gone through!

Were Bros ever on a knitting pattern? something to look out for...maybe they are modeling for knitting patterns today...you could start collecting "once were famous" patterns:)

those gals at threadbare are very funny!
xx

Rebecca-the-Wrecker said...

Sorry Flo
I found your 1st comment lurking in an email inbox from HELL!!!
now rectified. of course the 'where are they now?' aspect of bros needs further research. what happens to boy bands when they lose their pretty petals and are dumped by the music industry?
yes you cannot beat the crafts page of threadbare- a wake up call for any of us who become too serious.

Merlyn Gabriel said...

forgot to ask...
How was Junk-it?

Rebecca-the-Wrecker said...

hi merly
junk-IT was great fun though i don't think enough geeks attended on the night so sales were not as good as i'd hoped. however, i look foward to putting up a junk IT sales page soon and havin a crack at sellling the work to the rest of the world! AND I scored the cool circuit-boards/vinyl handbag- yay!