Mime is money!
1) I only just realized that Santa is an anagram of Satan. I feel like this is probably an old joke, because it's so obvious. But for me, the world is suddenly bathed in a brilliant new light of understanding.
2) I have so many bizarre 'can't turn left' moments with the bass. Like, I feel fairly confident with most simple things by now, but occasionally I find some series of notes that seems extraordinarily simple... and my fingers just won't. I'm talking, like -- the first three notes of a descending scale, in rapid succession. Two half-steps, my brain is cool with. CBA#, bambambam. One half and one full? CBA? Nope. My brain just trips over itself. FOR NO REASON. I DON'T UNDERSTAND. It's the same exact motion! And it's a freaking scale! Actually, it's okay if I'm playing the scale. I guess it's context-dependent. Whatever.
3) I rewatched This Is Spinal Tap. Twice. (Exam? What exam?) I haven't seen it since my parents and brother? (I forget who was there) made me watch it when I was a kid. And I was way too young to appreciate it then. Not only was the humor too subtle for a kid -- except for things like the airport security scene -- but I knew absolutely nothing about the culture it was lampooning. And it was so long ago that I barely remembered anything about it. I mean, years later when I started working in the Cat's Eye, everyone would always make 'turn it up to 11' jokes and I was always like 'what?' even though I'd actually seen the movie. I can appreciate it so much more now, not least because I actually listen to '80s heavy metal.
And my God. I'm pretty sure it's the funniest thing I've ever seen. I almost choked on my own spit laughing at every single solo. I swear the performances were the funniest parts. And all the tiny little subtle things. I think I could watch this six more times and find something new and hilarious every single time. In fact, I'm going to have to strongly resist doing so. Fuck. SO GOOD. Like, there aren't even words for how good. Especially because most of it was improvised. Improvised! And it basically created a genre. What a fucking legend.
.............. Also, last time I was too young to notice all the homoerotic subtext. I love how it's clearly intentional, and yet understated and ambiguous. As subtle as the rest of the movie. And hilarious and endearing and depressing all at the same time, just like the rest of the movie. Goddamn.
.................. urgh I should study. Probably gonna fail this class anyway, though. Man, I'm so sick of school. And I don't mean in the I can't wait for break way, I mean in the I never, ever want to go back way. I should probably just not go to grad school. But I'm at least going to try to get in. Might as well try to get a bit more of a leg up. If I don't get in, though, I'll almost be happy. Terrified, but happy.
2) I have so many bizarre 'can't turn left' moments with the bass. Like, I feel fairly confident with most simple things by now, but occasionally I find some series of notes that seems extraordinarily simple... and my fingers just won't. I'm talking, like -- the first three notes of a descending scale, in rapid succession. Two half-steps, my brain is cool with. CBA#, bambambam. One half and one full? CBA? Nope. My brain just trips over itself. FOR NO REASON. I DON'T UNDERSTAND. It's the same exact motion! And it's a freaking scale! Actually, it's okay if I'm playing the scale. I guess it's context-dependent. Whatever.
3) I rewatched This Is Spinal Tap. Twice. (Exam? What exam?) I haven't seen it since my parents and brother? (I forget who was there) made me watch it when I was a kid. And I was way too young to appreciate it then. Not only was the humor too subtle for a kid -- except for things like the airport security scene -- but I knew absolutely nothing about the culture it was lampooning. And it was so long ago that I barely remembered anything about it. I mean, years later when I started working in the Cat's Eye, everyone would always make 'turn it up to 11' jokes and I was always like 'what?' even though I'd actually seen the movie. I can appreciate it so much more now, not least because I actually listen to '80s heavy metal.
And my God. I'm pretty sure it's the funniest thing I've ever seen. I almost choked on my own spit laughing at every single solo. I swear the performances were the funniest parts. And all the tiny little subtle things. I think I could watch this six more times and find something new and hilarious every single time. In fact, I'm going to have to strongly resist doing so. Fuck. SO GOOD. Like, there aren't even words for how good. Especially because most of it was improvised. Improvised! And it basically created a genre. What a fucking legend.
.............. Also, last time I was too young to notice all the homoerotic subtext. I love how it's clearly intentional, and yet understated and ambiguous. As subtle as the rest of the movie. And hilarious and endearing and depressing all at the same time, just like the rest of the movie. Goddamn.
.................. urgh I should study. Probably gonna fail this class anyway, though. Man, I'm so sick of school. And I don't mean in the I can't wait for break way, I mean in the I never, ever want to go back way. I should probably just not go to grad school. But I'm at least going to try to get in. Might as well try to get a bit more of a leg up. If I don't get in, though, I'll almost be happy. Terrified, but happy.