Thing(s) I've learned.
When referring to a pop song that recently came out (within a year or two) and stating, “Man, this song is old,” this refers not to the age of the song, but the quality and quick burnout of the work. Not much made in the past five years is going to be a “timeless” song. Maybe a Five For Fighting track, but not much by anybody is going to stand for long.
My love for you is fretless...
And therefore, micro-tonal.
For your every need.
I get a boner for good music.
What do you get a boner for? Or wet for?
I really hope this guy is the new Zappa. I could see it happening. He’s got the background and the pull. It’s just a matter of doing. DO IT!
This is so me...
hydeordie: phlegmatic \fleg-MAT-ik, adjective: 1. Not easily excited to action or display of emotion; apathetic; sluggish. 2. Self-possessed, calm, or composed. 3. Of the nature of or abounding in the humor phlegm. Well #2…not #1! WHAT? NOT NUMBER 1!! STOP SAYING THAT!! I remember using this word in ninth grade and freaking out my English teacher on an exam. Oh, Volta, how you’ve...
-and other people trying to do what Frank Zappa did almost 40 years ago. Oh right, Frank actually accomplished something.
I love to love your baby.
Funny how changing one letter ruins an entire song.
Particular Universal Connection: Religion=... →
heckyesloveyourself: Christianity has taught me to feel guilty for that which I do and don’t do. So there is nothing really left to feel good about. Someone please explain why we need to constantly acknowledge our faults? Is this not neurotic? Sorry, this religion isn’t working for me, never really has. It’s built… I love the way you think. I appreciate that very much! :)
Religion= Confined Spirituality
Christianity has taught me to feel guilty for that which I do and don’t do. So there is nothing really left to feel good about. Someone please explain why we need to constantly acknowledge our faults? Is this not neurotic? Sorry, this religion isn’t working for me, never really has. It’s built completely around expectation and ritual. I am saying this because I have discovered...
Killing the Ego.
I spend my whole life thinking in terms of “me”. What am “I” going to accomplish today? What do “I” want out of life? What’s “my” favorite color? What about “me” matters? That is a question that is relevant. The self is a possessive place. The self is possession of the body, to know that the body is not what the soul is. To know...
my better half
whether the Siamese half of me was cut off at birth does not matter I am a fool for thinking in lines, waiting in lines, walking in lines, driving in lines, living in lines where expectation meets solitude and fortune surmounts wealth and broken down spirits are like boxes surgically opened on the lawn of an abandoned house with their entrails of pictures and moments and families and childhoods...
As my ass is handed to me on a daily basis in Creative Writing, I think maybe I missed some kind of education everyone else has.
Thoroughly enjoying my Creative Writing class. The professor is 23 and knows what she is doing (as opposed to some of the forty something cats that have never actually gotten anything published). She did an open-mic poetry night at Tatame, which was swank. Word.
I just deleted the entire play-list I had on Rhapsody. I didn’t realize there wasn’t a ctrl + z function for these kinds of things. That was 1000 songs I had ready to go. Well shoot, now I’ll just have to start over… This is a good thing. Haha :D
Yes I got some honey kisses for your lips.
I’m imagining the good love that we’ll make.
Reminder to self:
You’re playing a set for the open mic at Natura in three weeks. Get working.
HOW TO WRITE GOOD →
neonsolid: somethingintellectual: Avoid alliteration. Always. Prepositions are not words to end sentences with. Avoid cliches like the plague. (They’re old hat.) Employ the vernacular. Eschew ampersands & abbreviations, etc. Parenthetical remarks (however relevant) are unnecessary. It is wrong to ever split an infinitive. Contractions aren’t necessary. Foreign...
Okay, so I’ve been listening to John McLaughlin (the guitarist and Jazz Musician, not the pop dude) for the past couple of days, obsessing as if I were insane about the Music/him. Something dawned on me, however, and I’ve found that Indian Music and culture really appeal to me more than western cultures despite my predilections. I’ve always been highly interested in Music of the...
A Review Is Coming.
Contrary to my earlier talk of reviewing Herbie Hancock’s “Thrust”, I’ve decided to do something a little more relevant and personal for my friend Chase of Solaseria. I will be posting a review of “Grantle Fina (The EP)” by Solaseria.This will probably come some time tomorrow as the review is looking like two pages right now, which is a little too long for my...
About 90% I was lucid dreaming last night.
Interesting experience. I wasn’t able to change the fabric of time and space or anything like that, but I was able to consciously make decisions for a time until I woke up and fell back into sleep. At that point, however, things got pretty nasty. Huh…
So TIME SIGNATURES.
I am being blown mentally by musical information. The west is slow to move, even in the classical sense. Today, I picked up a copy of The Percussionist’s Art from the school library, which is a comprehensive and wonderful set of information about solo percussion music and it’s complexity and difference over the past eighty years or so. What I came up while flipping through the pages...